<?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-6526036479767610599</id><updated>2012-01-24T16:29:31.469-02:00</updated><category term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category term='promoção'/><category term='blogagem coletiva'/><category term='gravidez'/><category term='texto'/><category term='minha vida'/><category term='pensamentos'/><category term='girassol'/><category term='novidade'/><category term='imagens'/><category term='matéria'/><category term='presente'/><category term='amizade'/><category term='desabafo'/><category term='selo'/><category term='parceria'/><category term='eu sigo'/><category term='fotos'/><category term='Gabriel'/><category term='meu momento'/><category term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>LILIAN GRATTI</title><subtitle type='html'>Li de Linda e Maravilhosa ;-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-4312444404641964355</id><published>2011-12-15T17:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T17:25:22.793-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagens'/><title type='text'>Olhos Verdes Brilhantes</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Já era meia-noite ontem (ou hoje?rs)&amp;nbsp;e fomos deitar, eu e Gi, só a gente tava acordado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dividimos uma cama de casal e eu estava mto cansada, minha mãe ficou com Gabi e estavam, naquela hr, dormindo já!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Claro q Gi queria conversar, falei algumas palavras de olhos fechados, fizemos oração e eu me calei, antes do 'amém', aí ele me acorda e pergunta o q houve: - Filho, a mãe cochilou! rsrs Terminamos a oração com o sincero amém e me virei pro lado, mas ele queria assistir tv 'até o sono chegar'... Deixei, mas ele queria assistir 'Resident Evil' (filme de zumbis)... tb deixei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Não sei qto tempo se passou, até q de repente, escuto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- Mãe! Mãe! Que p**** é essa???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Nisso ele pula em cima de mim, rolando, nem lembro como! E eu me sento, mega sonolenta e pergunto o q houve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Aí ele me mostra, no canto da cama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Vejo o q pra mim seria um brinquedo, mas era... UM BICHO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Tá... um inseto... andando pela cama, mas COM OLHOS VERDES BRILHANTES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Pareciam dois faróis, duas lanterninhas, verdes, brilhantes, fluorescentes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Pedi pra ele acender a luz e ficamos olhando e nos perguntando: O q é isso?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Até q o bicho abre umas asonas e começa a querer voar... Gritamos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Tenta voar e cai embaixo da cama... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Falei pro Gi pegar veneno, vamos matar e dormir, certo?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ele pegou, abaixamos no chão, ficamos olhando o bichinho iluminando a escuridão debaixo da cama... Aí escuto: - Mãe, mata ele não, vamos só colocar ele pra fora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Claro q eu concordo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Peço pra ele pegar uma vassoura, enqto eu vigio o coitado (q já virou coitado)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Chega a vassoura, tentamos varrer ele pra fora de casa, mas ele brilha cada vez mais... Na cozinha tive a idéia de colocar ele num pote, procuramos um pote, mas lembramos q voa, e ficamos com medo... Melhor só jogar ele pra fora de casa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E jogamos e fomos dormir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Eu ria mto, de lembrar do pulo q Gi deu e o susto q ele levou... Aí ele me conta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- Mãe, vc nem imagina... Tava assistindo o filme e de repente escutei um barulho q nem um helicóptero (nem sei pra quem ele puxou esse exagero!!!) e vi umas luz brilhando e ele pousou do meu lado, achei q era um zumbi, ou o Nêmesis (monstro do Resident Evil rsrs)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ai eu não ri, mas gargalhei... Tadico, imaginando o susto q ele levou e o pulo q ele deu e a carinha dele na hr do 'q p**** é essa?' rsrsrs (ah, sem dizer q não é costume dele falar palavrão!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ficamos um tempo depois questionando o q podia ser... Afinal, até onde eu sabia, vagalume brilha no 'bumbum', né? rsrs E não nos olhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Hj o google me contou o q era o tal BICHO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://diariodebiologia.com/2011/04/elaterideo-que-bicho-e-esse/" rel="bookmark" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #51832a;"&gt;Elaterídeo: que BICHO é esse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E a aventura foi essa... rs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;abaixo imagens tiradas do google!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/12/olhos-verdes-brilhantes.html' title='Olhos Verdes Brilhantes'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Twx6EiHsza8/TupIJaRajXI/AAAAAAAAAac/d-lNntsf_hk/s72-c/elater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-8997183031737046755</id><published>2011-12-09T17:31:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:36:28.485-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girassol'/><title type='text'>Girassol, uma paixão!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FusKatGXptI/TuJgMZ1UE6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/VDWdyRpeloU/s1600/Foto1035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FusKatGXptI/TuJgMZ1UE6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/VDWdyRpeloU/s320/Foto1035.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #274e13; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(fotos de 08/12/2011 - um&amp;nbsp;'book' improvisado com meu celular, tarde da noite!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JFWhvvZcrM/TuJgStvVXWI/AAAAAAAAAZk/NudY6sJITzs/s1600/Foto1038+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img 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ter&lt;br /&gt;A grandeza de um menino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;No coração de quem faz a guerra&lt;br /&gt;Nascerá uma flor amarela&lt;br /&gt;Como um  girassol&lt;br /&gt;Como um girassol amarelo..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Cidade Negra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-8997183031737046755?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/8997183031737046755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=8997183031737046755' title='3 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-6754213667584193594</id><published>2011-09-20T14:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T14:19:01.010-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>Postão e fotinhas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nossa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;q cantinho mais abandonado... q feio, Dona Lilian...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pois é, gente... mta correira, mto trabalho e mta preguiça tb...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;qdo tenho tempo, me falta inspiração!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas a vergonha na cara tá voltando (eba) e hj vou colocar algumas fotinhos recentes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gi está maravilhoso,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;um mega companheiro e super curioso,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;continuamos altos bate-papos antes de dormir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e esses dias tive q explicar o q é TPM pra ele... e escutei:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Nossa, mãe, agora entendo vc alguns dias...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehehehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gabi está fantástico,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ainda não dorme, mas está um danado,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ligado 100% no 220 e eu não acho o botão liga/desliga nem o q desacelera... rs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;está mega esperto,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;faz bicos, assopra qdo ve o ventilador, bate palminha qdo a gente pede pra ele fazer tchau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e tb é bem nervosinho rsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;um fofo!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só tenho q agradecer a Deus pela minha vida!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo minhas responsabilidades!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não troco minha vida por nada nesse mundo!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boa semana pra todos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seguem fotinhas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wtz4-9MNnig/TnjFy93DUHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8jR6HZCspek/s1600/Foto0931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wtz4-9MNnig/TnjFy93DUHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8jR6HZCspek/s320/Foto0931.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(um dos primeiros bicos... 13/08/2011)﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0VSc055FQx8/TnjGYqAOo0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/n9kfoHA0Cxo/s1600/Foto0937.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0VSc055FQx8/TnjGYqAOo0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/n9kfoHA0Cxo/s320/Foto0937.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(depois dessa corri pra baixar o berço... rs 14/08/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEddrcgvoF4/TnjGmZI1kwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/nNFP7lEQ6LI/s1600/Foto0944.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEddrcgvoF4/TnjGmZI1kwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/nNFP7lEQ6LI/s320/Foto0944.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mc Dia Feliz!!!! ﻿ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todo ano eu e Gi participamos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esse ano Gabizinho tb foi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E reparem nos nossos cabelos, presos com balão de gás hélio!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Brincadeira de mãe que filho topa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;27/08/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kknFW1jvHP8/TnjHpQxdbiI/AAAAAAAAAZA/70ovrFe5_vc/s1600/Foto0950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kknFW1jvHP8/TnjHpQxdbiI/AAAAAAAAAZA/70ovrFe5_vc/s320/Foto0950.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(comprei uma cx de fraldas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;e Gi quis colocar o irmão dentro,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e Gabi adorou... rsrsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;01/09/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6vZgaLqhquQ/TnjIysgxBKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Rsn1u5N4pb8/s1600/323983_10150303729777403_816887402_7858355_3809445_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6vZgaLqhquQ/TnjIysgxBKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Rsn1u5N4pb8/s320/323983_10150303729777403_816887402_7858355_3809445_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(cochilo no colo da mamãe... 04/09/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7JnMigNM0I/TnjJFug1Z6I/AAAAAAAAAZI/qkf-MyKPVHQ/s1600/336287_10150303718112403_816887402_7858161_7034816_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7JnMigNM0I/TnjJFug1Z6I/AAAAAAAAAZI/qkf-MyKPVHQ/s320/336287_10150303718112403_816887402_7858161_7034816_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(homens da minha vida! sobrinho Pietro e filho Gi - 04/09/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZtXvt9GOhg/TnjJukstycI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KWvpBD681o8/s1600/286226_10150303712647403_816887402_7858045_1845615_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZtXvt9GOhg/TnjJukstycI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KWvpBD681o8/s320/286226_10150303712647403_816887402_7858045_1845615_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Os gato-mia... amigos de infância num almoço inesquecível!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu, John, Su, Mateus, Val e Jessey - 04/09/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gk_zkiJk_Eo/TnjJQcwZSeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/jWleDutFzjs/s1600/336902_10150303731542403_816887402_7858380_6569184_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gk_zkiJk_Eo/TnjJQcwZSeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/jWleDutFzjs/s320/336902_10150303731542403_816887402_7858380_6569184_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(final de tarde e Gabizinho de pé sozinho no cercadinho!!! 04/09/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptuFb8Tc-N0/TnjKCWC6K_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/TZ9OIF1hk3I/s1600/312807_267066093314744_100000340667910_833736_1642378246_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptuFb8Tc-N0/TnjKCWC6K_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/TZ9OIF1hk3I/s320/312807_267066093314744_100000340667910_833736_1642378246_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(quem tem amigos, tem tudo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;parte da trupe q tanto amo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;18/09/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zdNMz59ekPo/TnjKTSkkSUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Y5tRvDx-rEo/s1600/319272_267065619981458_100000340667910_833726_1400246287_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zdNMz59ekPo/TnjKTSkkSUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Y5tRvDx-rEo/s320/319272_267065619981458_100000340667910_833726_1400246287_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Gi, Luiza e amiguinhas - CRIANÇAS FELIZES = não tem preço!!! 18/09/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿Por hj... é só!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wtz4-9MNnig/TnjFy93DUHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8jR6HZCspek/s72-c/Foto0931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3653267755483256238</id><published>2011-08-04T12:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T12:07:40.667-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>A fantasia TEM que existir!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu já havia comentado&lt;a href="http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/10/vinculo.html"&gt; aqui &lt;/a&gt;que o Gi adorava ler Harry Potter e nessa explosão sobre o último filme... sim, o último... Li mtas coisas sobre o querido bruxinho!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Até que li no blog da querida &lt;a href="http://entreinosenta.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lola - Entrei nos enta&lt;/a&gt;, que o fofo &lt;a href="http://entreinosenta.blogspot.com/2011/07/harry-potter-acabou-mas-fantasia-nao.html"&gt;Thiago, filho dela, estava confeccionando réplicas das varinhas dos personagens&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não hesitei e logo comprei a que o Gi queria, a varinha que tem mais poder, do Dumbledore...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ontem chegou em casa, via sedex, no nome do Gi...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A noite, qdo cheguei do trabalho, estava ele lá, todo sorridente, ansioso e mostrando tudo da varinha, todos detalhes (por que realmente é um trabalho artesanal, de muito bom gosto e precisão!)... mas ele também ficou ENCANTADO com o que veio junto... UMA CARTA aos cuidados do CARO SIR. Giovani Gratti!!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então amigas e amigos, quem também são fãs do bruxinho mais querido do mundo, rs, passa lá no blog da Lola e peça uma varinha pro fofo do Thiago!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu recomendo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PORQUE SER CRIANÇA É PODER BRINCAR, IMAGINAR, SONHAR E TER A INOCÊNCIA DE QUE TUDO É POSSÍVEL, INCLUSIVE FAZER MÁGICA PRA SALVAR O MUNDO OU UMA CONTA DE MATEMÁTICA...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NÃO DEVEMOS SER HIPÓCRITAS E ESQUECER DE QUANDO NÓS, HOJE ADULTOS, BRINCAMOS DE SUPER-HERÓIS, MANDÁVAMOS CARTAS PRA PAPAI NOEL, DEIXÁVAMOS GRAMINHA PRO COELHINHO DA PÁSCOA...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;É SAUDÁVEL BRINCAR, IMAGINAR, FANTASIAR, SER CRIANÇA E SER FELIZ!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah, detalhe... agora tenho que chamar meu lindo de Caro SIR... ele achou chique rsrsrsrs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OBRIGADA LOLA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OBRIGADA THIAGO!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bj&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;abaixo... fotinhas de ontem!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkan-bqBlrA/Tjq0GMk40EI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0dQ2pv8Dpkc/s1600/Foto0927+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkan-bqBlrA/Tjq0GMk40EI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0dQ2pv8Dpkc/s320/Foto0927+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(bom, esse sorriso diz tudo, num diz?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2loFJPHNuk/Tjq0LSqKKfI/AAAAAAAAAYw/PziujQVZI1I/s1600/Foto0929+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2loFJPHNuk/Tjq0LSqKKfI/AAAAAAAAAYw/PziujQVZI1I/s320/Foto0929+1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(detalhes da cartinha... fofo!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3653267755483256238?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3653267755483256238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3653267755483256238' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3653267755483256238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3653267755483256238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/08/fantasia-tem-que-existir.html' title='A fantasia TEM que existir!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkan-bqBlrA/Tjq0GMk40EI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0dQ2pv8Dpkc/s72-c/Foto0927+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-5296171719842067101</id><published>2011-08-02T13:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T13:42:33.896-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>Gi... e suas pérolas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faz tempo que queria postar algumas ‘pérolas do Gi’ então fui registrando e hoje deu certo!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;01&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gi é super esquecido, perde as coisas e cobro mto dele mais responsabilidade,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ficamos mais de um ano guardando dinheiro pra comprar JUNTOS o tão sonhado 3DS dele,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Até que dias atrás ele ‘perdeu’ a canetinha (tem outro nome q não sei) do touch...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só que quem me contou foi minha mãe, não ele, claro!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E qdo comentei com ele que estava sabendo foi bem próximo do horário do almoço,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minha mãe foi servir a comida pra ele, e escutou:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;_ É vó, vou ter q comer bem msm, pra não morrer com forme, pq hoje minha mãe me mata!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(dramático? Não... rsrs)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2JRBqYoEbE/TjgmUWMh4DI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9W9X69GS-Ss/s1600/5972318790_2a00953043_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2JRBqYoEbE/TjgmUWMh4DI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9W9X69GS-Ss/s320/5972318790_2a00953043_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Gi na Pizzada 2011 do Niver do Tio Carlinhos 23/07/2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;02&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eis que chego em casa e pra variar ele não tomou banho ainda,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ai peço, com todo amor do mundo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pra ele ir JÁ pro banho e colocar chinelo (coisa q tb não faz!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E escuto:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Pois não, Dona Norma!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olho pra ele e pergunto: pq Dona Norma?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah Mãe, pq vc é mandona q nem ela!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(mereço??? E nem sabia q a anteninha prestava atenção qdo EU assistia novela rsrs)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EIO3-1FuVyw/TjgmrATBpVI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lz46q0SuXM0/s1600/0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EIO3-1FuVyw/TjgmrATBpVI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lz46q0SuXM0/s320/0001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(foto também da Pizzada)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;03 – A melhor...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Domingo passado (31/08) eu fiquei sozinha em casa, minha mãe viajou pra Divinilândia, pra ver os irmãos, e Gi foi pra casa do pai... Eu aproveitei e fui curtir um churrasco na casa de uma amiga queria Rivi com a amiga querida Josi e Gabizinho, claro!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A noite, qdo todos chegamos em casa,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estava contando onde fui e como passei o dia...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E escuto:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ahhhhh mãe, estou você espera eu sair pra ir pra rua?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu começo a rir mto!!! E ele continua:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- AI VÓ, &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;MINHA MÃE ACHA Q TEM VIDA PRÓPRIA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Devia ter me ligado...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Na próxima vez pede autorização tá?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nisso eu já estava rolando de rir, aliás, gargalhar!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Vida própria? Quem? Onde? Depois que se tem filhos, isso não existe mais rsrsrs mas Gi não precisa saber disso ainda... rsrsrs)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fok5bfW_DOk/Tjgm8J2GZNI/AAAAAAAAAYk/kHwTXuA9BIw/s1600/5971759883_a306d526da_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fok5bfW_DOk/Tjgm8J2GZNI/AAAAAAAAAYk/kHwTXuA9BIw/s320/5971759883_a306d526da_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Eu e os homens da minha vida!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E pra fechar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dias desses escuto ele cantarolando uma música...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Achei ‘interessante’ a letra, quis saber de onde veio...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ai ele me pediu pra procurar no youtube o vídeo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TaÍ pra vocês tb...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E deu saudade da MINHA JUVENTUDE!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ngcDBn1ckwA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E por hoje é só!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bj&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R65OvIS0tG0/TjgnxHzSIsI/AAAAAAAAAYo/n74_yhHr91A/s1600/181787_107427129336288_100002070054129_74946_7169118_n.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R65OvIS0tG0/TjgnxHzSIsI/AAAAAAAAAYo/n74_yhHr91A/s320/181787_107427129336288_100002070054129_74946_7169118_n.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(foto do niver dele desse ano... 26/02/2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;AMO MAIS QUE DEMAIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-5296171719842067101?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/5296171719842067101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=5296171719842067101' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5296171719842067101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5296171719842067101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/08/gi-e-suas-perolas.html' title='Gi... e suas pérolas!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2JRBqYoEbE/TjgmUWMh4DI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9W9X69GS-Ss/s72-c/5972318790_2a00953043_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-7865718781412203254</id><published>2011-07-19T15:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:19:01.819-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu sigo'/><title type='text'>Espaço Chá de Bebê</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faz muito tempo que comecei este post e deixava como rascunho...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Atualizava uma coisa aqui, outra ali, relembrava...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E depois de tanto tempo chegou a hora de agradecer, recomendar e contar pra todos minha história com o &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espacochadebebe.com.br/"&gt;ESPAÇO CHÁ DE BEBÊ Campinas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você já ouviu falar???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então eu te apresento!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZuYqXnB5oA/TiXOD-jNmdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/_TbdAAdpJ1Q/s1600/ch%25C3%25A1+de+beb%25C3%25AA+campinas.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZuYqXnB5oA/TiXOD-jNmdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/_TbdAAdpJ1Q/s320/ch%25C3%25A1+de+beb%25C3%25AA+campinas.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.espacochadebebe.com.br/"&gt;www.espaçochadebebe.com.br&lt;/a&gt; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não me recordo ao certo como foi que encontrei primeiro o site e me cadastrei, um tempo depois a querida Thais me ligou, conversamos bastante, eu como uma assumida tagarela, tentei resumir a minha história e minha necessidade de ajuda!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas ainda estava bem confusa, a gravidez veio de uma forma totalmente inesperada, numa situação que não queria repetir, e ‘invadindo’ meu mundo que até então, era só meu e do Gi!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Falamos mais algumas vezes até que fui lá conhecer o espaço, a Thais, que é psicóloga e a Lívia, que é doula, me recepcionaram!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFV-p76qZu4/TiXONdwEqaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Yfxq-8TBXi8/s1600/ch%25C3%25A1+de+beb%25C3%25AA+campinas+thais+castro.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFV-p76qZu4/TiXONdwEqaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Yfxq-8TBXi8/s200/ch%25C3%25A1+de+beb%25C3%25AA+campinas+thais+castro.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Thaís Castro - psicóloga &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BR4BhEVrpII/TiXOUJYr7qI/AAAAAAAAAYU/84PV9QvIAUE/s1600/ch%25C3%25A1+de+beb%25C3%25AA+campinas+livia+benneti.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BR4BhEVrpII/TiXOUJYr7qI/AAAAAAAAAYU/84PV9QvIAUE/s200/ch%25C3%25A1+de+beb%25C3%25AA+campinas+livia+benneti.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lívia Benneti - doula&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aliás, aquilo não foi recepção! Foi acolhimento! Isso mesmo! E com o coração, a amizade, a paciência e a dedicação!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elas entendem o que fazem...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Souberam me tranqüilizar, me fazer refletir, a aceitar tudo que houve e o que estava por vir!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elas, mais a minha mãe, foram fundamentais pra mim!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quantas tardes chorei, relembrei, desabafei e questionei o que não havia resposta... E sempre tive uma palavra, um abraço, um ótimo papo e muito carinho, comigo e com Gabizinho, que sempre ia embora pulando (literalmente) de alegria e conforto ainda dentro da minha barriga!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tive poucos encontros com as meninas, queria ter começado do começo, rs, mas foi tudo intenso e valeu muito a pena!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q93uf3PijTQ/TiXOn60GSYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CW41V0buZxE/s1600/ch%25C3%25A1+de+beb%25C3%25AA+campinas+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q93uf3PijTQ/TiXOn60GSYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CW41V0buZxE/s320/ch%25C3%25A1+de+beb%25C3%25AA+campinas+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;'MEU' cantinho acolhedor do Espaço Chá de Bebê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E é isso que o ESPAÇO CHÁ DE BEBÊ faz, te acolhe, te ajuda, te conforta e te prepara pro parto, você já sendo mãe ou se preparando pela primeira vez, elas te servem! Porque uma gestação é sempre diferente da outra... A minha foi bem diferente (e igual, mas isso é pra outro post rs)!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então se você pensa em engravidar, soube que está grávida hoje, já está na 36ª semana, não importa!!! A ajuda sempre é bem-vinda!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E se você ter o bebê, o vínculo com esse espaço não se quebra, tem encontros de bebês também!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Portanto, esse post é pra AGRADECER eternamente a ajuda que tive e pra divulgar pra você e te convidar pra dar uma passada lá no &lt;a href="http://www.espacochadebebe.com.br/grupo-gestantes.html"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;, se cadastrar, clicar no &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/pages/Espa%C3%A7o-Ch%C3%A1-de-Beb%C3%AA"&gt;‘curtir’ do facebook&lt;/a&gt;, seguir no &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/espacochadebebe"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; e estar sempre acompanhando as novidades!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OBRIGADA THAÍS!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OBRIGADA LÍVIA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OBRIGADA ESPAÇO CHÁ DE BEBÊ!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;com muito carinho sempre&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;* &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fotos do facebook do Espaço Chá de Bebê - devidamente autorizadas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-7865718781412203254?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/7865718781412203254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=7865718781412203254' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7865718781412203254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7865718781412203254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/07/espaco-cha-de-bebe.html' title='Espaço Chá de Bebê'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZuYqXnB5oA/TiXOD-jNmdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/_TbdAAdpJ1Q/s72-c/ch%25C3%25A1+de+beb%25C3%25AA+campinas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-392068555881616700</id><published>2011-07-14T14:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T14:54:35.391-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>6 meses de um novo AMOR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje quero falar q Gabizinho faz 6 meses!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6 meses de um novo amor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gabi veio pra somar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Independente&amp;nbsp; das circunstâncias e de toda confusão que veio junto com uma gravidez inesperada (porém muito desejada), independente de qualquer ‘pré-conceito’ ou julgamento, valeu e vale muito a pena ser MÃE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ser mãe de dois então... é alegria, amor, cumplicidade, emoções, tudo em dobro!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aproveito pra falar hoje, e faz tempo q ensaio falar sobre isso, de um livro q meu ajudou mto, mas mto a entender, aliás, a aceitar o pq de tudo o q estava acontecendo e o pq daquela maneira... O livro se chama ‘A Alma Dos Nossos Filhos’ de Saundra Cortese.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É um livro espiritualista.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xf-r4ROSl2w/Th8ls3gq-kI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kU4WP-UTMuo/s1600/CAPA+a%252Balma%252Bdos%252Bnossos%252Bfilhos%252Bsaundra%252Bcortese.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xf-r4ROSl2w/Th8ls3gq-kI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kU4WP-UTMuo/s200/CAPA+a%252Balma%252Bdos%252Bnossos%252Bfilhos%252Bsaundra%252Bcortese.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que mais me chamou atenção nesse livro e fez eu olhar tudo de uma outra maneira, foi q ele diz q não somos nós q escolhemos ser mães, mas sim o filho q nos escolhe... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abaixo vou colocar alguns, só alguns trechos...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;“A alma que se encontra na forma física não escolhe as circunstâncias em que aprenderá as lições desta vida, mas o indivíduo escolhe como lidará com elas.”&lt;/span&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;”A alma que é livre não precisa ter pressa. Ela não conhece o tempo como nós o conhecemos. Ela não sabe o que são horários ou prazos e por isso espera – anos, décadas, até séculos – antes de escolher um homem e uma mulher para conceber um corpo no qual ela possa empreender sua nova jornada na Terra.”&lt;/span&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;”A alma escolhe a mãe e o pai para conceber seu corpo físico, mas ela também os escolhe para que sejam seus mestre e guardiães.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;”Essas almas são as que se tornam irmãos, amigos ou companheiros excelentes. E, o que é mais importante, tornam-se pais afetuosos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;”Criar um filho sozinho costuma ser uma opção espiritual – uma parceria escolhida pela sua alma e pela alma da criança. Uma nova alma escolhe uma determinada pessoa para ser ao mesmo tempo seu pai e sua mãe, com o propósito de aprender determinadas lições na vida, assim como você optou por criá-la sem a ajuda de um parceiro, também para aprender determinadas lições na vida. Você tem que ter sempre em mente o fato de que tudo foi uma questão de escolha."&lt;/span&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;”Quando você é mãe solteira, seu foco de atenção deixa de ser você mesmo e se amplia, para incluir uma outra alma.”&lt;/span&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;”De certa forma, criar um filho sozinho é, na verdade, como ser pai e mãe ao mesmo tempo: exige que nos dediquemos a ele o tempo todo. As recompensas, no entanto, também são constantes.”&lt;/span&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;”O otimismo que sentiu quando decidiu por uma criança no mundo deve permancer no seu coração pra sempre.”&lt;/b&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;”Deus está sempre conosco, e nós podemos perceber a presença dELe. Se você cria seus filhos sozinha ou com o parceiro, se você pensa em ter um bebe algum dia ou já está formando uma família, lembre-se de que você e seus filhos sempre serão parceiros.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E tudo isso, mais o amor que eu já sentia, faz com que hoje eu tenha a plena certeza de que tudo acontece no momento certo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rDxpUm4bcAE/Th8ojiT8Q9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/mX73n8qOIuo/s1600/Foto0752.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rDxpUm4bcAE/Th8ojiT8Q9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/mX73n8qOIuo/s320/Foto0752.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(Gabi e Gi, rsrs, em 13/01/2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_4UWn91yJc/Th8mKGzzakI/AAAAAAAAAXo/-L8X7XgF_xM/s1600/60.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_4UWn91yJc/Th8mKGzzakI/AAAAAAAAAXo/-L8X7XgF_xM/s320/60.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Gabi quando nasceu, 14/01/2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skNKOAt_oHU/Th8o3t_WmHI/AAAAAAAAAYE/8cB0w639W8g/s1600/Foto0771.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skNKOAt_oHU/Th8o3t_WmHI/AAAAAAAAAYE/8cB0w639W8g/s320/Foto0771.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(uma das primeiras mamadas!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_c5Ics_ZbCU/Th8pAeQ_zEI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Cw4tu7szrSA/s1600/16012011+saindo+maternidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_c5Ics_ZbCU/Th8pAeQ_zEI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Cw4tu7szrSA/s320/16012011+saindo+maternidade.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(saindo da maternidade em 16/01/2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsl5m2DNYMU/Th8mgoi6jxI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gb3-9rEZbHs/s1600/SAM_0694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsl5m2DNYMU/Th8mgoi6jxI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gb3-9rEZbHs/s320/SAM_0694.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(meus amores! 24/04/2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oTbCx_rnUHA/Th8nNzXDkFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2w_tfzBArF8/s1600/SAM_0823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oTbCx_rnUHA/Th8nNzXDkFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2w_tfzBArF8/s320/SAM_0823.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(fazendo 5 meses!!! 14/06/2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kHlASvW0nRU/Th8nXQQqdnI/AAAAAAAAAX0/yxWb04QEsI8/s1600/SAM_0825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kHlASvW0nRU/Th8nXQQqdnI/AAAAAAAAAX0/yxWb04QEsI8/s320/SAM_0825.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(meu primeiro amor... 14/06/2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGSG8WrwAtI/Th8nj9fRquI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BejbAuM0maE/s1600/SAM_0867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGSG8WrwAtI/Th8nj9fRquI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BejbAuM0maE/s320/SAM_0867.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(maravilhado com o pianinho q foi do Gi - 18/06/2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kGBvsupS-q4/Th8nyaDgl7I/AAAAAAAAAX8/8P--GUlIHB8/s1600/SAM_0897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kGBvsupS-q4/Th8nyaDgl7I/AAAAAAAAAX8/8P--GUlIHB8/s320/SAM_0897.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(brincando na casa da tia Su em 19/06/2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giovani e Gabriel,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;a mamãe AMA vocês mais que demais!!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amo tanto que até dói!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amo pra sempre!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-392068555881616700?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/392068555881616700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=392068555881616700' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/392068555881616700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/392068555881616700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/07/6-meses-de-um-novo-amor.html' title='6 meses de um novo AMOR!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xf-r4ROSl2w/Th8ls3gq-kI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kU4WP-UTMuo/s72-c/CAPA+a%252Balma%252Bdos%252Bnossos%252Bfilhos%252Bsaundra%252Bcortese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-6226370153337833999</id><published>2011-07-07T12:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:28:06.825-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Dormir?!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;q cantinho mais abandonado! empoeirado!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;q feio, Lilian!!!! rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;realmente, a vida tá corrida!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;além do trabalho, o Gabi pequeno, Giovani crescendo, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me sinto cansada, muito mesmo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gabi tá numa fase difícil, rs, não dorme, 'pica' a noite toda,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;não é chorão, só acorda, quer conversar, cantar, sorri à toa que é uma benção!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Confesso que às vezes, quando o cansaço consome, reclamo muito,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;penso nas possibilidades de dar um cházinho, um calmantinho, pra poder deitar e dormir 8, 10, 12 horas seguidas!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Algumas amigas me falaram de remedinhos também, e claro, fui pesquisar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas no fundo não tenho coragem de dar nada pra ele dormir...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E nessas pesquisas, achei um texto lindo, que me alegrou: ESSA FASE PASSA, só preciso de paciência!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(copio no final!!!) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acho que também é um pouco de trauma!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Gi me deu muito trabalho quando bebê, foi dormir umas 4 horas seguidas depois de dois, eu disse DOIS anos de idade... Não dormia nem de dia, nem de noite, nem nunca! Só cochilava, 30, 40 minutos... Foi muito cansativo, pra mim, pra minha mãe e creio que principalmente, pra ele... Tadico!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Também, semana passada, conversei com a pediatra, e claro, sem chance de remédios ou qualquer coisa do tipo... E eu pensei: eu já sabia!!! rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ela me elogiou muito, Gabi tá pesando 9 kg, está enorme, esperto, saudável, lindo de viver!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que mais eu preciso, meu Deus???!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se tenho saúde, tenho tudo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Principalmente quando sei de filhos de amigas blogueiras, que estão lutando pra viver, pra sobreviver e tem força, fé, ânimo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nessas horas, realmente, me envergonho, porque vejo que sou fraca e pequena,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas também sei aprender com tudo isso...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E agradeço!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abaixo fotinhas dos meus lindos e o texto...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bj&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhbBiarjtZU/ThXN7WxX6aI/AAAAAAAAAXU/TBJcLRmXwcE/s1600/100_1082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhbBiarjtZU/ThXN7WxX6aI/AAAAAAAAAXU/TBJcLRmXwcE/s320/100_1082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Gabi no colo do avô, dia 18/06/2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;com 5 meses e 4 dias!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCKfCbUaPXg/ThXOWS9qPLI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GA141jMWl2k/s1600/DSC05249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCKfCbUaPXg/ThXOWS9qPLI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GA141jMWl2k/s320/DSC05249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Gi e a amiga Mel, dia 18/06/2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;primeira vez no Hopi Hari!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w7edQSJ5gi0/ThXO855YIYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/KGhF4tHTVno/s1600/montagem+4+turma+monica.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w7edQSJ5gi0/ThXO855YIYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/KGhF4tHTVno/s400/montagem+4+turma+monica.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;G² - meus amores! e a Turma da Mônica, que adoro!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HS0q2RzQGAE/ThXPoE46F3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/MGd9zDUf3Xk/s1600/dormir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HS0q2RzQGAE/ThXPoE46F3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/MGd9zDUf3Xk/s320/dormir.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(essa sou eu no trabalho!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;hahaha mentira!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;é imagem do google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;mas poderia ser eu, quando pequena, claro!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;PACIÊNCIA, MAMÃE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;E VÊ SE ESQUECE AQUELA IDÉIA DE MURICALM, REMÉDIO PARA DORMIR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;JÁ VOU AVISAR QUE NÃO VAI ADIANTAR FICAR ME DROGANDO E PODEMOS COMPLICAR AINDA MAIS AS COISAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ACORDO PORQUE AO MOVIMENTAR-ME NA CAMA, TOMO CONSCIÊNCIA DE MEU CORPO E PERCEBO QUE ESTOU SÓ NO QUARTO COM AQUELA LUZINHA MINGUADINHA, AS SOMBRAS TODAS SÃO ASSUSTADORAS, O SILÊNCIO DA NOITE ME CONSOME, NÃO FAÇO A MENOR IDÉIA DE ONDE ESTÃO AS PESSOAS E A LUZ DO SOL E ENTÃO BOTO A BOCA NO TROMBONE E VOCÊ VEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;QUANDO VOCÊ CHEGA SONADA E CALMA, ME ABRAÇA DEVAGARINHO, DURMO NUM INSTANTE E VOCÊ VOLTA PARA SUA CAMA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;MAS QUANDO VOCÊ VEM TENSA, COM VONTADE DE NÃO VIR, PENSANDO EM MAMADEIRAS E TRANQUILIZANTES, SOLUÇÕES MÁGICAS E URGENTES, PARA EU LITERALMENTE LARGAR DO SEU PÉ NAS MADRUGADAS, AÍ A COISA ENROLA. EU SINTO VOCÊ, NÃO SOU LÁ GRANDE PENSADOR, EMBORA JÁ TENHA UM RACIOCÍNIO RAZOÁVEL, MAS PERCEBO VOCÊ COMO NINGUÉM, LEIO A EXPRESSÃO DO SEU ROSTO, SEI DIREITINHO QUANDO SEUS OLHOS TEIMAM EM NÃO ME FITAR E AÍ ENTRO EM DESESPERO, VOCÊ FICA PARECENDO UMA MAMÃE MONSTRA E NÃO A MINHA AMADA MÃE. DIANTE DESSE QUADRO, REAJO IMEDIATAMENTE E SOU CAPAZ DE TRANSFORMAR UM DESPERTAR BÁSICO NA MADRUGADA, NUM BAILÃO DO ZÉ BOLÃO. SOSSEGA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;MÃE, EU VOU DORMIR, VOU SURPREENDÊ-LA, MAS PARA ISSO PRECISO DE UM POUCO DE ESPAÇO PARA ESSE MEU TEMPO INTERNO. NÃO ESTOU DOENTE, SOU UM BEBÊ FELIZ, QUE COME BEM, SE DESENVOLVE BEM, TENHO UM BOM PESO, BOM TAMANHO, SÓ NÃO PROCESSEI AINDA ESSA HISTÓRIA DE FICAR SOZINHO DORMINDO A NOITE INTEIRA, MAS CHEGO LÁ. LOGO EU VOU COMEÇAR A ANDAR, GASTAR MAIS ENERGIA, FICAR MAIS CANSADO E ENTÃO UMA BELA NOITE VOU ADORMECER E SÓ ACORDAR DE MANHÃ. VOCÊ VERÁ QUE NEM CHORAR MAIS EU VOU, PROVAVELMENTE SENTAREI NA CAMA PARA BRINCAR, PASSAREI A CHAMÁ-LA EM VEZ DE CHORAR E GARANTO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;MUITOS ANOS PASSARÃO EM SUA VIDA E VOCÊ SENTIRÁ SAUDADE DOS MEUS TEMPOS DE BEBÊ, DIRÁ PARA OUTRAS MÃES QUE ESSAS MADRUGADAS – QUANDO NÃO SE SABEM SE ESTÃO INDO OU VINDO DOS QUARTOS DE SEUS BEBÊS -, SÃO NOITES MÁGICAS DE APRENDIZADO, SUPERAÇÃO, VÍNCULOS QUE MUDAM DE FORMATO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;NADA É PARA SEMPRE, MAMÃE, TUDO PASSA, TUDO MUDA DIA APÓS DIA, NOITE APÓS NOITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Trecho do livro “Bebês de mamães mais que perfeitas” – &amp;nbsp;Claúdia Rodrigues)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-6226370153337833999?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/6226370153337833999/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=6226370153337833999' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6226370153337833999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6226370153337833999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/07/dormir.html' title='Dormir?!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhbBiarjtZU/ThXN7WxX6aI/AAAAAAAAAXU/TBJcLRmXwcE/s72-c/100_1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-6380918831594672383</id><published>2011-06-08T12:11:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T12:35:02.685-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>Ah... A amizade!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu já falei de amizade &lt;a href="http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2009/08/obrigada.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;, vcs lembram?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e hoje quero falar DE NOVO, rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;já falei q sou abençoada pelas amizades que tenho, não vivo sem minhas amigas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; e como tb já disse &lt;a href="http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/12/cha-de-fraldas-do-gabriel.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;quem tem saúde, família e amigos, não precisa de mais nada&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e é o que sinto, o que penso, o que tenho certeza!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu tenho muitas amigas que amo de paixão,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas tenho tb um grupinho que sempre se reune, e sempre é uma festa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dia 28 passado, num sábado frio, nos reunimos mais uma vez,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e pra minha surpresa a Lu fez uma lembrança pra nós!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;um vídeo com músicas lindas e fotos de toda época,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que depois a Silvinha postou no youtube!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sinceramente, desejo pros meus filhos que tenham amigos como eu tenho,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pra uma vida toda,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;podendo contar na alegria e na tristeza, na saúde e na doença,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;amando e respeitando, hehehe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bom, fica aqui, mais essa homenagem, à essas meninas que eu não sei viver sem!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDMkIbP3tCU/Te-OIXXHlpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/gXuKomJA-tc/s1600/AMIGAS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDMkIbP3tCU/Te-OIXXHlpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/gXuKomJA-tc/s400/AMIGAS.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Val, eu, minha irmã e amiga Su, Silvia, Silvinha, Lu, Josi e Clau&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Amigas Eternas"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;foto do dia 28/05/2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;em mais uma 'Noite do Cachorro-Quente'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;1.000º encontro (segundo a Lu, claro)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e tb comemorando o niver da Silvinha! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/Haj2_CL-8dE/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Haj2_CL-8dE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Haj2_CL-8dE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Nosso vídeo - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Haj2_CL-8dE&amp;amp;feature=share"&gt;Amigas eternas&lt;/a&gt; !!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-6380918831594672383?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/6380918831594672383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=6380918831594672383' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6380918831594672383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6380918831594672383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/06/ah-amizade.html' title='Ah... A amizade!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDMkIbP3tCU/Te-OIXXHlpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/gXuKomJA-tc/s72-c/AMIGAS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-7372704204973994236</id><published>2011-05-27T13:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:49:36.477-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>Curso intensivo!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Filho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; é um ser que nos emprestaram para um curso intensivo de como amar alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; além de nós mesmos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; de como mudar nossos piores defeitos para darmos os melhores exemplos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; e de aprendermos a ter coragem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; Isto mesmo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Ser pai ou mãe é o maior ato de coragem que alguém pode ter,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;porque é se expor a todo tipo de dor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;principalmente da incerteza de estar agindo corretamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; e do medo de perder algo tão amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Perder? &amp;nbsp;Como? Não é nosso, recordam-se?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Foi apenas um empréstimo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Só resta a nós, mães e pais,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;rezar e aproveitar todos os momentos possíveis ao lado das nossas ‘crias’,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;que mesmo sendo ‘emprestadas’&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;são a maior parte de nós !!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Autor Desconhecido &lt;strike&gt;José Saramago&lt;/strike&gt; (*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZyXw6HEgGs/Td_WjVjwaPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/mm0DN5RcTCE/s1600/eu+02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZyXw6HEgGs/Td_WjVjwaPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/mm0DN5RcTCE/s320/eu+02.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #274e13;"&gt;(eu e Gi em 26/02/2011 - niver de 9 anos!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QMGsQjUfm8M/Td_Wv0IV-NI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JUjvNXcVpWo/s1600/eu+01+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QMGsQjUfm8M/Td_Wv0IV-NI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JUjvNXcVpWo/s320/eu+01+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #274e13;"&gt;(eu e Gabizinho em 26/02/2011 - ele tinha 1 mês e 12 dias!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--1ZbMC9gPKE/Td_W-ns4QZI/AAAAAAAAAXM/mlSqp2nVGJM/s1600/SAM_0669+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--1ZbMC9gPKE/Td_W-ns4QZI/AAAAAAAAAXM/mlSqp2nVGJM/s320/SAM_0669+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(eu e meus dois amores! em abril/2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;duplo "curso intensivo"!!! AMO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abaixo o texto inteiro &lt;strike&gt;do Saramago&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ou pelo menos achei q fosse!!! pois foi assim q recebi e também procurei no google!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boa leitura&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e bom fds!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bj&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;“Devemos criar os filhos para o mundo. Torná-los autônomos, libertos, até&amp;nbsp; de nossas ordens. A partir de certa idade, só valem conselhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;Especialistas ensinaram-nos a acreditar que só esta postura torna adulto aquele bebê que um dia levamos na barriga. E a maioria de nós pais acredita e tenta fazer isso. O que não nos impede de sofrer quando fazem escolhas diferentes daquelas que gostaríamos ou quando eles próprios sofrem pelas escolhas que recomendamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;Então, filho é um ser que nos emprestaram para um curso intensivo de como amar alguém além de nós mesmos, de como mudar nossos piores defeitos para darmos os melhores exemplos e de aprendermos a ter coragem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;Isto mesmo! Ser pai ou mãe é o maior ato de coragem que alguém pode ter, porque é se expor a todo tipo de dor, principalmente da incerteza de estar agindo corretamente e do medo de perder algo tão amado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;Perder? Como? Não é nosso, recordam-se? Foi apenas um empréstimo! Então, de quem são nossos filhos? Eu acredito que são de Deus, mas com respeito aos ateus digamos que são deles próprios, donos de suas vidas, porém, um tempo precisaram ser dependentes dos pais para crescerem, biológica, sociológica, psicológica e emocionalmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;E o meu sentimento, a minha dedicação, o meu investimento? Não deveriam retornar em sorrisos, orgulho, netos e amparo na velhice? Pensar assim é entender os filhos como nossos e eles, não se esqueçam, são do mundo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;Volto para casa ao fim do plantão, início de férias, mais tempo para os fllhos, olho meus pequenos pimpolhos e penso como seria bom se não fossem apenas empréstimo! Mas é. Eles são do mundo. O problema é que meu coração já é deles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;Santo anjo do Senhor…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;É a mais concreta realidade. Só resta a nós, mães e pais, rezar e aproveitar todos os momentos possíveis ao lado das nossas ‘crias’, que mesmo sendo ‘emprestadas’ são a maior parte de nós !!! “&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"&gt;Autor Desconhecido &lt;strike&gt;José Saramago&lt;/strike&gt; (*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;recebi um comentário (anônimo...) dizendo q esse texto não é do Saramago:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este texto não é do Saramago, é de autor desconhecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eis aqui um esclarecimento dado por uma funcionária do Instituto José Saramago: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos  sido questionados com frequência acerca deste assunto, e o que podemos  esclarecer é que não reconhecemos o texto que circula na web como sendo  da autoria de José Saramago, supondo nós tratar-se de mais uma falsa  atribuição de autoria, como tantas outras impossíveis de impedir de  circular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cordialmente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita Pais&lt;br /&gt;Fundação José&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiba mais aqui: http://www.marianaclement.com/2011/06/filhos-sao-do-mundo.html &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Portanto estou alterando o post,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e se alguém souber a autoria do texto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;me avisem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;pq sendo do Saramago ou não,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;eu achei ele lindo!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Obrigada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;22/06/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-7372704204973994236?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/7372704204973994236/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=7372704204973994236' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7372704204973994236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7372704204973994236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/05/curso-intensivo.html' title='Curso intensivo!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZyXw6HEgGs/Td_WjVjwaPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/mm0DN5RcTCE/s72-c/eu+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-699913047043120201</id><published>2011-05-24T15:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T15:51:24.329-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Meus amores!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;então, quando engravidei, me perguntava quase que diariamente se eu iria conseguir amar outro filho como eu amava o Gi!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;confesso que tinha medo de não conseguir!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas depois de muito questionar, muito estresse, muitos receios e medos, muita conversa com gente bacana e depois do parto,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;descobri que eu não teria que dividir meu amor com outro filho,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;porque amor de &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;MÃE, não divide, MULTIPLICA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hoje amo apaixonadamente os dois!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;o Gi cada dia que passa me dá mais forças pra ser uma super mãe, rs, e Gabizinho, ah, aquele olhar que ele me dá quando amamento, não tem explicação!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hoje sei que MÃE AMA INCONDICIONALMENTE QUANTOS FILHOS ELA TIVER!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;abaixo umas fotinhas pra vcs conhecerem meu caçula!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bj&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #274e13;"&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EHqYdVOTys/Tdv8W74v33I/AAAAAAAAAW4/AxizFokD9ug/s1600/montagem+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EHqYdVOTys/Tdv8W74v33I/AAAAAAAAAW4/AxizFokD9ug/s400/montagem+2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Giovani e Gabriel, meuSS filhoSS com muito orgulho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e Gabizinho - com 1 e 2 meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aBV3cIqgm1Q/Tdv8hv9w9DI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lQ1n-rBCjFo/s1600/montagem+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aBV3cIqgm1Q/Tdv8hv9w9DI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lQ1n-rBCjFo/s400/montagem+1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Familia! e Gabizinho com 2 e 3 meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GlvSTWB4Tw/Tdv8tusdU5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/M2DVJA9R1io/s1600/SAM_0761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GlvSTWB4Tw/Tdv8tusdU5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/M2DVJA9R1io/s320/SAM_0761.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Gabriel com quase 4 meses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Obrigada meu Deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-699913047043120201?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/699913047043120201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=699913047043120201' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/699913047043120201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/699913047043120201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/05/meus-amores.html' title='Meus amores!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EHqYdVOTys/Tdv8W74v33I/AAAAAAAAAW4/AxizFokD9ug/s72-c/montagem+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3381859170013147594</id><published>2011-02-18T19:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:57:22.939-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><title type='text'>Nosso book!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Oi queridas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Hoje vim especialmente pra postar algumas fotos que tirei no final da gravidez, entrando no 9º mês!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Espero que gostem... Por que eu adorei rsrsrs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Deu até saudade da barriga!!!! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bjsss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jy0EeAITOj8/TV7qtQaf5dI/AAAAAAAAAW0/i5m5UB2ZPlo/s1600/Li+001+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jy0EeAITOj8/TV7qtQaf5dI/AAAAAAAAAW0/i5m5UB2ZPlo/s320/Li+001+1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWETI-Cf3eU/TV7nl0CSt_I/AAAAAAAAAWk/A0XDPI6B7Lw/s1600/Lilian%252C+Gi+e+Gabriel+%252821%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWETI-Cf3eU/TV7nl0CSt_I/AAAAAAAAAWk/A0XDPI6B7Lw/s320/Lilian%252C+Gi+e+Gabriel+%252821%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhdWeRF2Kfc/TV7nqMwYtgI/AAAAAAAAAWs/euqTX-vNgeg/s1600/Lilian%252C+Gi+e+Gabriel+%252822%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhdWeRF2Kfc/TV7nqMwYtgI/AAAAAAAAAWs/euqTX-vNgeg/s320/Lilian%252C+Gi+e+Gabriel+%252822%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(fotos by Paty Cholakov)&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3381859170013147594?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3381859170013147594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3381859170013147594' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3381859170013147594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3381859170013147594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/02/nosso-book.html' title='Nosso book!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jy0EeAITOj8/TV7qtQaf5dI/AAAAAAAAAW0/i5m5UB2ZPlo/s72-c/Li+001+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-1352863554500830090</id><published>2011-02-09T20:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:16:48.487-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Mais uma vida nas nossas vidas!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Gabriel chegou numa sexta linda, 14/01/2011, às 10h44 pensando 3.590 kg e medindo 49,5 cm!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Lindo! Um meninão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Obrigada Meu Deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TVMQhmcch9I/AAAAAAAAAWg/LlZJ5gHHldc/s1600/DSC09209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TVMQhmcch9I/AAAAAAAAAWg/LlZJ5gHHldc/s320/DSC09209.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(Gabriel com algumas horas de vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E que Deus abençoe!)﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Eu tenho tanta, mas tanta coisa pra postar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;pra contar, desabafar, dividir com vcs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Agora estou melhor da cesárea, me recuperando bem e aprendendo a conhecer o caçula,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;fase dificílima essa que chega a ser desesperadora!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Mas estamos bem, graças à Deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E prometo que logo volto com as novidades e com mais fotinhas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Vcs precisam ver o Gi carregando o Gabi!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ISSO QUE ME DÁ FORÇA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-1352863554500830090?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/1352863554500830090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=1352863554500830090' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1352863554500830090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1352863554500830090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/02/mais-uma-vida-nas-nossas-vidas.html' title='Mais uma vida nas nossas vidas!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TVMQhmcch9I/AAAAAAAAAWg/LlZJ5gHHldc/s72-c/DSC09209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-1452638388455376819</id><published>2011-01-04T17:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T17:51:56.209-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Notícias...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;passando mega rapidamente pra 2 coisas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;AGRADECER imensamente os comentários, o carinho, a preocupação msm q virtualmente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;saibam q penso em cada uma de vcs sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e desejo mto o melhor pra cada uma!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;o Gabi ainda tá no forno,&amp;nbsp;contagem regressiva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;já estou de atestado/licença e o acesso em pc tá complicado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;pq tô bem cansada e ficando mto em casa... de repouso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Volto assim que puder!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;bjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e FELIZ 2011 pra VC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-1452638388455376819?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/1452638388455376819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=1452638388455376819' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1452638388455376819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1452638388455376819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2011/01/noticias.html' title='Notícias...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-6728071919443291280</id><published>2010-12-15T09:43:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:48:09.757-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Chá de Fraldas do Gabriel</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;é certo uma coisa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUEM TEM SAÚDE, FAMÍLIA E AMIGOS NÃO PRECISA DE MAIS NADA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Sábado passado minha irmã organizou um 'Chá de Fraldas' pro Gabi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;foi lindo, ganhamos&amp;nbsp;muitas fraldas, alguns mimos e até presentões!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Gi tá um mega companheirão, nem dá pra explicar, me ajuda, me cuida, enfim, um anjo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Minhas amigas foram praticamente todas, minha família também e eu fiquei muito feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Aproveito aqui pra agradecer a todas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;não só as que foram no chá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;mas as amigas daqui, desse canto, que me mandam comentários, emails, twittadas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Cada uma de vocês não sabem o bem que me fazem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Como me fortalecem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Obrigada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bjão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;PS. Próximo post vou falar de uma pessoa mega especial que tem me ajudado muito em todo esse tempo... e preciso falar como e ainda agradecer!!! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ah, segue algumas fotinhas!!! tem muito mais no orkut! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQimtziwHNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RSaw_MJCuYM/s1600/01+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQimtziwHNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RSaw_MJCuYM/s320/01+1.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(eu e Gi, meu incentivo de vida!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQim3aBo6FI/AAAAAAAAAV8/KEDMKHesecI/s1600/02+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQim3aBo6FI/AAAAAAAAAV8/KEDMKHesecI/s320/02+1.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(eu e minha mãe, a quem devo tudo e mais um pouco!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQim_5zGPSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VxcSXf7M7m8/s1600/03+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQim_5zGPSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VxcSXf7M7m8/s320/03+1.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(eu e minha irmã Su, mais que irmã!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinDqpn86I/AAAAAAAAAWE/iSaMDoNyn58/s1600/04+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinDqpn86I/AAAAAAAAAWE/iSaMDoNyn58/s320/04+1.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(eu, Bia - a caçulinha da casa, meu cunhado Dwine e meu amor Gi)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinH-PcREI/AAAAAAAAAWI/56jpNrcNfr0/s1600/07+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinH-PcREI/AAAAAAAAAWI/56jpNrcNfr0/s320/07+1.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(eu abrindo os mimos q Gabi ganhou!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinK45VlSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/BTcyolq64TQ/s1600/06+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinK45VlSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/BTcyolq64TQ/s320/06+1.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(expondo o mimo!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinSf86MWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-yQlS4aicMk/s1600/08+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinSf86MWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-yQlS4aicMk/s320/08+1.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(sapatico que Gabi ganhou!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinV-qMVmI/AAAAAAAAAWU/nT_BplerJXA/s1600/05+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQinV-qMVmI/AAAAAAAAAWU/nT_BplerJXA/s320/05+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(comparando tamanhos com tio Naine!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lembrando que meu cunhado tem 2 mt de altura!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-6728071919443291280?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/6728071919443291280/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=6728071919443291280' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6728071919443291280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6728071919443291280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/12/cha-de-fraldas-do-gabriel.html' title='Chá de Fraldas do Gabriel'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQimtziwHNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RSaw_MJCuYM/s72-c/01+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-8812796372994158452</id><published>2010-12-09T13:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:27:31.930-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>até logo, Papai Noel..</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- mãe, é você quem sai na noite de Natal&amp;nbsp;pra comprar meu presente&amp;nbsp;que peço pro Papai Noel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;confesso que sabia que esse momento chegaria, mas estremeci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ontem, era o dia, havia chegado o momento!... claro que estávamos na hora de dormir, lado a lado, no nosso papo antes do boa noite, como fazemos todo dia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;tentei de todas as formas não responder a pergunta, mas ele insistia! queria saber, queria entender e principalmente, sabia que eu jamais mentiria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;rodiei o quanto pude e respondi com uma HIstória...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- meu filho, quando a mamãe tinha 8 anos, assim como você tem hoje, nessa época de Natal eu estava fuçando no armário&amp;nbsp;da cozinha, não lembro porque, mas subi numa cadeira e mexi em tudo o que podia (e não podia) até que achei uma caixa, que abri e vi que tinha meu relógio e suas pulseiras coloridas (como as que tem hoje!) e que eu havia pedido numa breve carta pro Papai Noel e entregue pra meu pai postar no correio... não entendi na hora e quentionei meus pais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e eles me explicaram que o Papai Noel existe dentro da gente, que ele existe enquanto a criança acredita nele! mas os presentes, são os pais que compram e deixam na árvore na madrugada do Natal! mas a criança cresce e uma hora tem que saber da 'verdade' e sua hora chegou, meu amor! você está crescendo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;houve uma carinha de espanto, decepção, alegria, até que escutei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- mas mãe, aqueles homens que ficam de Papai Noel nos shoppings escutando um monte de crianças que às vezes são chatas, ficam lá pra nada? coitados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;rs... não contive a risada! mas comentei que sem eles, muitas crianças não acreditariam no Papai Noel e que um precisa do outro, o Papai Noel precisa das crianças pra existir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;então ele me diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- mãe, desculpa por que perguntei, percebi que você não queria falar, mas eu queria saber, fiquei meio triste mas feliz por que você me contou! vamos orar pra eu esquecer que sei da 'verdade'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;deitou do meu lado na cama, acariciou minha barriga, me deu um abraço forrrrrte, e perguntou se poderemos fazer o mesmo com Gabriel e ele ajudar, rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;CLARO que vamos, meu filho, claro que vamos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;enquanto eu puder preservar essa inocência dentro de uma criança, principalmente dos meus filhos, farei o possível!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQDy1-phogI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0VOgJTNo-3E/s1600/Foto0474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQDy1-phogI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0VOgJTNo-3E/s320/Foto0474.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Dezembro de 2009 - Gi com 7 anos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;primeira vez com Papai Noel e eu sabia que também seria a última...)﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gi nunca quis falar com Papai Noel, todos os anos, eu disse TODOS, era eu quem pegava a fila, falava com Papai Noel e Gi ficava longe, só de longe, me vendo pedir o presente pra ele, eu tinha que falar com Papai Noel, apontar o Gi, falar alto o que ele queria e depois do 'ok', podia me despedir do Papai Noel, rsrs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ano passado foi diferente, ele encarou o medo, receio, ou seja lá o que era, e pegou a fila comigo, conversou com Papai Noel e saiu de lá me dizendo: - mãe, estou orgulhoso de mim! rs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Mas ele já tinha 7 anos! Eu sabia que logo acabaria a magia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E também fiquei orgulhosa, por que pelo menos uma vez, ele mesmo falou com Papai Noel!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Época boa! Mico bom!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahhh, como queria isso pra sempre!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bjs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-8812796372994158452?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/8812796372994158452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=8812796372994158452' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8812796372994158452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8812796372994158452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/12/ate-logo-papai-noel.html' title='até logo, Papai Noel..'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TQDy1-phogI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0VOgJTNo-3E/s72-c/Foto0474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-2452433726551885830</id><published>2010-12-03T17:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T17:28:08.658-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Daqui 45 dias...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pela previsão, hoje faltam exatamente 45 dias pro Gabi nascer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A ansiedade tá a mil, e quem me conhece sabe bem o pq!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho fobia de cirurgia, hospital, sangue e nada mas NADA me faz amenizar isso, nem o fato de que vou ganhar outro filho...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Psicológico também andou e anda bem abalado, mas tenho me cuidado e me esforçado MUITO pra ficar bem, por mim, meus filhos, e todos a minha volta... Não tá fácil, mas tô no caminho e pedindo pra Deus me dar fé, que sei que preciso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesses dias sumidas fiz mta coisa, também no trabalho está mto puxado, pq quero deixar td OK pra qdo eu sair de licença, sou assim, gosto de deixar td 'mastigadinho' pra quem for cuidar do que eu cuido hj!! E como ainda (pasmem!) não tenho pc em casa, meu tempo fica limitado pra cuidar desse canto q tanto adoro!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tô postando uma foto pra vcs verem como já estou imensa de enorme rsrs... Tenho me cuidado sim, mas tem hr q não consigo e dou uma exagerada... acho q é esse o resultado de estar tão pontuda na barriga rs Dia 13 tenho outro ultrassom e depois conto o peso e o tamanho q Gabi já está!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por falar em filhos... Gi tá o máximo de companheiro, um grude e eu mais ainda com ele, coitado! Tem hr q me policio pra não sufocar... Tenho tido uma necessidade dele imensa! Esses dias ele foi viajar com o pai, passou quase uma semana fora e bem longe... Fortaleza!!! (que diga-se, é meu sonho de consumo pra conhecer rs)... E fiquei mto feliz dele ter oportunidade de fazer coisas q nunca havia feito, andar de avião, ficar bastante com o pai e madrasta, conhecer Fortaleza, Beach Park... e td mais!!! Gi merece!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom, meu tempo acabou!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espero ter mais daqui pra frente... pq é mta coisa pra contar!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e ótimo fds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TPlDxnKcerI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ledicFwoAsc/s1600/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TPlDxnKcerI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ledicFwoAsc/s320/13.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(minha amiga Lu e eu, dia 24/11 na despedida de solteira dela!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu já entrando no 8º mês!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TPlEDJaMoZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Qv81Zhg4a4Y/s1600/19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TPlEDJaMoZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Qv81Zhg4a4Y/s320/19.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(eu, Lu e Suzana, minha irmã amada!)﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-2452433726551885830?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/2452433726551885830/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=2452433726551885830' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2452433726551885830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2452433726551885830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/12/daqui-45-dias.html' title='Daqui 45 dias...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TPlDxnKcerI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ledicFwoAsc/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-7151173496549194332</id><published>2010-10-28T10:00:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T10:02:19.255-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>Pra ser Sincero!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra ser sincero eu não espero de você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais do que educação,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijo sem paixão,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crime sem castigo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aperto de mãos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apenas* bons amigos&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pra ser sincero eu não espero que você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Minta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Não se sinta capaz de enganar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Quem não engana a si mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Nós dois temos os mesmos defeitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Sabemos tudo a nosso respeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Somos suspeitos de um crime perfeito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Mas crimes perfeitos não deixam suspeitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pra ser sincero eu não espero de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Mais do que educação,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Beijo sem paixão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Crimes sem castigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Aperto de mãos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Apenas*&amp;nbsp;bons amigos&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pra ser sincero não espero que você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Me perdoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Por ter perdido a calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Por ter vendido a alma ao diabo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Um dia desses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Num desses encontros casuais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Talvez a gente se encontre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Talvez a gente encontre explicação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Um dia desses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Num desses encontros casuais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Talvez eu diga, minha amiga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pra ser sincero, prazer em vê-la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Até mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;(Pra ser Sincero - Engenheiros do Hawaii)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;*na letra original a palavra correta é 'Ainda'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TMlhqqmA3_I/AAAAAAAAAVo/wUaLv01ulxk/s1600/girassol-2aaxx-jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TMlhqqmA3_I/AAAAAAAAAVo/wUaLv01ulxk/s200/girassol-2aaxx-jpg.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(foto google)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Hoje post tá confuso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Hoje misturou tudo, carência, medo, preocupação, saudade, mais medo, chateação, agonia, angústia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Deus sabe o quanto tenho me esforçado pra ser forte, mas como eu mesma já me perguntei aqui, em um post: Quanto consigo ser forte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Ainda não sei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Mas tento, e acredito que isso seja o que mais importa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Essa semana comentei no twi que conheci tanta história nova, de pessoas que estão realmente passando por problemas, precisando de muita oração, fé, milagres, que até me envergonhei, não sei se meus problemas são menores ou maiores, mas são meus, mas mesmo assim, comparei... E vi que o bem mais precioso eu tenho: saúde...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E ainda assim, minhas preocupações me consomem, me preocupam, tiram meu sono, me entristecem e me chateiam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E eu não sou assim! Estou assim... Desculpem a franqueza, mas sempre fui muito 'botão ligado no foda-se', mas desaprendi como liga!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Também sei que me falta muita fé... ou toda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Hoje vim cedo pro trabalho e escutei essa música do Engenheiros, viajei numa saudade... Mas doeu!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Hoje tenho consulta com minha obstetra, rotina, e no fundo não quero ir... Estou preocupada demais com meus medos e ninguem entende, ninguem acredita... E isso&amp;nbsp; me deixa mais triste! Não adianta me dar exemplos por que sou diferente de todos exemplos... Entende?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Mas agora, quase dez da manhã, me sinto aliviada, mas por que já chorei muito, de soluçar, trancada no banheiro, afinal, estou em escritório novo, com quase vinte pessoas por perto, não quero que ninguém pergunte nada! Não hoje, não agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Mas a vida é assim, não é? Uma roda-gigante... Um dia lá em cima, um dia lá embaixo, e nos outros subindo ou descendo, mas no nível... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Hoje quis desabafar mais um pouco, nesse canto que tanto me faz bem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Amei cada comentário no post anterior... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Já tenho dois escritos, um sobre Gi e outro sobre Gabi, mas quero sentir tudo que escrevi, de coração, quando postar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E hoje só sinto que estou perdida... Deixa eu me encontrar!!! Prometo que não demora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-7151173496549194332?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/7151173496549194332/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=7151173496549194332' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7151173496549194332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7151173496549194332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='Pra ser Sincero!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TMlhqqmA3_I/AAAAAAAAAVo/wUaLv01ulxk/s72-c/girassol-2aaxx-jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-4762843403636899367</id><published>2010-10-21T11:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:54:27.107-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogagem coletiva'/><title type='text'>Vínculo</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TMA4jHq2WhI/AAAAAAAAAVg/htCzT9x3cS4/s1600/blogagem_mulheremae_vinculo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TMA4jHq2WhI/AAAAAAAAAVg/htCzT9x3cS4/s1600/blogagem_mulheremae_vinculo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Vínculo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Falar sobre meu vínculo com meu filho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Quando soube dessa nova #blogagemcoletiva das queridas Calu e Danuzza do blog &lt;a href="http://redemulheremae.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rede Mulher e Mãe&lt;/a&gt; e soube qual seria o tema, claro que topei participar e veio uma única coisa a minha cabeça: &lt;strong&gt;hora de dormir&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Mas mesmo assim, fiquei pensando e pensando se haveria algo mais forte ou maior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Cheguei a conclusão que há sim, detalhes e momentos - que chamaremos de vínculo - mais fortes e maiores, mas minha hora de dormir com o Giovani é única!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Sempre comentei aqui no blog que conversamos muito e a hora melhor é essa: quando estamos deitados, com a luz apagada, abajourzinho aceso e bem sonolentos (ops, essa sonolência é 90% minha e 10% dele rsrs)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;É quando ele me conta da escola, dos amigos, faz 'n' perguntas sobre 'n' assuntos, pede o que quer, pergunta o que pode ou se não pode, se deixou ou não, também é a hora que mais me diz que me ama, me acaricia, me beija, me abraça, diz o quanto sou linda (filhos!!!) e é quando eu aproveito pra dizer o mesmo e dar um puxãozinho de orelha, explicar o porque não pode fazer o q talvez ele fez de errado no dia, falar o quanto é feio malcriação, elogiar as notas da escola, explicar o quanto eu admiro e me orgulho de ser mãe dele, do jeito que ele é... e por aí vai!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Sempre na nossa hora de dormir!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Um exemplo... sempre que precisamos dormir às 22h, me deito com ele ás 20h30... 21h... porque sei que não ter como a gente não conversar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Há duas noites que falamos sobre o livro que ele começou a ler, por iniciativa própria: Harry Potter!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Contei pra ele a minha (nossa) história com esses&amp;nbsp;livros: quando saiu o primeiro, eu me interessei muito pela estória e ganhei o primeiro livro do pai dele, não me recordo se ainda estava grávida ou Gi era bebê! Li e gostei, depois pedi pro pai dele o segundo, o terceiro e por aí vai (temos até o quinto, se não me engano - depois parei de ganhar e quando Gi ler todos o que temos compro os outros!!!) e dizia que era pro Gi ler quando crescesse! O pai dele sempre ria, dizia que eu queria mesmo os livros pra eu ler... E era também, claro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E meu filho ficou maravilhado com essa história! Feliz com si próprio porque mesmo sem saber que os livros foram 'ganhados' pra ele, se interessou em começar a ler!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Sei que esse vínculo que temos, um dia vai mudar de horário...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Logo ele não vai mais querer dormir no meu quarto, ele vai crescer, vai ter menos tempo pra esse tempo, mas quero que continue pra sempre, seja na hora de dormir, na hora do almoço, do café, num passeio ou num simples momento 'só nosso'!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o mais importante: SERÁ LEMBRADO PRA SEMPRE POR NÓS! Nosso vínculo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TMA7_M5nsJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/C4WQ3b1R6Z4/s1600/Foto0638+_+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TMA7_M5nsJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/C4WQ3b1R6Z4/s320/Foto0638+_+1.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(foto tirada na &lt;strong&gt;nossa hora de dormir&lt;/strong&gt; - ago/2010)&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-4762843403636899367?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/4762843403636899367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=4762843403636899367' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4762843403636899367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4762843403636899367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/10/vinculo.html' title='Vínculo'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TMA4jHq2WhI/AAAAAAAAAVg/htCzT9x3cS4/s72-c/blogagem_mulheremae_vinculo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-4921057168195161959</id><published>2010-10-20T11:00:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T11:09:41.526-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>Gi e Gabi !!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje escutei uma música que já havia escutado, mas nunca havia prestado atenção, sabe? rs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E hoje prestei atenção!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era o Gi falando comigo, mas também fala o nome do meu caçula, Gabriel, rsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Achei o máximo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu Giovani, tem "8 anos" - nome da música - pergunta sempre sobre tudo e todos e o nome que se diz é do meu bb que tá no forno! bacana né?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"MEUS FILHOS" plural, com S no final, diferente, não acostumei! Ainda acho graça falar q terei um caçula... ai ai, vida linda que tenho rsrsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Irmãos "juntados" numa música&amp;nbsp;rsrsrs ADOREI!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;abaixo: fotinha do &lt;strong&gt;futuro próximo&lt;/strong&gt;, mas com a roupinha cheia!!! hehehehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL7kefkQASI/AAAAAAAAAVY/w13XvIf7TvE/s1600/minhaFoto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL7kefkQASI/AAAAAAAAAVY/w13XvIf7TvE/s320/minhaFoto.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Gi e roupinha q Gabriel ganhou&amp;nbsp;da tia Su - set/2010&lt;/span&gt;﻿)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que você é Flamengo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;e meu pai Botafogo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;O que significa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;"impávido colosso"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que os ossos doem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;enquanto a gente dorme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que que os dentes caem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por onde os filhos saem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que os dedos murcham &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;quando estou no banho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que as ruas enchem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;quando está chovendo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Quanto é mil trilhões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;vezes infinito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Quem é Jesus Cristo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Onde estão meus primos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Well, well, well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Gabriel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que o fogo queima?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que a lua é branca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que a Terra roda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que deitar agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que as cobras matam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que o vidro embaça?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que você se pinta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que o tempo passa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que que a gente espirra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que as unhas crescem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que o sangue corre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Por que que a gente morre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Do que é feita a nuvem ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Do que é feita a neve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Como é que se escreve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;reveillòn? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Oito Anos - Adriana Partimpim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ACVnOEoKtE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4921057168195161959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4921057168195161959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/10/gi-e-gabi.html' title='Gi e Gabi !!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL7kefkQASI/AAAAAAAAAVY/w13XvIf7TvE/s72-c/minhaFoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-7731078741378301245</id><published>2010-10-19T10:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T10:48:19.605-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Sorrindo!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preciso mostrar pra vocês!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorrisão reaparecendo rsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entre tantas preocupações, estresses e dúvidas, fiz o que gosto, uma das coisas que mais gosto de fazer: sair pra dançar com amigos!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E como me fez bem!!! rs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dancei, revi amigos, ri muito, vi pessoas lindas, sorri demais e virei a madrugada!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abaixo umas fotinhas que apelidei de 'ensaio da pança na balada' rsrsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2Raxq0fbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/PFt3MFjBZpY/s1600/alibabar+7+_+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2Raxq0fbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/PFt3MFjBZpY/s320/alibabar+7+_+1.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Eu e a pança! Gabriel ﻿na baladinha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2RzViE74I/AAAAAAAAAVA/jn0VpB3U99A/s1600/alibabar+6+_+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2RzViE74I/AAAAAAAAAVA/jn0VpB3U99A/s320/alibabar+6+_+1.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foto: Dança dos 7 Véus!!!﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2R5Ura9ZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/iKyX7vg_kUg/s1600/alibabar+10+_+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2R5Ura9ZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/iKyX7vg_kUg/s320/alibabar+10+_+1.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Katinha - amiga amada e eu, foto 'momento pai' hehehe﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2SG0iuEUI/AAAAAAAAAVM/i7rICOyW4Eo/s1600/alibabar+2+_+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2SG0iuEUI/AAAAAAAAAVM/i7rICOyW4Eo/s320/alibabar+2+_+1.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿Eu com sorrisão que há muito tempo não existia rs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2S-r0FrSI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/YR1d6paMBXk/s1600/alibabar+4+_+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2S-r0FrSI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/YR1d6paMBXk/s320/alibabar+4+_+1.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fazendo pose!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-7731078741378301245?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/7731078741378301245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=7731078741378301245' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7731078741378301245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7731078741378301245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/10/sorrindo.html' title='Sorrindo!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TL2Raxq0fbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/PFt3MFjBZpY/s72-c/alibabar+7+_+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-8316252459411800948</id><published>2010-10-18T17:36:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:01:58.800-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>bora se alegrar???...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho escutado pela manhã, quase que diariamente na rádio, vindo pro trabalho,&amp;nbsp;essa música...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sem mandamentos" do Oswaldo Montenegro...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me dá uma sensação tão boa! Uma alegria! Uma esperança!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vontade de gritar que posso e vou conseguir!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até que um dia procurei ela no youtube pra escutar durante o dia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E num clipe ao vivo do Oswaldo, ele fala sobre ela...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não é pra menos q eu sinta tudo de bom quando a ouço!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele diz que é a 'música mais feliz que ele já compos'! Com a mínima nostalgia, a mínima melancolia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E eu quis dividir com vocês!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dividir essa canção linda, essa letra maravilhosa e principalmente essa sensação de 'feliz' rs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Espero que gostem tanto quanto eu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boa semana pra todos!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E viva o meu lindo horário de verão!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hf0epARAFJ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&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/Hf0epARAFJ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Hoje eu quero a rua cheia de sorrisos francos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;de rostos serenos, de palavras soltas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eu quero a rua toda parecendo louca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;com gente gritando e se abraçando ao sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Hoje eu quero ver a bola da criança livre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;quero ver os sonhos todos nas janelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;quero ver vocês andando por aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Hoje eu vou pedir desculpas pelo que eu não disse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eu até desculpo o que você falou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eu quero ver meu coração no seu sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;e no olho da tarde a primeira luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Hoje eu quero que os boêmios gritem bem mais alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eu quero um carnaval no engarrafamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;e que dez mil estrelas vão riscando o céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;buscando a sua casa no amanhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Hoje eu vou fazer barulho pela madrugada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;rasgar a noite escura como um lampião&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eu vou fazer seresta na sua calçada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eu vou fazer misérias no seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Hoje eu quero que os poetas dancem pela rua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;pra escrever a música sem pretensão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eu quero que as buzinas toquem flauta-doce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;e que triunfe a força da imaginação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;...eu vou fazer seresta na sua calçada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eu vou fazer misérias no seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Hoje eu quero que os poetas dancem pela rua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;pra escrever a música sem pretensão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;eu quero que as buzinas toquem flauta-doce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;e que triunfe a força da imaginação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Sem Mandamentos - Oswaldo Montenegro)&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/6526036479767610599-8316252459411800948?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/8316252459411800948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=8316252459411800948' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8316252459411800948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8316252459411800948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/10/bora-se-alegrar.html' title='bora se alegrar???...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-5524951704840512666</id><published>2010-10-13T17:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:26:31.151-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Orgulho do Gi...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;então hoje logo após o almoço, recebo uma ligação:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Mãe, vc viu minha carteira?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Não filho, deve estar no seu quarto, só procurar... mas porque você quer a carteira?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Ah mãe, perguntei pro Pi (meu sobrinho beirando 12 anos) se ele ganhou presente ontem e ele disse que não, aí perguntei se ele ganhou dinheiro, ele disse que não... aí falei pra ele: - ah Pi, então vamos na loja de games que vou comprar um jogo pra você...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Que lindo filho!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- É mãe, eu sei que você me ama também porque eu divido as coisas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem preciso falar que me enchi de orgulho né?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E Gi é assim, companheiro, amável, cuidadoso, sempre pensando no outro, um verdadeiro anjo... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que me faz respirar todos os dias... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E me dá forças pra enfrentar tudo de frente, mais que uma leoa protegendo suas crias...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim que sou!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TLYSdxzKGnI/AAAAAAAAAUs/U0lqhUsvbas/s1600/SSL21200+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TLYSdxzKGnI/AAAAAAAAAUs/U0lqhUsvbas/s400/SSL21200+1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;foto de 10/10/2010!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esse é o sorriso do meu amor &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;qdo ele não quer parar de brincar pra tirar foto!!!﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rsrsrsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;minha homenagem pro Dia das Crianças, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;depois desse papo de hoje, nem tenho mais o que falar!!!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a música, na verdade, serve pra qualquer idade... porque é tudo pra vida toda!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa folha qualquer eu desenho um sol amarelo&lt;br /&gt;E com cinco ou seis retas é fácil fazer um castelo.&lt;br /&gt;Corro o lápis em torno da mão e me dou uma luva,&lt;br /&gt;E se faço chover, com dois riscos tenho um guarda-chuva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se um pinguinho de tinta cai num pedacinho azul do papel,&lt;br /&gt;Num instante imagino uma linda gaivota a voar no céu.&lt;br /&gt;Vai voando, contornando a imensa curva Norte e Sul,&lt;br /&gt;Vou com ela, viajando, Havai, Pequim ou Istambul.&lt;br /&gt;Pinto um barco a vela branco, navegando, é tanto céu e mar num beijo azul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre as nuvens vem surgindo um lindo avião rosa e grená.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em volta colorindo, com suas luzes a piscar.&lt;br /&gt;Basta imaginar e ele está partindo, sereno, indo,&lt;br /&gt;E se a gente quiser ele vai pousar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa folha qualquer eu desenho um navio de partida&lt;br /&gt;Com alguns bons amigos bebendo de bem com a vida.&lt;br /&gt;De uma América a outra consigo passar num segundo,&lt;br /&gt;Giro um simples compasso e num círculo eu faço o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um menino caminha e caminhando chega no muro&lt;br /&gt;E ali logo em frente, a esperar pela gente, o futuro está.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E o futuro é uma astronave que tentamos pilotar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Não tem tempo nem piedade, nem tem hora de chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sem pedir licença muda nossa vida, depois convida a rir ou chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa estrada não nos cabe conhecer ou ver o que virá.&lt;br /&gt;O fim dela ninguém sabe bem ao certo onde vai dar.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos todos numa linda passarela&lt;br /&gt;De uma aquarela que um dia, enfim, descolorirá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa folha qualquer eu desenho um sol amarelo (que descolorirá).&lt;br /&gt;E com cinco ou seis retas é fácil fazer um castelo (que descolorirá).&lt;br /&gt;Giro um simples compasso e num círculo eu faço o mundo (que descolorirá).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aquarela - Toquinho)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-5524951704840512666?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/5524951704840512666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=5524951704840512666' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5524951704840512666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5524951704840512666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/10/orgulho-do-gi.html' title='Orgulho do Gi...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TLYSdxzKGnI/AAAAAAAAAUs/U0lqhUsvbas/s72-c/SSL21200+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-1895359334658577480</id><published>2010-10-11T17:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T17:25:04.229-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>sobre Legião...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Numa conversa hoje via twi, com a @&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;a class="tweet-url screen-name" href="http://twitter.com/LilahBianchi"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LilahBianchi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;'combinamos' um post falando sobre o maravilhoso Renato Russo, infelizmente não tenho tempo hoje pra fazer como queria e Renato merecia, mas fica aqui -&amp;nbsp;pra todos vcs que curtem e fazem essas poesias viverem e reviverem e sobreviverem ao tempo, à lembranças e ao mundo tão diferente dos nossos anos 80 - uma das muitas músicas&amp;nbsp;do Legião&amp;nbsp;que muito me marcou e que hoje cabe mto bem á tudo que sinto e estou vivendo no momento!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e também vale muito a pena conferir o sensasional e sensível post da Lilah, aqui ó... no blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://tramasebobagens.blogspot.com/2010/10/eu-e-renato.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Tramas, Tranças e Bobagens - Eu e Renato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;segue minha música de hoje e minha letra!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;bj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li e bom feriado pra todos e Dia das Crianças também!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qsorKBltTYw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&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/qsorKBltTYw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;É saudade, então &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E mais uma vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;De você fiz o desenho mais perfeito que se fez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Os traços copiei do que não aconteceu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;As cores que escolhi entre as tintas que inventei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Misturei com a promessa que nós dois nunca fizemos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;De um dia sermos três &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Trabalhei você em luz e sombra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E era sempre: "Não foi por mal" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Eu juro que nunca quis deixar você tão triste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Sempre as mesmas desculpas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E desculpas nem sempre são sinceras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Quase nunca são &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Preparei a minha tela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Com pedaços de lençóis que não chegamos a sujar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;A armação fiz com madeira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Da janela do teu quarto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Do portão da sua casa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Fiz paleta e cavalete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E com as lágrimas que não brincaram com você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Destilei óleo de linhaça &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;da sua cama arranquei pedaços &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Que talhei em estiletes de tamanhos diferentes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E fiz, então, pincéis com seus cabelos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Fiz carvão do baton que roubei de você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E com ele marquei dois pontos de fuga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E rabisquei meu horizonte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E era sempre: "Não foi por mal" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Eu juro que não foi por mal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Eu não queria machucar você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Prometo que isso nunca vai acontecer mais uma vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E era sempre, sempre o mesmo novamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;A mesma traição &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Às vezes é difícil esquecer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"Sinto muito, ela não mora mais aqui" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Mas então, por que eu finjo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Que acredito no que invento? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Nada disso aconteceu assim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Não foi desse jeito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Ninguém sofreu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E é só você que me provoca essa saudade vazia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Tentando pintar essas flores com o nome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;De "amor-perfeito" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;E "não-te-esqueças-de-mim" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-1895359334658577480?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/1895359334658577480/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=1895359334658577480' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1895359334658577480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1895359334658577480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/10/sobre-legiao.html' title='sobre Legião...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-6854987645474114134</id><published>2010-09-30T12:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:05:48.570-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>FotEEEnhAs!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ontem 29/09/2010 foi mais um dia especial!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Fui fazer um us morfológico e levei o Gi e minha mãe comigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E estou muito, mas muito feliz por 2 grandes motivos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- meu bebê é perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- Gi ficou todo empolgado em ver o irmão!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Fiquei animada com animação do Gi, sei q ainda vem ciumeira pela frente, mas essa aceitação dele era o que eu mais precisava no momento!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Animei tanto que tirei algumas fotos em casa, rs, não queria, tô me sentindo imensa e pensada e feia... mas depois pensei "E se for minha última gestação?" - fiquei com medo de não ter recordações e de não ter curtido como DEVO cada dia que passa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Então taí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E apresentando... GABRIEL... num outro post explico como chegamos (eu e Gi) na escolha do nome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TKSkahfPWII/AAAAAAAAAUc/EMxNt_jNbV0/s1600/perfil+Gabriel+com+m%C3%A3o+no+rosto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TKSkahfPWII/AAAAAAAAAUc/EMxNt_jNbV0/s320/perfil+Gabriel+com+m%C3%A3o+no+rosto.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfil do Gabriel - 25 semanas e 0 dias﻿ com a mãozinha no rosto!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TKSko_VzpaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/inT09ftKsi8/s1600/Foto0710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TKSko_VzpaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/inT09ftKsi8/s320/Foto0710.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu e Gi - meu amor maior que me dá forças a cada dia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Me empurra pra vida!!!﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TKSk4GU49rI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XLW5s_ocApc/s1600/Li29092010+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TKSk4GU49rI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XLW5s_ocApc/s320/Li29092010+4.jpg" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu, pança, olheiras e a cara de cansada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(noites sem conseguir dormir de preocupação,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por exemplo essa noite 'dormi' das 4 ás 6h da manhã...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas um dia acaba!...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TKSlFx9ZSSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/YGX4ozhZJvs/s1600/Euemeninos29092010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TKSlFx9ZSSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/YGX4ozhZJvs/s320/Euemeninos29092010.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pietro -&amp;nbsp;meu sobrinho, Gi e Gabriel - escondido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;= HOMENS DA MINHA VIDA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais fotos no orkut!!!! ;-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿Por hoje é só!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-6854987645474114134?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/6854987645474114134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=6854987645474114134' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6854987645474114134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6854987645474114134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/09/foteeenhas.html' title='FotEEEnhAs!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TKSkahfPWII/AAAAAAAAAUc/EMxNt_jNbV0/s72-c/perfil+Gabriel+com+m%C3%A3o+no+rosto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3461551111593553646</id><published>2010-09-22T13:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T13:23:56.341-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Momento mágico!!!</title><content type='html'>... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como todas sabem, eu tenho um filho, Giovani, que tem 08 anos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;falar que ele é minha vida, meu tudo, é pouco pelo muito que sinto por ele e desejo pra ele!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu amo meu filho mais que tudo!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando eu soube da nova gravidez, minha &lt;u&gt;maior&lt;/u&gt; preocupação, entre inúmeras, era ele, o Gi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como contar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como fazer ele aceitar e ficar feliz com o irmão?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E principalmente: como eu faço pra 'dividir' esse amor?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu vou conseguir amar dois filhos? Afinal,&amp;nbsp;o Gi sempre foi 'único' pra mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E também... quando se falava com Gi sobre - irmão - a resposta era sempre a mesma: - Não quero, não preciso, já tenho um primo...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esse assunto eu escreveria por horas, porque é um enorme ponto de interrogação (ainda) na minha cabeça, corpo, alma e coração... rs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sempre disse que meu filho, não por ser meu filho, mas é um ser iluminado,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esperto, inteligente, engraçado, companheiro, amável, preocupado,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uma criança que sabe conversar e que não deixa de ser criança!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ontem eu tive mais uma prova disso: MEU FILHO É MAIS QUE ESPECIAL!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estávamos&amp;nbsp;na cama, quase indo dormir, mas eu havia jantado tarde (e muito, rs) então fiquei 'meio' sentada e ele deitado do meu lado...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De repente, o bebê começou a mexer... e eu falei - Filho, seu irmão tá mexendo!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ele quis colocar a mão...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não foi a primeira vez que ele fez isso, ele já havia colocado a mão, sentido o irmão mexer... mas ontem...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele pôs a mão na barriga, chegou perto, acariciou, riu, quis 'escutar' (colocando a cabeça na minha barriga, rsrs), me olhava com um olhar brilhante e um sorriso na boca!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quanto mais ele se animava, mais pedia pro irmão 'socar', mais o bebê mexia... rs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gi 'contou' uns vinte 'socos' rsrsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ficou radiante!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Mãe, que legal!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Mãe, você sentiu que forte?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Mãe, até a barriga mexeu, você viu?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Mãe, ele 'socou' três vezes seguidas!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quando acalmamos, ele me abraçou forte... e perguntou se também vou amar o irmão dele como eu o amo!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, como não amar? rs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Filho é benção, sempre!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E mesmo sabendo que por mais ciúmes que aconteça futuramente, a aceitação do Gi já existe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E como isso me acalma!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu 'momento mágico' não foi só o fato do bebê mexer e 'interagir' com o Gi, mas foi aquele sorriso, aquele olhar, aquela alegria que vi no meu filho em 'brincar' com o irmão...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OBRIGADA MEU DEUS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito obrigada!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TJosimHBh9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Vx5nksusuvg/s1600/famosos-e-seus-irmaos-fotos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TJosimHBh9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Vx5nksusuvg/s320/famosos-e-seus-irmaos-fotos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(foto google)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3461551111593553646?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3461551111593553646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3461551111593553646' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3461551111593553646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3461551111593553646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/09/momento-magico.html' title='Momento mágico!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TJosimHBh9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Vx5nksusuvg/s72-c/famosos-e-seus-irmaos-fotos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-2468367852008660552</id><published>2010-09-21T14:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:40:27.384-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogagem coletiva'/><title type='text'>vó Lelão...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TJjspswdWdI/AAAAAAAAAUM/I72LUEONx6E/s1600/blogagem_coletiva_avos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TJjspswdWdI/AAAAAAAAAUM/I72LUEONx6E/s200/blogagem_coletiva_avos.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;As queridas do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://redemulheremae.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Mulher e Mãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; sugeriram uma blogagem coletiva sobre 'avós'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bom, eu tô mais lá que aqui com meu blog, sem ânimo, 'n' problemas na cabeça, mas poxa, esse assunto é querido demais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Pensei desde ontem como fazer meu texto, minha homenagem... rs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E não sei como começar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Poderia falar das MINHAS avós, Rosa e Cacilda, Rosa q foi pra casa do Papai do Céu faz tempo... e Vó Bisa Cacilda (porque ela é bisa dos meus filhos (rs - ainda estranho falar assim) e do meu sobrinho Pietro) que&amp;nbsp;está com a gente mais forte do que nunca, uma italianona maravilhosa, divertida e companheira!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Mas a vontade mesmo é falar da minha mãe... avó do Gi&amp;nbsp;e do bebê que tá chegando e do Pietro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Segue um diálogo do último dia de maio desde ano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- mãe, aaacho q tô grávida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- nem brinca, será?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- fiz exame de farmácia deu positivo, aaacho q tô...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- faz o exame de sangue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- faço... mas e se tiver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;- se tiver, vamos cuidar de mais um...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bom, parece sem emoção, simples e prático, mas hoje vejo de outra forma... é amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Porque desde esse dia, até hoje, a única pessoa que está do meu lado, aliás, 100% do lado desse bebê que estou gerando, é ela! Feliz por mais um neto, feliz por mais uma vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Sem falar que ela é uma avó extremamente 'vó' das crianças... Gi e Pi amam essa avó, conversam, perguntam, pedem ajuda, opiniões, conselhos e mimos, claro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Perdi meu pai há 20 anos, minha mãe era super nova, tinha 32 anos na época, ficou sem marido, com casa,&amp;nbsp;3 crianças e pendências pra resolver... Fez o possível e o impossível pra tudo dar certo - hoje vejo que aos trancos e barrancos, tudo deu certo!... Mas se anulou, sem aquela alegria no rosto e na vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Em 1999, quando meu sobrinho nasceu, ela mudou... melhorou, reaprendeu a sorrir, a viver e a se dedicar ao que mais gosta (palavras dela) - cuidar das pessoas, que no&amp;nbsp;caso, hoje são seus netos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Há quem não entenda, que não concorde (eu também não entendia), mas hoje eu respeito a decisão dela...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ela ama o que faz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E não poderia fazer melhor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E não tem quem faça melhor... por mim, minhas irmãs, meus filhos, meu sobrinho e quem precisa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Hoje não sei viver sem ela, como mãe e principalmente como avó!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Agradeço a Deus imensamente todos os dias pela vida dela, pela saúde dela, pela disposição e força de vontade, e mais ainda pelo amor que ela consegue doar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBRIGADA Dona Valéria&lt;/strong&gt;, por ser a avó do Giovani, Pietro e do bebê que em Janeiro está chegando!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-2468367852008660552?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/2468367852008660552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=2468367852008660552' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2468367852008660552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2468367852008660552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/09/vo-lelao.html' title='vó Lelão...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TJjspswdWdI/AAAAAAAAAUM/I72LUEONx6E/s72-c/blogagem_coletiva_avos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-1058836062903359268</id><published>2010-09-08T11:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:05:16.572-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>Ouça!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Ouça: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;respeite mesmo o que é ruim em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- respeite sobretudo o que imagina que é ruim em você - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;não copie uma pessoa ideal, copie você mesma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- é esse seu único meio de viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Juro por Deus que, se houvesse um céu, uma pessoa que se sacrificou por covardia ia ser punida e iria para um inferno qualquer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Se é que uma vida morna não é ser punida por essa mesma mornidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pegue para você o que lhe pertence, e o que lhe pertence é tudo o que sua vida exige. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Parece uma vida amoral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Mas o que é verdadeiramente imoral é ter desistido de si mesma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Gostaria mesmo que você me visse e assistisse minha vida sem eu saber. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Ver o que pode suceder quando se pactua com a comodidade da alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;(Clarice Lispector)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(texto da Clarice tirado do post da Marli falando sobre mim!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amigas queridas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;primeiro quero agradecer de coração, TODOS os comentários que tive no post anterior...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vcs me fortalecem sempre... e só sei agradecer vcs!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pra minha surpresa... a querida &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://olharsobreasondas.zip.net/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Marli do "Olhar Sobre as Ondas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; me fez uma homenagem no post dela de segunda também, dia 06/09!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quando eu escrevi o meu post, não sabia do post dela, falando de mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(linka &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://olharsobreasondas.zip.net/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... e veja que lindo a forma que ela expressou!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;confesso que fiquei super emocionada... a Marli é amiga virtual, leio sempre o que ela escreve, sei também que ela (creio que como todas nós - de uma forma ou de outra) está passando momento bem difíceis... e ainda assim, consegue sentir como sou e o que estou passando...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nunca disse que sou certa ou errada... nem sei se isso existe pra definir alguém... sou apenas EU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;só que sei também que muita gente JULGA e esquece que antes de qualquer coisa, existe o RESPEITO, por mais que vc não concorde...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;entendem?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por hora é isso aí!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;obrigada a todas pelas palavras de carinho!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bjs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-1058836062903359268?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/1058836062903359268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=1058836062903359268' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1058836062903359268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1058836062903359268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/09/ouca.html' title='Ouça!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-5648370893763141617</id><published>2010-09-06T15:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T15:41:54.477-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>Superar e Suportar</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sexta passada pela manhã, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ainda extremamente chateada e esgotada emocionalmente,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;depois de uma madrugada péssima, acordada e chorando,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;escutei a seguinte frase de uma querida pessoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(mesmo não sendo o meu motivo no assunto, valeu escutar):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...tem ocasiões que não bastam somente SUPERAR,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temos que SUPORTAR também o que está acontecendo..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a diferença:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;superar&lt;/u&gt; verbo 1.(transitivo) 1.exceder 2.ser superior a 3.galgar 4.transpor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;su.por.tar&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;1.(transitivo) 1.sofrer 2.aguentar 3.tolerar&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://pt.wiktionary.org/wiki"&gt;wiktionary&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e é isso que tô aprendendo... a SUPORTAR as coisas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e confesso, não é nada fácil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fim de semana foi pensando em muita coisa, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que vem pela frente e vou ter q suportar.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas se a vida me deu isso, é pq vou superar também, certo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espero que sim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje, segunda véspera de feriado, ainda me sinto emocionalmente esgotada,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem forças pra nada,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas eu tenho um motivo imenso pra melhorar e procurar a cada segundo minha luz que tenho no fim do meu túnel... meu filho mais que amado Giovani, sim, é por ele que me levanto todos os dias pra superar tudo que ninguém entende, por mais que eu tente explicar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bjs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e bom feriado e ótima semana pra todos!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-5648370893763141617?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/5648370893763141617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=5648370893763141617' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5648370893763141617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5648370893763141617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/09/superar-e-suportar.html' title='Superar e Suportar'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-1431229134118357157</id><published>2010-08-31T15:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:28:36.438-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>fotinhas...</title><content type='html'>... &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;essas fotos são de sexta passada... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fui comer pizza com meu tio e primos como fazemos todo ano no aniversário dele!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a foto não mostra a barriga, que tá enorme, rs, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas mostra a carinha que tá se esforçando pra melhorar!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e o motivo de tanto tentar estar bem, vem logo abaixo rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da Li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TH1GbciUUzI/AAAAAAAAAT0/C9vQEU-afKI/s1600/EU.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TH1GbciUUzI/AAAAAAAAAT0/C9vQEU-afKI/s320/EU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(fotinho editada pela irmã Suzana rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TH1G4wPXbKI/AAAAAAAAAT8/dPSY-hCfhaM/s320/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(amor maior não há! Gi se deliciando com a sobremesa rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-1431229134118357157?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/1431229134118357157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=1431229134118357157' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1431229134118357157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1431229134118357157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/fotinhos-extras-rs.html' title='fotinhas...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TH1GbciUUzI/AAAAAAAAAT0/C9vQEU-afKI/s72-c/EU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-4439253738343162372</id><published>2010-08-27T15:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:34:49.215-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>um OI pra vcs!</title><content type='html'>... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;não assustem!!! rsrsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/THgCn_hDQtI/AAAAAAAAATs/kJDhc1khVu0/s1600/Li+e+barriga+4+meses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/THgCn_hDQtI/AAAAAAAAATs/kJDhc1khVu0/s320/Li+e+barriga+4+meses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas é isso aí... barrigão já saliente... nessa foto com 4 meses!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;logo posto mais fotos e conto as novidades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Gi tá começando a ficar feliz com o irmão q tá chegando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Hora feliz, hora enciumado... creio q seja natural td isso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;afinal, são 8 anos só ele reinando!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E nome? Kd o nome do meu outro menino... Ah, não contei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;É outro garoto... rs Sou uma fabriqueta de machinhos rsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Aguardem... ainda tem tempo pra eu decidir o nome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;A vida continua de pernas pro ar... claro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;com essa novidade inesperadíssima... Mas to começando a ficar bem e feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ME AJUDEM qdo precisar de vcs, tá? rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Necessito dos amigos naturalmente e grávida então? Já imaginaram qto? rsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Pois é... se eu começar&amp;nbsp; a cair, me levantem... Pq qdo vejo uma de vcs assim, se puder, pego no colo mesmo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ah, hj quis clarear meu blog, GOSTARAM??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Apesar de adorar a cor marrom, quis deixar mais 'nude' (kkk adoro!) só q algumas coisas tb mudaram no desing e me perdi! Perdi meu girassol q ficava no rodapé, aliás, precisei tirar, pq não ficou como queria rsrs Mas logo vou me adaptar e deixar o blog cada vez mais com minha cara!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bom, por hj é isso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;quis mesmo falar um OI e mostrar como já tá saltitante a pança da moça aqui!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ah, frase do dia, rsrs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;´Não tenho raiva de ninguém, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;mas minha prioridade agora é uma só: eu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Podem me chamar de egoísta, eu aceito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mas chega uma hora na vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;que a gente tem que parar de ser boa com os outros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e ser boa – primeiramente – com a gente.´&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(desculpa, mas recebi a frase via email e sem falar a autoria, quem souber, me avisa q coloco!!! obrigada!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-4439253738343162372?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/4439253738343162372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=4439253738343162372' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4439253738343162372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4439253738343162372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/um-oi-pra-vcs.html' title='um OI pra vcs!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/THgCn_hDQtI/AAAAAAAAATs/kJDhc1khVu0/s72-c/Li+e+barriga+4+meses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-594384747503871475</id><published>2010-08-25T17:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:43:39.345-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Pensamento...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;“Podemos costurar a pele, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;reparar os danos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;diminuir a dor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas quando a vida sucumbe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;quando nós sucumbimos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;não há ciência nem regras fortes e rápidas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Apenas temos que superar.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grey’s Anatomy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-594384747503871475?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/594384747503871475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=594384747503871475' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/594384747503871475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/594384747503871475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/pensamento.html' title='Pensamento...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-2344446859203666917</id><published>2010-08-18T16:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:44:57.751-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>pensando alto...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;talvez as coisas aconteceram pra me provar que qualquer um poderia ser,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;menos aquele que eu queria q fosse...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;é...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pode ser...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-2344446859203666917?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/2344446859203666917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=2344446859203666917' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2344446859203666917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2344446859203666917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/pensando-alto.html' title='pensando alto...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-7088088392462555090</id><published>2010-08-18T13:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:49:12.807-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>O maior amor de todos</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1V4JTPk4Q-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1V4JTPk4Q-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong class="editable_area"&gt;O maior amor de todos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/whitney-houston/" id="info_url_artist_traducao"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Whitney Houston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt; &lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Eu acredito que as crianças são nosso futuro  &lt;br /&gt;Ensine-os bem e deixe-os conduzir o caminho  &lt;br /&gt;Mostre-lhes toda a beleza que eles possuem dentro de si  &lt;br /&gt;Dê-lhes uma sensação de orgulho para tornar isto mais fácil  &lt;br /&gt;Deixe o riso das crianças lembrar-nos de como nós éramos  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo procura por um herói  &lt;br /&gt;As pessoas precisam de alguém para se espelharem  &lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca encontrei alguém que satisfizesse minhas necessidades  &lt;br /&gt;Um lugar solitário para se estar, então eu aprendi a depender de mim  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu decidi há muito tempo nunca andar na sombra de alguém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se eu falhei, se eu fui bem sucedida, pelo menos eu vivi como eu acreditei.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o que levem de mim, eles não podem tirar minha dignidade  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porque o maior amor de todos está acontecendo em mim &lt;br /&gt;Eu encontrei o maior amor de todos dentro de mim  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O maior amor de todos  &lt;br /&gt;É fácil de alcançar aprendendo a amar a si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Este é o maior amor de todos  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito que as crianças são nosso futuro  &lt;br /&gt;Ensine-os bem e deixe-os conduzir o caminho  &lt;br /&gt;Mostre-lhes toda a beleza que eles possuem dentro de si  &lt;br /&gt;Dê-lhes uma sensação de orgulho &lt;br /&gt;para tornar isto mais fácil  &lt;br /&gt;Deixe o riso das crianças lembrar-nos de como nós éramos  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu decidi há muito tempo &lt;br /&gt;nunca andar na sombra de alguém&lt;br /&gt;Se eu falhei, se eu fui bem sucedida, &lt;br /&gt;pelo menos eu vivi como eu acreditei.  &lt;br /&gt;Não importa o que levem de mim, &lt;br /&gt;eles não podem tirar minha dignidade  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque o maior amor de todos &lt;br /&gt;está acontecendo em mim &lt;br /&gt;Eu encontrei o maior amor de todos dentro de mim  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O maior amor de todos  &lt;br /&gt;É fácil de alcançar &lt;br /&gt;aprendendo a amar a si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Este é o maior amor de todos  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E se por acaso aquele lugar especial &lt;br /&gt;Que você tem sonhado&lt;br /&gt;Te levar para um lugar solitário&lt;br /&gt;Encontre sua força no amor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-7088088392462555090?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/7088088392462555090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=7088088392462555090' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7088088392462555090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7088088392462555090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-maior-amor-de-todos.html' title='O maior amor de todos'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-2541076181772054597</id><published>2010-08-13T15:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:34:19.905-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidencial!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;segredo nosso, tá?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a música abaixo era TUDO q queria GRITAR hoje...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por mais que eu saiba que não adianta mais nada, rs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas que é verdade que &lt;b&gt;♪♫ A LEMBRANÇA FAZ DOER ♪♫&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nossa, como é verdade, e como dói...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:6e47b581-c65f-4053-9c19-980b6fc1b6bb" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="4ad0a1c4-4d87-4925-8293-218996d84b41" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QhJ_IgZyvvA" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TGWQKgtHGzI/AAAAAAAAATY/UgTR_JFVLU4/videoe8e8a7b7b034%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('4ad0a1c4-4d87-4925-8293-218996d84b41'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/QhJ_IgZyvvA&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/QhJ_IgZyvvA&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;por hoje é isso...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;dramática eu né?...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;bom fds à todos!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;bj&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;da Li&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-2541076181772054597?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/2541076181772054597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=2541076181772054597' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2541076181772054597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2541076181772054597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/confidencial.html' title='Confidencial!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TGWQKgtHGzI/AAAAAAAAATY/UgTR_JFVLU4/s72-c/videoe8e8a7b7b034%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-5388898043796684755</id><published>2010-08-11T11:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T11:13:14.902-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>E eu?</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Incrivelmente ontem a noite eu tive uma crise de choro,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;um choro q tava escondido há dias,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e eu fingindo ser forte, sorrir e dizer: tá td bem...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ontem não me segurei, não fingi, deixei sentir o q precisava...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas irritantemente qdo se está grávida,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;qualquer choro é 'sem motivo'...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quer dizer, mesmo q vc tenha motivos, seu motivo vira 'sem motivo'!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pq só se pensa exclusivamente acima de tudo e de todos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;na gravidez...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E eu? Cadê eu? Cadê meus sentimentos???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não... Agora td gira em torno do 'é normal, vc está grávida'...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Isso já me irritou uma vez (na primeira gravidez)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e está me irritando novamente e duplamente...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Realmente, só quem passa sabe...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TGKvrXqwk1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/vkRN1ql-nvk/s1600/choro.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TGKvrXqwk1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/vkRN1ql-nvk/s320/choro.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(gif google)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-5388898043796684755?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/5388898043796684755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=5388898043796684755' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5388898043796684755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5388898043796684755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-eu.html' title='E eu?'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TGKvrXqwk1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/vkRN1ql-nvk/s72-c/choro.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-886875760989453920</id><published>2010-08-06T17:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T17:57:15.396-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>Dia dos Pais!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"Tomar uma decisão de ter um filho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; é algo que irá mudar sua vida inteira de forma inexorável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; Dali para frente,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;para sempre,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;o seu coração caminhará por caminhos fora do seu corpo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Ruben Alves - O Pai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esse trechinho acima tirei do melhor texto sobre PAIS que li até hoje!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ano passado postei ele pra homenagear os pais do mundo e o papai do meu filho Gi... quer ler? &lt;a href="http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-pai.html"&gt;clica aqui&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esse ano tô vazia nas idéias, vcs sabem, tô passando uma fase bem complicada, de aceitações, mudanças, alegria, susto, questionamentos, enfim, não tô mto legal, rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas mesmo assim, quero desejar um FELIZ DIA DOS PAIS pro papai do Gi, pra todos papais, pro meu q já foi pro céu, pro papai casado, pro papai solteiro, pro papai presente e pro papai ausente (sim, até pra esse, pq um dia, lá na frente, ele vai saber o q perdeu...)!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gi ontem me disse q o pai dele é o melhor pai do mundo, o melhor pai q ele tem, rsrsrs, q lindo! E disse tb q vai dar um 'Dolly' pro pai... hahahaha, morri de rir! (vcs já viram na tv o comercial do Dia dos Pais dos refrigerantes Dolly???)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E por hoje é isso, passei mesmo pra tentar homenagear os papais da vida!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abaixo deixo uma tirinha de um personagem q AMO, e qdo engravidei do Gi, pedi mto pra ter um filho como ele... hehehe... Isso dá um post imennnnso!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFx2NI2h0RI/AAAAAAAAATI/a57PcVMpraE/s1600/calvin%26harodotira584+pai.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFx2NI2h0RI/AAAAAAAAATI/a57PcVMpraE/s400/calvin%26harodotira584+pai.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-886875760989453920?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/886875760989453920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=886875760989453920' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/886875760989453920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/886875760989453920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/dia-dos-pais.html' title='Dia dos Pais!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFx2NI2h0RI/AAAAAAAAATI/a57PcVMpraE/s72-c/calvin%26harodotira584+pai.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-486639475863008482</id><published>2010-08-04T17:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T17:29:04.375-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parceria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu sigo'/><title type='text'>Ká Montone</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFnLyiZjt0I/AAAAAAAAATA/Bv97l5SdT1A/s1600/siteka.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFnLyiZjt0I/AAAAAAAAATA/Bv97l5SdT1A/s320/siteka.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toda mulher tem uma princesa adormecida dentro de si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não uma princesa mimada que não sabe o que quer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas uma deusa-menina, que merece coroa, lençóis de seda, flores no jarro, nos cabelos e gotas de perfume no travesseiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princesas modernas não estão mais trancadas numa torre esperando pelo príncipe encantado. Elas estão por aí e para atender alguns dos seus desejos de acessórios estilizados a &lt;a href="http://www.kamontone.com/"&gt;Ká Montone&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;esta&amp;nbsp;com site novo&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kamontone.com/"&gt;http://www.kamontone.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;e agora conta comigo Li Gratti, como assessora em vendas através do &lt;a href="http://br.mc529.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=sac.kamontone@yahoo.com.br" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" ymailto="mailto:sac.kamontone@yahoo.com.br"&gt;sac.kamontone@yahoo.com.br&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Visitem !!!&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Essa é uma linda e nova parceria com a minha amiga do blog &lt;a href="http://varaldasartes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Varal das Artes&lt;/a&gt;, a Ká Montone! Indico, recomendo, uso, faço propaganda e digo, PASSA LÁ! OLHE! BABE! E ENCOMENDE!! Não vão se arrepender!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-486639475863008482?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/486639475863008482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=486639475863008482' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/486639475863008482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/486639475863008482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/ka-montone.html' title='Ká Montone'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFnLyiZjt0I/AAAAAAAAATA/Bv97l5SdT1A/s72-c/siteka.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3369352069567094189</id><published>2010-08-03T13:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T13:27:09.100-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>Engasgada...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;engraçado né...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;no ultimo post, falei em desempoeirar meu canto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;contar minhas novidades, minhas mudanças...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;mas ainda não consigo colocar em palavras!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;entende?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ainda é tanta coisa, q to engasgada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;isso msm, achei a palavra!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;TO ENGASGADA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;a notícia é tão boa... e ainda assim, não entendo os motivos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ainda tem gente q acha errado, feio, fora da realidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;pq?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;sou a primeira?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;sou a única?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;qualquer mulher pode engravidar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e optar em como vai encarar essa gravidez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;optei em, mais uma vez, ser mãe solteira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;qual o mal nisso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;não foi nada programa, mas tá sendo mto desejado, amado e esperado!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;alguém me entende?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;q mal há nisso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;pois é... mais um desabafo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;pq tem tanta coisa boa, engraçada e dúvidas q quero postar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;dividir com vcs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;q não consigo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;me falta inspiração pra arrumar as palavras, ânimo pra organizar tudo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;q pena...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;uma pena msm... pq adoro escrever... e contar.... e dividir....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;só pra vcs entenderem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cfappm.ma.gov.br/pagina.php?IdPagina=1347"&gt;sobre o ato de engasgar&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;O engasgo é uma manifestação do organismo para expelir o alimento ou objeto que toma um caminho errado.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;sendo assim...&amp;nbsp; reconheçam! entendam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;NÃO VOU ENGOLIR CERTAS COISAS NÃO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;primeiro pq não me julgo errada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;talvez diferente, fora dos padrões q a sociedade pede e impõe, fora de doutrinas q algumas religiões crêem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;mas essa sou eu!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e tô bem do meu jeito!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;bj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Obs... até procurei uma imagem pra ilustrar aqui, mas não quis expor alguém 'vomitando', ainda mais pq tenho feito isso todos os dias há algumas semanas já!!!! rs.... + bjs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3369352069567094189?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3369352069567094189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3369352069567094189' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3369352069567094189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3369352069567094189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/08/engasgada.html' title='Engasgada...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3507236137115146732</id><published>2010-07-29T15:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T15:17:07.627-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Desempoeirando...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFG6ijd_VZI/AAAAAAAAASo/PcEgmo5nyiE/s1600/vassoura_varrer.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFG6ijd_VZI/AAAAAAAAASo/PcEgmo5nyiE/s320/vassoura_varrer.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;poxa,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;com tanta novidade... sem inspiração?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;como pode? rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"q coisa feia, Lilian!!!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pois então decidi q a partir de hoje to desempoeirando meu cantinho!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;vou começar a dividir com vcs as novidades,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;com mais frequencia! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fazer um diário de td pra eu lá na frente me lembrar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q AS TEMPESTADES VEM E VÃO... sempre!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;então logo posto novas fotos, novos causos, mta novidade,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da minha simples vidinha, do meu dia a dia...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nessa nova fase da vida q tô entrando,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;vou precisar mto de vcs, amigos... mto msm!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;conto com apoio de todos (desde q seja verdadeiro, de coração, claro!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;então, próximo post tem novidade e foto!!!!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFHFfApBKUI/AAAAAAAAASw/_heGytaqXIU/s1600/vassoura_mulher_varrendo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFHFfApBKUI/AAAAAAAAASw/_heGytaqXIU/s200/vassoura_mulher_varrendo.jpg" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3507236137115146732?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3507236137115146732/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3507236137115146732' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3507236137115146732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3507236137115146732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/07/desempoeirando.html' title='Desempoeirando...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TFG6ijd_VZI/AAAAAAAAASo/PcEgmo5nyiE/s72-c/vassoura_varrer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3735652247832169685</id><published>2010-07-27T13:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T13:55:59.255-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>MEU jeito...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Existem 3 formas de se fazer as coisas:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; o jeito certo,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; o jeito errado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; o MEU jeito."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TE8PL_Ds3GI/AAAAAAAAASg/tiP7HiacWcc/s1600/20082_im_grande1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TE8PL_Ds3GI/AAAAAAAAASg/tiP7HiacWcc/s320/20082_im_grande1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(foto google)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Em outro post, falo sobre o CALVIN pra vcs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Bjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3735652247832169685?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3735652247832169685/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3735652247832169685' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3735652247832169685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3735652247832169685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/07/meu-jeito.html' title='MEU jeito...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TE8PL_Ds3GI/AAAAAAAAASg/tiP7HiacWcc/s72-c/20082_im_grande1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-9050553786304635929</id><published>2010-07-05T12:27:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T12:31:26.458-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu sigo'/><title type='text'>Sobre fazer gente - Silmara Franco</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tem um blog que acompanho e adoro..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E quero muito indicar, pois tenho certeza de que quem ler vai amar!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É o blog da &lt;a href="http://fiodameada.wordpress.com/"&gt;Silmara Franco - Fio da Meada&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Passem lá pra conhecer...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu to reproduzindo aqui um texto que diz muito do momento que to vivendo hoje!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(E você lê o original '&lt;a href="http://fiodameada.wordpress.com/2010/06/23/sobre-fazer-gente-2/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;' rs!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boa leitura!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="post-title" id="post-4003" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sobre fazer&amp;nbsp;gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando eu estiver diante de Deus para prestar contas, e ele perguntar o que fiz durante a vida, para ver se mereço tomar chá com rosquinhas em sua companhia na varanda do céu, aos sábados, direi: um bocado de coisa. Fiz amigos, irmãos, faculdade, festa. Tricô (crochê não), planos, piada e poesia. Fiz amor, não fiz guerra. Fiz de conta e fiz por merecer. Fiz que não vi, fiz por fazer, fiz sem fazer. Fiz chorar. Fiz tempestade em copo d’água. Fiz bolo para vender no colégio e vestido na máquina de costura da minha mãe. Fiz aniversário quase uma centena de vezes. Fiz de tudo para ser feliz. Mas se ele quiser saber do que mais me orgulhei de ter feito, responderei: gente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tenho um filho que não fui eu que fiz, já veio pronto: meu enteado. Meu primeiro filho foi, portanto, o segundo. Feito quando quase acreditei que não daria mais tempo. Deu. Hoje sei que havia tempo de sobra. A gente nunca entende direito o tempo do tempo. Depois, fiz minha filha. Não há nada mais poderoso que uma mulher com outra dentro. Costumo dizer que tenho, então, três filhos. Dois que saíram da barriga e um que entrou no coração. O que, no final, dá no mesmo. Tatuei seus nomes no verso do meu corpo. Publiquei o amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;Brinco que quando se tem filhos a vida vira de ponta-cabeça. Interessante: de cabeça para baixo a gente enxerga as coisas de outro jeito, é só fazer um teste na sala de casa. Com filhos, nos despedimos do sono tranquilo, do umbigo próprio, da vida no singular. Dizemos ‘até logo’ para a carreira. Por outro lado, damos boas-vindas aos novos personagens dos sonhos, às diferentes formas de trabalho, à vida no plural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer filhos é um processo artesanal. Sai um diferente do outro. Uma falhinha aqui, um defeitinho ali. É justamente esse o charme. Quando se decide fazê-los, não se sabe como eles virão. A vida não tira pedido. É tudo surpresa. Não há acasos, porém. Filhos são exatamente como precisamos que eles sejam, e vice-versa. Disso não se deve duvidar, muito menos reclamar. É bom repassar essa lição de vez em quando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosto de ver meus filhos dormindo com o pai. Assim posso decorá-los com calma. Gosto de vê-los tomando banho. Gosto, sobretudo, de vê-los desenhar. Nessa hora eles recriam o que já esqueci. Gosto quando contam histórias sem sentido e fazem associações malucas. Gosto quando aprendem coisas novas; no fundo, estão é me lembrando que não tenho feito isso. Gosto quando cantam fora do tom, inventam notas e vão montando a trilha sonora das suas vidas. Gosto de reconhecê-los pelo cheiro e pelo gosto. Gostaria de carregá-los pelo cangote, como fazem as gatas. E gosto de ver o que não via antes deles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"&gt;Perguntaram se os filhos me abriram novos olhos para o mundo. Eu disse que não. Meus olhos são os mesmos de antes. Tudo que fiz foi mudar a direção do olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TDH5m3d5NGI/AAAAAAAAASY/MKvrygViUvA/s1600/mere_jouetage.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TDH5m3d5NGI/AAAAAAAAASY/MKvrygViUvA/s200/mere_jouetage.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(imagem google - E EU ADORO FAZER ISSO COM Gi!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-9050553786304635929?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/9050553786304635929/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=9050553786304635929' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/9050553786304635929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/9050553786304635929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Sobre fazer gente - Silmara Franco'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TDH5m3d5NGI/AAAAAAAAASY/MKvrygViUvA/s72-c/mere_jouetage.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-1238775934435807814</id><published>2010-07-02T14:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:58:06.320-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>Até 2014!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu nunca fui fã de futebol,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;às vezes acompanho, brinco com quem perde, parabenizo quem ganha,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas na Copa sempre estamos aí!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só que pela primeira vez... e olha que já vi algumas Copas, rs...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu realmente fiquei emocionada e triste com a derrota... E explico...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pela primeira vez meu filho acompanhou de verdade uma Copa do Mundo!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sempre chamegado no pai, mas os jogos das 11hr eram meus!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E o jogo da derrota foi meu...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E vi o Gi torcer de verdade, vibrar, sofrer e ficar com os olhos marejados no final...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então explico que perder faz parte, que é um jogo, que é assim msm e blá blá blá...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E o que escuto?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mãe, cadê meu celular, quero falar com meu pai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Depois que desabafou com o pai, me disse que vai ficar muito bravo até amanhã! rs &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tadico!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E eu voltei pro trabalho...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E até 2014!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TC4oTgu8puI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0UEenZco9WQ/s1600/2014_quad_branco_new.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TC4oTgu8puI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0UEenZco9WQ/s320/2014_quad_branco_new.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-1238775934435807814?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/1238775934435807814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=1238775934435807814' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1238775934435807814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1238775934435807814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/07/ate-2014.html' title='Até 2014!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TC4oTgu8puI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0UEenZco9WQ/s72-c/2014_quad_branco_new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-6588814982029405476</id><published>2010-07-02T10:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:44:42.512-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Que sentimento ficar acreditando!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Primeiro, quando não há nada &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Apenas um sonho lento brilhando &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Que o seu medo parece esconder &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Bem lá no fundo de sua mente &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Completamente só eu chorei &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lágrimas silenciosas cheias de orgulho &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Em um mundo feito de aço, &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Feito de pedra. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Bem, eu ouço a música, &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Fecho meus olhos, sinto o ritmo &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Me arrumo, e controlo &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Meu coração. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que sentimento, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ficar acreditando. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu não posso ter tudo, e agora estou dançando por minha vida. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Pegue sua paixão &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;E faça acontecer. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Figuras ganham vida, você pode dançar sua vida inteira. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Agora eu ouço a música, &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Fecho meus olhos, eu sou o ritmo&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;E de repente, ela toma conta de &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Meu coração. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Que sentimento &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Ficar acreditando. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Eu não posso ter tudo, e agora estou dançando por minha vida. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Pegue sua paixão &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;E faça acontecer. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Figuras ganham vida, você pode dançar sua vida inteira. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Que sentimento!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Que sentimento (Eu sou a música agora) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Estando acreditando (Eu sou o rítmo agora) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Imagens ganham vida, você pode dançar sua vida inteira. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Que sentimento (Eu realmente posso ter tudo) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Que sentimento (Imagens ganham vida quando chamo) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Eu posso ter tudo (Eu realmente posso ter tudo) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Ter tudo (Imagens ganham vida quando chamo) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;(Chamo, chamo, chamo, chamo, que sentimento)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Eu posso ter tudo (Estando acreditando) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Estando acreditando (Pegue sua paixão) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;(Faça acontecer) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Faça acontecer (Que sentimento) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Que sentimento (Estou acreditando) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 425px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:a88930e8-f862-4e91-8ea6-d21c6056fea7" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="150fa86c-9f2a-4414-abf4-c6b5a85a2cc7" style="margin: 0px; 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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;Hj cedo estava vindo trabalhar e começou a tocar essa música!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;Essa é uma das poucas músicas q conseguem contagiar tanto,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;animar tanto e mostrar pra gente q realmente as coisas q desejamos,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;dependem só da gente!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;Vc quer estar bem? Escolheu ser feliz?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;Corra atrás, então… &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;Como diz a música:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;“Q sentimento (é) ficar acreditanto”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;(nem sempre fácil, mas mto bom e no final, vale a pena!!!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;Bjs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;da Li&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-6588814982029405476?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/6588814982029405476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=6588814982029405476' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6588814982029405476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6588814982029405476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/07/que-sentimento-ficar-acreditando.html' title='Que sentimento ficar acreditando!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TC3tSKOHqUI/AAAAAAAAASM/CuapVVTYeAI/s72-c/video4acdd0ad8ea9%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-6544449764047210740</id><published>2010-06-25T16:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T16:34:24.138-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matéria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Mulher da Página 194 por Martha Medeiros</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mulher da Página 194&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;por Martha Medeiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCUDlXlEg-I/AAAAAAAAARs/ZMaU-fwiloo/s1600/Lizzie+Miler+0.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCUDlXlEg-I/AAAAAAAAARs/ZMaU-fwiloo/s320/Lizzie+Miler+0.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Ela é loira e linda. Tem 20 anos. Modelo profissional. Saiu na última edição da revista americana Glamour ilustrando uma reportagem sobre autoimagem, e foi o que bastou para causar um rebuliço nos Estados Unidos. A revista recebeu milhares de cartas e e-mails. Razão: a barriga saliente da moça. Teor das mensagens: alívio. Uma mulher com um corpo real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Não sei se Lizzie Miller, que ficou conhecida como a mulher da página 194, já teve filhos, mas é pouco provável, devido à idade que tem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;No entanto, quem já teve filhos conhece bem aquela dobrinha que se forma ao sentar. E mesmo quem não teve conhece também, bastando para isso pesar um pouco mais do que 48 quilos, que é o que a maioria das tops pesa. Lizzie não é um varapau — atua no mercado das modelos “plus size”, ou seja, de tamanhos grandes. Veste manequim 42, um insulto ao mundo das anoréxicas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;A foto me despertou sentimentos contraditórios. Por mais que estejamos saturados dessa falsa imagem de perfeição feminina que as revistas promovem, há que se admitir: barriga é um troço deselegante. É falso dizer que protuberâncias podem ser charmosas. Não são.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Só que toda mulher possui a sua e isso não é crime, caso contrário, seríamos todas colegas de penitenciária. Sem photoshop, na beira da praia, quase ninguém tem corpaço, a não ser que estejamos nos referindo a volume. Se estivermos falando de silhueta de ninfa, perceba: são três ou quatro entre centenas. E, nesse aspecto, a foto de Lizzie Miller serve como uma espécie de alforria. Principalmente porque ela não causa repulsa, ao contrário, ela desperta uma forte atração que não vem do seu abdômen, e sim do seu semblante extremamente saudável. É saúde o que essa moça vende, e não ilusão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Um generoso sorriso, dentes bem cuidados, cabelos limpos, segurança, satisfação consigo próprio, inteligência e bom humor: é isso que torna um homem ou uma mulher bonitos. Aquelas meninas magérrimas que ilustram editoriais de moda, quase sempre com cara de quem comeu e não gostou (ou de quem não comeu, mas gostaria), são apenas isso: magérrimas. Não parecem pessoas felizes. Lizzie Miller dá a impressão de ser uma mulher radiante, e se isso não é sedutor, então rasgo o diploma de Psicologia que não tenho. Ela merecia estar na primeira página, mas, mesmo tendo sido publicada na 194, roubou a cena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;As fotos abaixo, achei no google!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCUEFnRrN0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/hftGt4fabnQ/s1600/Lizzie+Miler+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCUEFnRrN0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/hftGt4fabnQ/s320/Lizzie+Miler+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCUEIoYEPeI/AAAAAAAAASE/03Ej_V1_uT0/s1600/Lizzie+Miler+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCUEIoYEPeI/AAAAAAAAASE/03Ej_V1_uT0/s320/Lizzie+Miler+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCUEBTqyvqI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ztsjqb55t1Y/s1600/Lizzie+Miler.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCUEBTqyvqI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ztsjqb55t1Y/s320/Lizzie+Miler.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Realmente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;o importante é ser &lt;b&gt;SAUDÁVEL&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bj&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-6544449764047210740?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/6544449764047210740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=6544449764047210740' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6544449764047210740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6544449764047210740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/06/mulher-da-pagina-194-por-martha.html' title='Mulher da Página 194 por Martha Medeiros'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCUDlXlEg-I/AAAAAAAAARs/ZMaU-fwiloo/s72-c/Lizzie+Miler+0.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-5405506279798234809</id><published>2010-06-23T13:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:00:36.230-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Como uma empresa...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(eu e Gi moramos com minha mãe) e ontem foi assim...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;_ Mãe, aqui em casa somos como uma empresa, você é a chefe e a vó é a assistente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;então eu perguntei:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;_ E você é o que? Empregado?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;depois de pensar por uns instantes ele disse...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;_ Não, sou filho da chefe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCIvHh-I60I/AAAAAAAAARk/eLYLBN4VSP4/s1600/mae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCIvHh-I60I/AAAAAAAAARk/eLYLBN4VSP4/s200/mae.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(foto google)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aí fico pensando,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;como posso me perder tanto se tenho comigo o melhor de mim?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e me aviso:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LILIAN BOLA PRA FRENTE, VC CONSEGUE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-5405506279798234809?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/5405506279798234809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=5405506279798234809' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5405506279798234809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5405506279798234809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/06/como-uma-empresa.html' title='Como uma empresa...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCIvHh-I60I/AAAAAAAAARk/eLYLBN4VSP4/s72-c/mae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-5728975904778208190</id><published>2010-06-22T11:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:17:53.591-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>Cadê?...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cadê MEU sol?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCDFvMhiNVI/AAAAAAAAARc/uGbrHwdcbxU/s1600/sol+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCDFvMhiNVI/AAAAAAAAARc/uGbrHwdcbxU/s320/sol+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(foto google)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;juro q uma hr eu acho...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e não vai demorar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-5728975904778208190?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/5728975904778208190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=5728975904778208190' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5728975904778208190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5728975904778208190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/06/cade.html' title='Cadê?...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TCDFvMhiNVI/AAAAAAAAARc/uGbrHwdcbxU/s72-c/sol+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3367386072811287391</id><published>2010-06-16T13:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:24:07.967-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>socorro!…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TBj5zNKi3tI/AAAAAAAAARU/_zJ2jSL4Ba8/s1600-h/tempestade%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="tempestade" border="0" height="260" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TBj5z35-DII/AAAAAAAAARY/k59fuUDV9tk/tempestade_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="tempestade" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(foto google) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hj to assim, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;meu mundo no meio de uma tempestade... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma mistura absurdas de sentimentos, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dos melhores aos piores... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tristeza imensa, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raiva avassaladora, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma não-aceitação das mudanças, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma saudade doída de uma vida q não existe (e nunca vai existir), &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma descrença infinita... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hj exatamente, acredito q não tem sentimento bom misturado não... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cadê eles? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Será q dependem só de mim pra aparecerem? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu Deus... cadê minha fé? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu queria por alguns momentos conseguir parar de pensar, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ficar em off,  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esquecer de tudo, de todos, de mim... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ficar no nada, no vazio, sem pensamentos, sem sentimentos... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tem como? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(às vezes falar com alguém bagunça tanto a gente…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3367386072811287391?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3367386072811287391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3367386072811287391' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3367386072811287391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3367386072811287391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/06/socorro.html' title='socorro!…'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TBj5z35-DII/AAAAAAAAARY/k59fuUDV9tk/s72-c/tempestade_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-454862355003050247</id><published>2010-06-09T13:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T13:19:47.949-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>O tempo, a vida, não pára...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Disparo contra o sol&lt;br /&gt;Sou forte, sou por acaso&lt;br /&gt;Minha metralhadora cheia de mágoas&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou um cara&lt;br /&gt;Cansado de correr&lt;br /&gt;Na direção contrária&lt;br /&gt;Sem pódio de chegada ou beijo de namorada&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou mais um cara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas se você achar&lt;br /&gt;Que eu tô derrotado&lt;br /&gt;Saiba que ainda estão rolando os dados&lt;br /&gt;Porque o tempo, o tempo não pára&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Dias sim, dias não&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou sobrevivendo sem um arranhão&lt;br /&gt;Da caridade de quem me detesta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;A tua piscina tá cheia de ratos&lt;br /&gt;Tuas idéias não correspondem aos fatos&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não pára&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu vejo o futuro repetir o passado&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo um museu de grandes novidades&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não pára&lt;br /&gt;Não pára, não, não pára&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu não tenho data pra comemorar&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes os meus dias são de par em par&lt;br /&gt;Procurando uma agulha num palheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Nas noites de frio é melhor nem nascer&lt;br /&gt;Nas de calor, se escolhe: é matar ou morrer&lt;br /&gt;E assim nos tornamos brasileiros&lt;br /&gt;Te chamam de ladrão, de bicha, maconheiro&lt;br /&gt;Transformam o país inteiro num puteiro&lt;br /&gt;Pois assim se ganha mais dinheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;A tua piscina tá cheia de ratos&lt;br /&gt;Tuas idéias não correspondem aos fatos&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não pára&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu vejo o futuro repetir o passado&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo um museu de grandes novidades&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não pára&lt;br /&gt;Não pára, não, não pára&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Dias sim, dias não&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou sobrevivendo sem um arranhão&lt;br /&gt;Da caridade de quem me detesta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;A tua piscina tá cheia de ratos&lt;br /&gt;Tuas idéias não correspondem aos fatos&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não pára&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu vejo o futuro repetir o passado&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo um museu de grandes novidades&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não pára&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não pára, não, não pára&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TA--V7IbWiI/AAAAAAAAARA/2SQp08ft81U/s1600/a+vida+n%C3%A3o+p%C3%A1ra.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TA--V7IbWiI/AAAAAAAAARA/2SQp08ft81U/s320/a+vida+n%C3%A3o+p%C3%A1ra.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-454862355003050247?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/454862355003050247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=454862355003050247' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/454862355003050247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/454862355003050247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-tempo-vida-nao-para.html' title='O tempo, a vida, não pára...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TA--V7IbWiI/AAAAAAAAARA/2SQp08ft81U/s72-c/a+vida+n%C3%A3o+p%C3%A1ra.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-7565493883181945355</id><published>2010-06-02T08:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T08:54:53.673-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>Sonho</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dias atrás, na hr de dormir, claro, meu Gi me pergunta:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mãe, qual seu maior sonho?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(cri cri cri...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não soube responder, acredito q seja pq não tenha nenhum!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como pode???...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O dele é dirigir uma Ferrari, rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TAZF8P72atI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AwWkVTkp3CM/s1600/sonhos017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TAZF8P72atI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AwWkVTkp3CM/s400/sonhos017.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-7565493883181945355?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/7565493883181945355/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=7565493883181945355' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7565493883181945355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7565493883181945355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/06/sonho.html' title='Sonho'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/TAZF8P72atI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AwWkVTkp3CM/s72-c/sonhos017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3156114572606387327</id><published>2010-06-01T09:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T09:25:37.791-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>Quanto???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quanto consigo ser forte?????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3156114572606387327?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3156114572606387327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3156114572606387327' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3156114572606387327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3156114572606387327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/06/quanto.html' title='Quanto???'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-4673117681005418285</id><published>2010-05-24T13:06:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T13:16:33.927-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matéria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girassol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagens'/><title type='text'>mais sobre girassóis!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sexta passada 21/05 li uma matéria no site &lt;a href="http://cosmo.uol.com.br/"&gt;Cosmo&lt;/a&gt; mto bacana!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Iniciativa linda e q deixou minha cidade mais linda ainda!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://cosmo.uol.com.br/noticia/53956/2010-05-21/girassol-antientulho-cria-espetaculo-em-campinas.html"&gt;Girassol antientulho cria espetáculo em Campinas&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como vcs sabem... AMO girassol!!!! rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estou reproduzindo aqui as fotos da matéria q foram tiradas pelo &lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flavio Grieger&lt;/b&gt;/A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;(Flávio, parabéns e obrigada!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;e quem quiser ver uma foto q eu msm tirei... &lt;a href="http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2009/09/vanessa-mae-do-sebastian-e-da-duda.html"&gt;tá aqui ó&lt;/a&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;bjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S_qkfSnyYLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jAOV3CYmaew/s320/53956072051G.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S_qkkL_SR9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/D9uV112cD6A/s1600/53956072127G.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S_qkkL_SR9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/D9uV112cD6A/s320/53956072127G.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14px;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-4673117681005418285?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/4673117681005418285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=4673117681005418285' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4673117681005418285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4673117681005418285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='mais sobre girassóis!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S_qjqdY2TDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QNePPGhAdKs/s72-c/53956072039G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-8944370041520524591</id><published>2010-05-14T10:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:24:57.517-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>Ser Mãe...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Nossa, mãe, vc tá grávida???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Claro q não, meu amor!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mas vc tá tão barriguda hj, faz um teste!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(silêncio)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Criança é pura, ingênua e sempre sincera... com o tempo cresce, muda, aprende a mentir e a esconder sentimentos, vê q na vida não podemos falar o q se pensa sempre e existe momentos q exige q sejamos 'politicamente corretos'...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porém, meu pequeno ainda é puro, ingênuo e sempre sincero... (oi??????????? to pançuda?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Esse 'diálogo' aconteceu anteontem 12/05 aproximadamente 22h, claro q era na hr da gente deitar, relaxar e dormir!!! Mais uma vez ele me surpreendendo, me fazendo rir de mim msm e de pensar e sentir: COMO É BOM SER MÃE!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aí bateu saudade e tô postando uma foto dos 45 minutos do 2º tempo, ANO NOVO DE 2001 para 2002... eu estava de 8 meses!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ah, não esqueci do Dia das Mães! Mas como não tenho pc em casa e dependo de tempo pra usar o pc no trabalho, fica esse post como uma 'homenagem' rs... FELIZ DIA DAS MAMÃES!!! Pra todas as mães, q pariram do corpo, da alma e do coração suas crias!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S-1OwNCd-lI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vZG_42-k-40/s1600/01+1+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S-1OwNCd-lI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vZG_42-k-40/s320/01+1+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(eu e Gi 30/12/2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-8944370041520524591?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/8944370041520524591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=8944370041520524591' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8944370041520524591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8944370041520524591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/05/ser-mae.html' title='Ser Mãe...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S-1OwNCd-lI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vZG_42-k-40/s72-c/01+1+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-926193479182161534</id><published>2010-05-11T16:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:23:27.083-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matéria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Para os românticos, Sandra Maia via Yahoo! Colunistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://colunistas.yahoo.net/posts/1474.html"&gt;Para os românticos, Sandra Maia via Yahoo! Colunistas&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;br /&gt;Quando falo em amor, posso deixar transparecer  que também acredito naquele amor dos contos de fadas… Não acredito. Entendo que esse é um sentimento complexo e exercê-lo demanda mais que desejo – demanda decisão.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-926193479182161534?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://colunistas.yahoo.net/posts/1474.html' title='Para os românticos, Sandra Maia via Yahoo! Colunistas'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/926193479182161534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=926193479182161534' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/926193479182161534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/926193479182161534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/05/para-os-romanticos-sandra-maia-via.html' title='Para os românticos, Sandra Maia via Yahoo! Colunistas'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-2101290149203532382</id><published>2010-05-06T15:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:13:11.198-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>Economiza!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mãe, me dá um Nintendo DS?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Filho, é caro, agora não dá...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mãe, qdo q dá?? No Dia das Crianças?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Filho, não sei se até lá a mãe vai ter dinheiro...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- MÃE, ENTÃO ECONOMIZA!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Claro q esse diálogo aconteceu, claro q foi na hr de dormir, horário q ele adora um DR ou contar causos ou simplesmente falar ou perguntar e claro q eu já estava mega sonolenta... rs... E td isso aconteceu na noite de terça, 04/05/2010... Eu tinha q registrar! Como criança é prática!!!!! rsrsrs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S-MGaArva6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/bo0lvkMwlqk/s1600/como-economizar-dinheiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S-MGaArva6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/bo0lvkMwlqk/s320/como-economizar-dinheiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(foto google)&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/6526036479767610599-2101290149203532382?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/2101290149203532382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=2101290149203532382' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2101290149203532382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2101290149203532382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/05/economiza.html' title='Economiza!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S-MGaArva6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/bo0lvkMwlqk/s72-c/como-economizar-dinheiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3645142814610092536</id><published>2010-04-30T15:53:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T17:29:34.239-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'>E ontem eu li…</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;…&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ontem eu li isso:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;b&gt;vc tem mesmo algo de criança&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;o sorriso sem censura&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;empolgação,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;vibração&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Confesso q é verdd... e adorei!!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E adorei mais ainda pq veio de uma pessoa linda, extremamente sensível e q tem um coração imenso!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Obrigada, K.M.! Sempre!)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bom fds e feriado à todos!!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S9snCVLdbTI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/DesIFfJNdsc/s1600-h/DSC01262%201%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC01262 1" border="0" height="208" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S9snDGxlHrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_zPP275SCpA/DSC01262%201_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC01262 1" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(foto do aniversário do meu filho... em 27/02/2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O girassol&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Sempre que o sol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Pinta de anil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Todo o céu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;O girassol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Fica um gentil  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Carrossel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;O girassol é o carrossel das abelhas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Pretas e vermelhas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Ali ficam elas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Brincando, fedelhas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Nas pétalas amarelas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;— Vamos brincar de carrossel, pessoal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;— "Roda, roda, carrossel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Roda, roda, rodador &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Vai rodando, dando mel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Vai rodando, dando flor". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;— Marimbondo não pode ir que é bicho mau! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;— Besouro é muito pesado! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;— Borboleta tem que fingir de borboleta na entrada! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;— Dona Cigarra fica tocando seu realejo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;— "Roda, roda, carrossel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Gira, gira, girassol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Redondinho como o céu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Marelinho como o sol". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;E o girassol vai girando dia afora . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;O girassol é o carrossel das abelhas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;(Vinícius de Moraes) &lt;/div&gt;…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3645142814610092536?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3645142814610092536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3645142814610092536' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3645142814610092536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3645142814610092536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-ontem-eu-li.html' title='E ontem eu li…'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S9snDGxlHrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_zPP275SCpA/s72-c/DSC01262%201_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-5179184543565837065</id><published>2010-04-27T15:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T15:55:19.529-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Charme...!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Cheia de charme, um desejo enorme&lt;br /&gt;De se aventurar&lt;br /&gt;Cheia de charme, um desejo enorme&lt;br /&gt;De revolucionar"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Guilherme Arantes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S9cwuj8H9FI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eSLkbTylNlM/s1600/Ensaio+2+15x21+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S9cwuj8H9FI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eSLkbTylNlM/s320/Ensaio+2+15x21+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S9cyFM1nqII/AAAAAAAAAO4/GpsciB2_70Y/s1600/01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S9cyFM1nqII/AAAAAAAAAO4/GpsciB2_70Y/s320/01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bom...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nem preciso falar o qto indico a&lt;a href="http://paticamillo.blogspot.com/"&gt; Pati&lt;/a&gt; né??? rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(e agora tem um &lt;a href="http://paticamillophotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; só pra fotografia!!!) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&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/6526036479767610599-5179184543565837065?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/5179184543565837065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=5179184543565837065' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5179184543565837065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5179184543565837065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/04/charme.html' title='Charme...!!!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S9cwuj8H9FI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eSLkbTylNlM/s72-c/Ensaio+2+15x21+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-7806218014596053877</id><published>2010-04-09T13:13:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:27:15.493-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Um dia!</title><content type='html'>…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje eu queria ser ‘bem boa’ com as palavras,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; pra expressar alguns sentimentos!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como chega a ser engraçado, a gente gostar tão rápido,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; se apegar tão fácil, ao q nos faz bem, às coisas boas!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E também chega a ser engraçado como é complicado esquecer!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você esquece lembrando!!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do sorriso, da risada, do olhar, de um gesto...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então você tem q se esforçar a pensar menos, lembrar menos, querer menos...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E isso não é rápido como gostar... e muito mais lento, e dói!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu queria mesmo entender certas coisas...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tenho tantos ‘porquês’ na cabeça que quase enlouqueço...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só que sei que não adianta questionar, &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A gente só pode sentir, vivenciar e esperar ir embora!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um dia,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quero parar de consertar,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ser consertada...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E bom fds!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S79SH8hlfgI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KZn2cJYqIJ0/s1600-h/pb%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="pb" border="0" height="260" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S79SIvuhQzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6pJmkiotleQ/pb_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="pb" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Li Gratti by &lt;a href="http://paticamillo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pati Camillo&lt;/a&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/6526036479767610599-7806218014596053877?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/7806218014596053877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=7806218014596053877' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7806218014596053877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7806218014596053877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/04/um-dia.html' title='Um dia!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S79SIvuhQzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6pJmkiotleQ/s72-c/pb_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3928931312439000309</id><published>2010-03-30T16:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:20:44.979-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>Pássaros...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Eu conheço a imensidão do céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Pássaro que sou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Mergulharei de vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Uma vez ou três.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Duzentos por hora, ou algo mais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Na velocidade de encontrar você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Te merecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Voar, sem ter onde chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; E de lá do céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Formaremos dois em um só,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Fugirei da chuva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Beijarei o sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Amanheceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; É hora de voar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Amanheceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; É hora de voar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Sigo meu instinto animal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Cruzo mil fronteiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Garimpando amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Semeador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; De tanto voar achei você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Multicolorido exatamente igual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Ao meu astral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Melhor é voar a dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; E de lá do céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Formaremos dois em um só,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Fugirei da chuva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Beijarei o sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Amanheceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; É hora de voar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Amanheceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; É hora de voar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cau67P5k_mI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cau67P5k_mI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3928931312439000309?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3928931312439000309/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3928931312439000309' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3928931312439000309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3928931312439000309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/03/passaros.html' title='Pássaros...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-4094768417787800243</id><published>2010-03-25T18:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:02:48.365-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>A menopausa</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6vOGnoKqVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/WzPC1Csd6sA/s1600/DSC01263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6vOGnoKqVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/WzPC1Csd6sA/s320/DSC01263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(eu e Gi no dia da festinha dele de 08 anos - 27/02/2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ontem a noite estava mto quente... e linda!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sai do banho e fui até a cozinha, lá meu filhote tava comendo um pão e tomando um copo de leite, sentadinho a mesa...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E eu gritei pra minha mãe, q estava assistindo tv no quarto:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- "Mãe do céu, tá calor assim ou eu tô na menopausa?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;NIsso o GI vira e pergunta:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- " Mãe o q é menopausa?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E eu, simplificando a vida, respondi:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- " É umas coisas q mudam no corpo da mulher qdo ela tá ficando velha..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ele, sem pensar e com mta convicção:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- " Ah, mãe, então vc tá na menopausa msm..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(oi?) Só pude rir e escutar a risada da minha mãe lá do quarto... rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acho q preciso melhorar as minhas explicações, né?!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6vPO3uBGGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/djaTa1aUvQk/s1600/menopausa01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6vPO3uBGGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/djaTa1aUvQk/s320/menopausa01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-4094768417787800243?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/4094768417787800243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=4094768417787800243' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4094768417787800243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/4094768417787800243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/03/menopausa.html' title='A menopausa'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6vOGnoKqVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/WzPC1Csd6sA/s72-c/DSC01263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-8799301212486034626</id><published>2010-03-22T12:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:10:11.849-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>A parábola da Indecisão</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boa semana á todos!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abaixo um texto incrível e mto verdadeiro!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6eGs3mOL_I/AAAAAAAAANw/zy0afcxwquk/s1600-h/separa%C3%A7%C3%A3o+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6eGs3mOL_I/AAAAAAAAANw/zy0afcxwquk/s200/separa%C3%A7%C3%A3o+2.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Parábola da Indecisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Havia um grande muro separando dois grandes grupos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;De um lado do muro estavam Deus, os anjos e os servos leais de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Do outro lado do muro estavam Satanás, seus demônios e todos os humanos que não servem a Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;E em cima do muro havia um jovem indeciso, que havia sido criado num lar cristão, mas que agora estava em dúvida se continuaria servindo a Deus ou se deveria aproveitar um pouco os prazeres do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;O jovem indeciso observou que o grupo do lado de Deus chamava e gratava sem parar para ele:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;- Ei, desce do muro agora... Vem pra cá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Já o grupo de Satanás não gritava e nem dizia nada. Essa situação continuou por um tempo, até que o jovem indeciso resolveu perguntar a Satanás:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;- &lt;i&gt;O grupo do lado de Deus fica o tempo todo me chamando para descer e ficar do lado deles. Por que você e seu grupo não me chamam e nem dizem nada para me convencer a descer para o lado de vocês?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Grande foi a surpresa do jovem quando Satanás respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;É porque o muro é MEU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6eGoOUpKPI/AAAAAAAAANo/GdSlWIn1C7A/s1600-h/indecisao1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6eGoOUpKPI/AAAAAAAAANo/GdSlWIn1C7A/s320/indecisao1.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Seguir em frente ou viver no passado?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-8799301212486034626?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/8799301212486034626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=8799301212486034626' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8799301212486034626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8799301212486034626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/03/parabola-da-indecisao.html' title='A parábola da Indecisão'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6eGs3mOL_I/AAAAAAAAANw/zy0afcxwquk/s72-c/separa%C3%A7%C3%A3o+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-2257035230569954987</id><published>2010-03-19T16:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:15:53.049-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Encerrando um ciclo…</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu vivi um sonho lindo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vivi intensamente uma verdadeira paixão!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas como todo relacionamento, tem seus altos e baixos... e nesse meio nos perdemos... e me ceguei de mágoa... porém o amor que sentia não foi embora, só havia adormecido num canto do coração... e com mta paciência, tempo e fé, a mágoa foi embora... e o amor acordou... mas era tarde!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ou não... é melhor pensar q tudo q vivi teve sua importância, me fez crescer, me fez reconhecer mta coisa e teve seu tempo! &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprendi tb q o amor não supera td... tem coisas q tem q querer mto, pra melhorar, aprender e viver e conviver... só amar não basta!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como tudo na vida tem seu tempo... começo, meio e fim...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E eu fui feliz!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mto feliz, me apaixonei intensamente e vivi essa paixão, até onde devia viver...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como diz um dos textos da &lt;a href="http://www.rosanabraga.com.br/index.php"&gt;Rosana Braga&lt;/a&gt; “&lt;a href="http://www.rosanabraga.com.br/index.php?pagina=artigos&amp;amp;id=9"&gt;Não precisa ser pra sempre, mas precisa ser até o final&lt;/a&gt;”... E nosso final chegou.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sinto hj um misto de tristeza e alegria, tristeza pq acabou, mas alegria pq vivi o q vivi!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E hj me prometo q encerro um ciclo e me permito seguir em frente!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deixo abaixo um texto mto bacana q achei na net... E resume mto do q queria desabafar, mas não encontro palavras!!!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6POeXclJKI/AAAAAAAAANg/PbzpGHJfXoo/s1600-h/separa%C3%A7%C3%A3o%201%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="separação 1" border="0" height="176" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S6POwdFoChI/AAAAAAAAANk/m_Ma6ixR8Mk/separa%C3%A7%C3%A3o%201_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="separação 1" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre é preciso saber quando uma etapa chega ao final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se insistimos em permanecer nela mais do que o tempo necessário, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdemos a alegria e o sentido das outras etapas que precisamos viver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encerrando ciclos, fechando portas, terminando capítulos,&lt;br /&gt;não importa o nome que damos,&lt;br /&gt;o que importa é deixar no passado os momentos da vida que já se acabaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi despedido do trabalho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Terminou uma relação?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixou a casa dos pais?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Partiu para viver em outro país?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A amizade tão longamente cultivada desapareceu sem explicações?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Você pode passar muito tempo se perguntando por que isso aconteceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode dizer para si mesmo que não dará mais um passo enquanto não entender as razões que levaram certas coisas, que eram tão importantes e sólidas em sua vida, serem subitamente transformadas em pó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas tal atitude será um desgaste imenso para todos:&lt;br /&gt;seus pais, seu marido ou esposa, seus amigos, seus filhos, sua irmã,&lt;br /&gt;todos estarão encerrando capítulos, virando a folha, seguindo adiante,&lt;br /&gt;e todos sofrerão ao ver que você está parado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ninguém pode estar ao mesmo tempo no presente e no passado, nem mesmo quando tentamos entender as coisas que acontecem conosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que passou não voltará: não podemos ser eternamente meninos, adolescentes tardios, filhos que sentem-se culpados ou rancorosos com os pais, amantes que revivem noite e dia uma ligação com quem já foi embora e não tem a menor intenção de voltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As coisas passam, e o melhor que fazemos é deixar que elas realmente possam ir embora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por isso é tão importante (por mais doloroso que seja!) destruir recordações, mudar de casa, dar muitas coisas para orfanatos, vender ou doar os livros que tem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tudo neste mundo visível é uma manifestação do mundo invisível, do que está acontecendo em nosso coração e o desfazer-se de certas lembranças significa também abrir espaço para que outras tomem o seu lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixar ir embora.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Soltar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desprender-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ninguém está jogando nesta vida com cartas marcadas, portanto as vezes ganhamos, e as vezes perdemos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não espere que devolvam algo, não espere que reconheçam seu esforço, que descubram seu gênio, que entendam seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pare de ligar sua televisão emocional e assistir sempre ao mesmo programa, que mostra como você sofreu com determinada perda: isso o está apenas envenenando, e nada mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não há nada mais perigoso que rompimentos amorosos que não são aceitos, promessas de emprego que não tem data marcada para começar, decisões que sempre são adiadas em nome do momento ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antes de começar um capítulo novo, é preciso terminar o antigo: diga a si mesmo que o que passou, não voltará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lembre-se que houve uma época em que podia viver sem aquilo, sem aquela pessoa - nada é insubstituível, um hábito não é uma necessidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode parecer óbvio, pode mesmo ser difícil, mas é muito importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encerrando ciclos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não por causa do orgulho, por incapacidade, ou por soberba, mas porque simplesmente aquilo já não se encaixa mais na sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feche a porta, mude o disco, limpe a casa, sacuda a poeira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixe de ser quem era, e se transforme em quem é. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-2257035230569954987?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/2257035230569954987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=7965766240779649890' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7965766240779649890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7965766240779649890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/03/amizade.html' title='Amizade...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S5_UFR0y5wI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IX2ecFoaEbw/s72-c/amizade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-2416990591133048564</id><published>2010-03-11T18:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:11:07.726-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selo'/><title type='text'>Mais um Presente!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bom queridos!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fiquei super surpresa (rs) com a indicação e ser persenteada com o lindo selo abaixo pela querida Márcia de Freitas do blog &lt;a href="http://vemdesfrutardoamordedeus.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Vem desfrutar do amor de Deus"&lt;/a&gt; !!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Esse mundinho da blogsfera realmente é surpreendente, tantas amizades se fazem, tanta coisa em comum descobrimos e tanta, mas tanta palavras de ajuda e mta diversão tb!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S5lYqwAwyiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/P5QwBHmn9ow/s1600-h/blog_de_ouro+selo+da+Vanessa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S5lYqwAwyiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/P5QwBHmn9ow/s320/blog_de_ouro+selo+da+Vanessa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seguem às regras!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responder as perguntas abaixo e indicar 3 blogs para receber o selinho!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Por que você acha que mereceu esse selinho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Pq a Márcia é uma pessoa incrível, de coração imenso, mãezona e q segue Deus, coisas simples e básicas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Na sua opinião, qual post de seu blog é mais merecedor de um prêmio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Não sei, escevo mto pra mim msm, como um desabafo, o blog no início era só passatempo pra registrar alguns textos q gosto, mas com o tempo foi crescendo e com isso crescendo as amizades vistuais tb, q tanto adoro!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Do blog que te indicou, o que mais te agrada? Ele merecia o blog de ouro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Mto!!! O q mais me agrada é o modo q a Márcia escreve, adoro o jeito simples e direto dela, também os assuntos... uma verdadeira mãezona!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E os blogs q indico são:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ká Montone - &lt;a href="http://varaldasartes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Varal das Artes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pati Camillo - &lt;a href="http://paticamillo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caleidoscópio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e da novata e querida amiga Katinha Rossi - &lt;a href="http://katianerossi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katiane Rossi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obrigada a todas amigas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;por existirem na minha vida!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S5lcCAApEuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7cTbRuMDDsA/s1600-h/LiGrattibyPatiCamillo01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S5lcCAApEuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7cTbRuMDDsA/s320/LiGrattibyPatiCamillo01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(mais uma fotinha do meu 'book by Pati Camillo'!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-2416990591133048564?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/2416990591133048564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=2416990591133048564' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2416990591133048564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/2416990591133048564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/03/mais-um-presente.html' title='Mais um Presente!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S5lYqwAwyiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/P5QwBHmn9ow/s72-c/blog_de_ouro+selo+da+Vanessa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3048051764749045075</id><published>2010-03-04T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:28:07.509-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérola-do-Gi'/><title type='text'>A Bala...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S5AW3FK--lI/AAAAAAAAAMk/HvB7o5SExNA/s1600-h/DSC01226commoldura.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S5AW3FK--lI/AAAAAAAAAMk/HvB7o5SExNA/s320/DSC01226commoldura.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;oi!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sábado passado fiz um 'bolo com guaraná' pra cantar parabéns pro meu pequeno!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ele tava tão, mas tão feliz q não se cabia de alegria!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e como a grana tá curta, foi só pros 'mais chegados' msm...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;enfim...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hj cedo, eu levando ele pra escola,eis q ele tira uma bala do bolso e me conta a seguinte história:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'mãe, um amigo do 2º ano soube q fiz aniversário, mas não pode ir na minha festa, mas ele me deu essa bala e disse q não deu pra ir numa loja me comprar um presente melhor, mas eu adorei a bala...'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(juro q me emocionei)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;por esse e outros motivos q amo criança, não há nada mas NADA mais PURO do q eles!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3048051764749045075?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3048051764749045075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3048051764749045075' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3048051764749045075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3048051764749045075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/03/bala.html' title='A Bala...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S5AW3FK--lI/AAAAAAAAAMk/HvB7o5SExNA/s72-c/DSC01226commoldura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-8220989252563395764</id><published>2010-03-02T18:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:03:41.826-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Epifania da Incerteza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;De repente percebo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;- não mais com a mente e sim com o coração -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;que não há certo nem errado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Há apenas o amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;E que quando aceitamos esse estado de extrema fragilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;que é amar o outro exatamente como é,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;sem pretender reformar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;sem almejar ensinar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;sem nenhuma expectativa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;atingimos a paz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;As pessoas são.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;O mundo é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #0b5394;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Os adjetivos terminam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Texto de autoria de Ligia Gomes Carneiro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S418w9WjSQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ONgh-nLJ98E/s1600-h/LiGrattibyPatiCamillo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S418w9WjSQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ONgh-nLJ98E/s320/LiGrattibyPatiCamillo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;foto by PATI CAMILLO&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/6526036479767610599-8220989252563395764?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/8220989252563395764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=8220989252563395764' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8220989252563395764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8220989252563395764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/03/epifania-da-incerteza.html' title='Epifania da Incerteza'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S418w9WjSQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ONgh-nLJ98E/s72-c/LiGrattibyPatiCamillo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3350182676584573433</id><published>2010-03-01T16:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:20:59.931-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>textinho...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000; text-align: center;"&gt;“Não acredito em pessoas que se complementam. Acredito em pessoas que se somam.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes você não consegue nem dar cem por cento de você para você mesmo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000; text-align: center;"&gt;como cobrar cem por cento do outro?&lt;br /&gt;Existe gente que precisa da ausência para querer a presença.&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano não é absoluto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000; text-align: center;"&gt;Ele titubeia, tem dúvidas e medos, mas se a pessoa REALMENTE gostar, ela volta.&lt;br /&gt;Nada de drama. ”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Arnaldo Jabor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4wZ6q9AzpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/n8Q3HTPMHYo/s1600-h/Carente-gatodebotas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4wZ6q9AzpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/n8Q3HTPMHYo/s320/Carente-gatodebotas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-3350182676584573433?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3350182676584573433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3350182676584573433' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3350182676584573433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3350182676584573433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/03/textinho.html' title='textinho...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4wZ6q9AzpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/n8Q3HTPMHYo/s72-c/Carente-gatodebotas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-7975782239941116468</id><published>2010-02-26T18:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:17:04.960-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'>O QUE ME FAZ VIVER!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zé, meu amor!!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você que me faz viver...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você que me faz levantar da cama todos os dias e lutar por uma vida melhor,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você que me faz rir quando meu coração quer chorar,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você que me faz ter fé e esperança quando não enxergo a luz que (sempre) existe no fim!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você que me faz viver!!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Giovani, minha luz, minha alegria, meu tudo, FELIZ 08 ANOS, meu amor!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Memé Li&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4hBBa5RnSI/AAAAAAAAAME/f7EOD826NkA/s1600-h/Giovani26022010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4hBBa5RnSI/AAAAAAAAAME/f7EOD826NkA/s320/Giovani26022010.jpg" style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Carrego em meu ventre, o dom da vida...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nada eh mais bonito ou valioso nesse mundo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se ser mãe eh padecer no paraíso,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estar grávida é estar quase lá...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas me sinto além... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é um amor que não se mede e não se explica...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apenas, se sente!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Por ti a minha alma existe.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Longe de ti eu fico triste.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;És meu riso,meu canto e meu grande amor.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;És quem tanto adoro.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando estas distante padeço.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nem quando durmo te esqueço.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;És minha oração preferida.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por ti e por teu amor.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É que minha vida existe."&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Temos todo o tempo do mundo.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não digo esse tempo que a gente marca no calendário.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estaremos juntos o tempo que for preciso,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nunca o tempo suficiente,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seja ele poucos ou muitos anos,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nunca será o bastante.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas viveremos, intensamente, esse amor que se renova,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas esta nova chance.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem cobranças, sem medos.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nunca tenha medo de amar demais."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(trecho do blog &lt;a href="http://www.pequenomarujo.blogger.com.br/"&gt;http://www.pequenomarujo.blogger.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"filhos são eternos e os momentos são passageiros" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-7975782239941116468?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/7975782239941116468/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=7975782239941116468' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7975782239941116468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/7975782239941116468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-que-me-faz-viver.html' title='O QUE ME FAZ VIVER!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4hBBa5RnSI/AAAAAAAAAME/f7EOD826NkA/s72-c/Giovani26022010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-5491644537709259479</id><published>2010-02-24T15:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:17:37.522-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minha vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>Aniversário...s!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois é... Dia 16 passou e foi td mto lindo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adoro fazer aniversário,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;gosto de festa, de reunir os amigos, de sorrir, de estar bem e feliz!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hj 24 tb é um dia especial...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É (ou seria? rs) aniversário do meu pai!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sei se a gente comemora, mas sei q essa data é marcada,mto próxima da minha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E da do Gi...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dia 26 meu bebê faz 8 anos!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;portanto:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;PARABÉNS PRA NÓS!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4V0TJwTz3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/69iWtl6z7to/s1600-h/retoque34.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4V0TJwTz3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/69iWtl6z7to/s320/retoque34.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-5491644537709259479?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/5491644537709259479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=5491644537709259479' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5491644537709259479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5491644537709259479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/02/aniversarios.html' title='Aniversário...s!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4V0TJwTz3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/69iWtl6z7to/s72-c/retoque34.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-3759667093779646701</id><published>2010-02-23T09:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:15:54.602-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>mais um UP...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"Ó beleza!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Onde está tua verdade?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4PMz3yRTeI/AAAAAAAAALs/Gq6kAND9wpM/s1600-h/Polaroid+14022010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4PMqd_CX6I/AAAAAAAAALc/0XWrXZ2TiyU/s1600-h/OgAAADT3cADT_JQmBLlnir_z_5WuNT9hlGCQC6FQWMtmKkQuT2EpRUj0V6Y1_J8k3mxyhVwRxcd8xNUVkzTlvTBWikoAm1T1UIK7cULTSinXbUnyxIx5OuMXTWUo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4PMqd_CX6I/AAAAAAAAALc/0XWrXZ2TiyU/s320/OgAAADT3cADT_JQmBLlnir_z_5WuNT9hlGCQC6FQWMtmKkQuT2EpRUj0V6Y1_J8k3mxyhVwRxcd8xNUVkzTlvTBWikoAm1T1UIK7cULTSinXbUnyxIx5OuMXTWUo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;fotos by &lt;a href="http://paticamillo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pati Camillo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;em 14/02/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4PMsNZnDFI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZFO0lUBcSCw/s1600-h/OgAAAC7T9Yv3uQXQIoxScAR6caBnjLVqHlv0at8wl9Nqdd5mnz2CE8DkaeG-c7mLr49PTCc6ZuRVhoOr5exGy2N7ty4Am1T1UCF0H-df_1vWSSd3bPIjCOxN8x80.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4PMsNZnDFI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZFO0lUBcSCw/s320/OgAAAC7T9Yv3uQXQIoxScAR6caBnjLVqHlv0at8wl9Nqdd5mnz2CE8DkaeG-c7mLr49PTCc6ZuRVhoOr5exGy2N7ty4Am1T1UCF0H-df_1vWSSd3bPIjCOxN8x80.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não preciso dizer o bem danado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que tirar fotos faz com a gente, né?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Depois conto do meu niver! Q foi MARAVILHOSO, obrigada Deus pelas amizades q tenho!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;... &lt;/i&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/6526036479767610599-3759667093779646701?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/3759667093779646701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=3759667093779646701' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3759667093779646701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/3759667093779646701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/02/mais-um-up.html' title='mais um UP...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S4PMqd_CX6I/AAAAAAAAALc/0XWrXZ2TiyU/s72-c/OgAAADT3cADT_JQmBLlnir_z_5WuNT9hlGCQC6FQWMtmKkQuT2EpRUj0V6Y1_J8k3mxyhVwRxcd8xNUVkzTlvTBWikoAm1T1UIK7cULTSinXbUnyxIx5OuMXTWUo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-6853823268510609130</id><published>2010-02-17T09:10:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:22:06.204-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'>sem título!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3vN8--qDcI/AAAAAAAAALU/3UyqozkKO8g/s1600-h/lois+lane+voando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3vN8--qDcI/AAAAAAAAALU/3UyqozkKO8g/s320/lois+lane+voando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"Havia me esquecido de como você é quente..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lois Lane para Superman em 'Superman - O Retorno'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-6853823268510609130?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/6853823268510609130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=6853823268510609130' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6853823268510609130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/6853823268510609130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/02/sem-titulo.html' title='sem título!'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3vN8--qDcI/AAAAAAAAALU/3UyqozkKO8g/s72-c/lois+lane+voando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-5246031456373323373</id><published>2010-02-11T12:29:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:15:26.354-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><title type='text'>um UP na AUTO-ESTIMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3QLNis78qI/AAAAAAAAALE/wYCh6WC3BhA/s1600-h/Borboletas+Colorido+10x15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3QLNis78qI/AAAAAAAAALE/wYCh6WC3BhA/s320/Borboletas+Colorido+10x15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;então foi assim...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;um amigo mto especial, q me conhece 'um pouco' e sabe o qto q adoro fotos e me fotografar, rs, me convidou pra ser 'cobaia' da irmã dele, q eu não conhecia, pois ela tá fazendo um curso de fotografia e precisava de uma 'MODELO' (misinti rsrsrs) pra fazer um projeto!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;claro q na hr eu topei... rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e fui lá, com a cara e a coragem, uma malinha de trocas e acessórios!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;foi domingo passado (07/02/10) e passei uma tarde única! primeiro pq conheci a &lt;a href="http://paticamillo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pati&lt;/a&gt;, que é um espetáculo de pessoa, doce e com cara de menininha, rs... tirei as fotos q adoro... e o melhor: deu um UP na auto-estima!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fora q a forma q ela &lt;a href="http://paticamillo.blogspot.com/2010/02/photo-shooting-today.html"&gt;falou de mim no blog dela&lt;/a&gt; foi algo delicioso de ler!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e engraçado q essas coisas acontecem 'do nada', mas como não creio no acaso, sei q foi Deus q deu uma mãozinha na minha deprê q tava chegando e mandou ela embora!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tô passando uma fase bem dificil, em vários sentidos, mas principalmente interno... e uma coisa simples, como conhecer a Pati e fazer as fotos, me ajudou mto, a me olhar no espelho e dizer bem alto "OI, TO AQUI!".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obrigada Deus, pela oportunidade!!! rs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ah, claro, não tem como falar das fotos, sem falar dos meus acessórios... são da &lt;a href="http://varaldasartes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ká Montone&lt;/a&gt;, Ateliê Dedo de Moça... VALE A PENA vcs conhecerem!!! RECOMENDO!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3QT-YYJ6ZI/AAAAAAAAALM/NC81qv34UVE/s1600-h/Posterizar+2+10x15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3QT-YYJ6ZI/AAAAAAAAALM/NC81qv34UVE/s320/Posterizar+2+10x15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-5246031456373323373?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/5246031456373323373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=5246031456373323373' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5246031456373323373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/5246031456373323373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-up-na-auto-estima.html' title='um UP na AUTO-ESTIMA'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3QLNis78qI/AAAAAAAAALE/wYCh6WC3BhA/s72-c/Borboletas+Colorido+10x15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-8922499280727473579</id><published>2010-02-08T17:49:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:18:16.394-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagens'/><title type='text'>Um dia sem rir é um dia desperdiçado...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3BqjKbFNCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/M1jHShcO1B0/s1600-h/estressado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3BqjKbFNCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/M1jHShcO1B0/s320/estressado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sem mais palavras!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bjs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da Li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e ótima semana a todos!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-8922499280727473579?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/8922499280727473579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=8922499280727473579' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8922499280727473579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8922499280727473579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-dia-sem-rir-e-um-dia-disperdicado.html' title='Um dia sem rir é um dia desperdiçado...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S3BqjKbFNCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/M1jHShcO1B0/s72-c/estressado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-1631625923819948166</id><published>2010-01-29T15:19:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:18:49.219-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagens'/><title type='text'>É assim que tem q ser…</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;... e é assim q um dia será!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S2MYuv-zWnI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aBUYsa4E5tM/s1600-h/gatinha-arrogante%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="gatinha-arrogante" border="0" height="260" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S2MYvRz3cMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/x8WaSuWEszE/gatinha-arrogante_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="gatinha-arrogante" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;"Quando me amei de verdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;compreendi que em qualquer circunstância,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;eu estava no lugar certo, na hora certa, no momento exato.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;E, então, pude relaxar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Hoje sei que isso tem nome... Auto-estima.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Quando me amei de verdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;pude perceber que minha angústia, meu sofrimento emocional,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;não passa de um sinal que estou indo contra minhas verdades.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Hoje sei que isso é... Autenticidade.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Quando me amei de verdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;parei de desejar que a minha vida fosse diferente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;e comecei a ver que tudo o que aconteceu contribuiu para o meu crescimento.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Hoje chamo isso tudo... Amadurecimento.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Quando me amei de verdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;comecei a perceber como é ofensivo tentar forçar alguma situação ou alguém apenas para realizar aquilo que desejo, mesmo sabendo que não é o momento ou a pessoa não está preparada, inclusive eu mesmo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Hoje sei que o nome disso é... Respeito.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Quando me amei de verdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;comecei a me livrar de tudo que não fosse saudável.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Pessoas, tarefas, tudo e qualquer coisa que me pusesse para baixo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;De início minha razão chamou essa atitude de egoísmo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Hoje sei que se chama... Amor-próprio.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Quando me amei de verdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;deixei de temer o meu tempo livre e desisti de fazer grandes planos,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;abandonei os projetos megalômanos de futuro.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Hoje faço o que acho certo, o que gosto, quando quero e no meu próprio ritmo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Hoje sei que isso é... Simplicidade.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Quando me amei de verdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;desisti de querer sempre ter razão e, com isso, errei menos vezes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Hoje descobria... Humildade.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Quando me amei de verdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;desisti de ficar revivendo o passado e de preocupar com o futuro.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Agora, me mantenho no presente, que é onde a vida acontece.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Hoje vivo um dia de cada vez.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Isso é... Plenitude.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Quando me amei de verdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;percebi que minha mente pode me atormentar e me decepcionar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Mas quando a coloco a serviço do meu coração, ela se torna uma grande e valiosa aliada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Tudo isso é... Saber viver!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;oi gente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;achei lindo o texto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;mto verdadeiro pro momento q to passando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;portanto quis compartilhar com vcs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;UM DIA APRENDO!!!&lt;/span&gt; Prometo pra mim mesma!!! Rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;e aproveitando tb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;só dizer q A SAUDADE DÓI msm dp de 20 anos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;(Te amo, Pai!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;Bjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;da Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;e ótimo fds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-1631625923819948166?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/1631625923819948166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=1631625923819948166' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1631625923819948166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/1631625923819948166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-assim-que-tem-q-ser.html' title='É assim que tem q ser…'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S2MYvRz3cMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/x8WaSuWEszE/s72-c/gatinha-arrogante_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-8600847442838905292</id><published>2010-01-26T16:15:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:20:32.148-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meu momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>É assim q me sinto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S18w2vHyGAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/iglruhYd1ro/s1600-h/cansaco01-thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S18w2vHyGAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/iglruhYd1ro/s320/cansaco01-thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cansada,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;esgotada,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;acabada,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;preocupada,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6526036479767610599-8600847442838905292?l=liliangratti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/feeds/8600847442838905292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6526036479767610599&amp;postID=8600847442838905292' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8600847442838905292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6526036479767610599/posts/default/8600847442838905292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liliangratti.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-assim-q-me-sinto.html' title='É assim q me sinto...'/><author><name>Lilian Gratti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17509096080900978728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/SASY3svjpkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HBblRl9YCXY/S220/100_4646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4FpIo0AkJ4/S18w2vHyGAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/iglruhYd1ro/s72-c/cansaco01-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526036479767610599.post-8927682496653498381</id><published>2010-01-19T17:10:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T16:11:03.621-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>Onde haja SOL</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5MHBjowPo6o&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5MHBjowPo6o&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há quem diga que quem anda só é melhor&lt;br /&gt;do que ao lado de quem não te quer bem&lt;br /&gt;O meu coração está cansado de ser torturado&lt;br /&gt;e precisa de alguém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou tomar o caminho mais reto&lt;br /&gt;vou seguir direto até onde eu quiser&lt;br /&gt;Vou levar esse amor solitário tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;e na boa até onde eu puder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja só,&lt;br /&gt;eu podia estar ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Mas não deu&lt;br /&gt;e eu não vou ficar aqui parado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To indo pra onde haja sol&lt;br /&gt;Pois o meu coração é meu lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser ir, pode vir já guardei seu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Vamos viver tudo aquilo que ainda não vivemos&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma chance pro amor,&lt;br /&gt;pra salvar o que ainda não perdemos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 270px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-style: italic;"&gt;oi gente querida!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-style: italic;"&gt;começando o ano com promoção!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-style: italic;"&gt;bacana né?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-style: italic;"&gt;a Eliane do Blog '&lt;a href="http://elainegaspareto.blogspot.com/"&gt;Um Pouco de Mim&lt;/a&gt;' tá fazendo uma promoção mto bacana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-style: italic;"&gt;e vou participar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EU QUERO&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-style: italic;"&gt;restaurar a minha vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; 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