<?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-8000962591813508398</id><updated>2011-11-23T07:55:38.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>casamento marcado, noiva neurótica</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>@laranjudo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4_e8K6eXQ0/Ts0XJYMALmI/AAAAAAAAC98/k7kzRbiLtAo/s220/avatarIWANTU.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-5341789933331549272</id><published>2009-05-14T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:17:17.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coração x Razão</title><content type='html'>Hoje eu escutei uma frase que descreveu completamente o que eu sou e como sou... é de uma compositora mineira espetacular....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meu coração tem asas, minha razão anda a pé."&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda Melo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim sou eu... só coração....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8000962591813508398-5341789933331549272?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/5341789933331549272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/05/coracao-x-razao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/5341789933331549272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/5341789933331549272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/05/coracao-x-razao.html' title='Coração x Razão'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-3115680089258842756</id><published>2009-04-25T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:32:02.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my friends - Vamos treinar!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero todo mundo dançando igualzinho!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLj5zphusLw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=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/OLj5zphusLw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8000962591813508398-3115680089258842756?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/3115680089258842756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-my-friends-vamos-treinar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/3115680089258842756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/3115680089258842756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-my-friends-vamos-treinar.html' title='To my friends - Vamos treinar!!!'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-4224154078526934046</id><published>2009-04-22T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:06:15.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80 DIAS - Considerações sobre o tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pois é... faltam 80 dias e já estou assim... imagina só como vou ficar no dia 10 de julho? Acho que vou precisar de muita ajuda de todas as minhas amigas...  &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SINAL DE INDIRETA... &lt;/span&gt;vou estar em choque! O dia que sempre sonhei vai estar mais perto que nunca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pode parecer que 80 dias é uma eternidade... mais pra mim já está perto demais... parece que ontem eu estava na fila da igreja para conseguir uma vaga pra casar! e até hoje tem tanta coisa para decidir e coisas para fazer, resolver... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;30 dias de férias é pouco mais 30 dias sem descanso é muito!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Considerações sobre o tempo... sempre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8000962591813508398-4224154078526934046?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/4224154078526934046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/80-dias-consideracoes-sobre-o-tempo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/4224154078526934046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/4224154078526934046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/80-dias-consideracoes-sobre-o-tempo.html' title='80 DIAS - Considerações sobre o tempo'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-4912725868686184647</id><published>2009-04-15T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:08:40.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>É assim... universal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SeXa161JZQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1Agrzs2mfsg/s1600-h/19062_scrapbooking_or_web_design_element_of_a_black_heart_crest_with_white_and_black_hearts_and_swirls_around_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324902754295571714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SeXa161JZQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1Agrzs2mfsg/s320/19062_scrapbooking_or_web_design_element_of_a_black_heart_crest_with_white_and_black_hearts_and_swirls_around_it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love you - Ich liebe dich - يحب عليك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我爱你 - Te amo - Ik houd u - Ti amo &lt;/div&gt;Kocham Cię - Я люблю тебя - Jet' aime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8000962591813508398-4912725868686184647?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/4912725868686184647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-you-ich-liebe-dich-te-amo-ik.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/4912725868686184647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/4912725868686184647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-you-ich-liebe-dich-te-amo-ik.html' title='É assim... universal'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SeXa161JZQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1Agrzs2mfsg/s72-c/19062_scrapbooking_or_web_design_element_of_a_black_heart_crest_with_white_and_black_hearts_and_swirls_around_it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-3795697968192980692</id><published>2009-04-15T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T05:20:53.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alianças... Qual é o sentido?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SeXQQeOJmXI/AAAAAAAAACA/86UaaSQ1Uco/s1600-h/img.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324891115844376946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SeXQQeOJmXI/AAAAAAAAACA/86UaaSQ1Uco/s320/img.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pois é... custei pra convercer o Cristiano que tinhamos que usar alianças... foi um custo mesmo. Pra ele não tinha a necessidade de colocar um "anel" no dedo pra mostrar que me ama, mais a aliança significa muito mais do que isso... e depois de muito procurar achei a resposta ideal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Os egípicios por volta de 2800 a.C, já usavam um anel para simbolizar o casamento. Para eles ,um círculo, não tendo nem começo nem fim significava a eternidade para a qual o casamento era destinado. Dois mil anos depois,os gregos descobriram os mistérios do magnetismo. Daí surgiu a crença de que um imã também podia atrair o coração. Os gregos acreditavam também que o dedo anular esquerdo possuia uma veia que levava diretamente ao coração. Por isso começavam a usar o anel de ferro imantado nesse dedo,para que os corações dos amantes ficassem atraídos para sempre. O costume passou aos romanos e a igreja manteve a tradição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precisa de mais alguma explicação? Vamos nos unir para sempre e sempre!!! Circular sem começo e sem fim, eterno... assim será nossa união!&lt;/strong&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/8000962591813508398-3795697968192980692?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/3795697968192980692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/alincas-qual-e-o-sentido.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/3795697968192980692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/3795697968192980692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/alincas-qual-e-o-sentido.html' title='Alianças... Qual é o sentido?'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SeXQQeOJmXI/AAAAAAAAACA/86UaaSQ1Uco/s72-c/img.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-3601710862724721587</id><published>2009-04-02T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T05:37:31.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapato para CASAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324896193383696978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SeXU4Bh3ClI/AAAAAAAAACI/odpcEkhyGQY/s320/sapatilha_noiva-790678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Que coisinha mais difícil... bem que poderiamos casar de sapatilha como essa... mais nada substitui o salto... elegante e poderoso! Mesmo que seja só um salticoooo! Mesmo porque se eu colocar um salto um tiquim maior eu fico gigante e bem maior que o noivo!!! rsrsrsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mais a dica é: procure um sapato confortável de preferência um usado, aquele que você usa muito, muito mesmo.... na hora que forrar o sapato ele fica novinho de novo!!! E fica lindo de viver!!! Outra coisa... nunca coloque broches ou bordados de vidrilhos, nada que tenha pontinhas porque isso pode destruir a barra do seu vestido... imaginou o prejuízo?&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/8000962591813508398-3601710862724721587?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/3601710862724721587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/sapato-para-casar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/3601710862724721587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/3601710862724721587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/04/sapato-para-casar.html' title='Sapato para CASAR'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SeXU4Bh3ClI/AAAAAAAAACI/odpcEkhyGQY/s72-c/sapatilha_noiva-790678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-4361173469462801852</id><published>2009-03-31T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:22:59.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Meu Amor Cristiano...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quando encontrar alguém e esse alguém fizer seu coração parar de funcionar por alguns segundos, preste atenção: pode ser a pessoa mais importante da sua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.Se os olhares se cruzarem e, neste momento,houver o mesmo brilho intenso entre eles, fique alerta: pode ser a pessoa que você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; está esperando desde o dia em que nasceu.Se o toque dos lábios for intenso, se o beijo for apaixonante, e os olhos se encherem d’água neste momento, perceba: existe algo mágico entre vocês.Se o primeiro e o último pensamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; do seu dia for essa pessoa, se a vontade de ficar juntos chegar a apertar o coração, agradeça: Deus te mandou um presente: O Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, preste atenção nos sinais - não deixe que as loucuras do dia-a-dia o deixem cego para a melhor coisa da vida: O AMOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ACHEI VOCÊ XIANO!!!&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/8000962591813508398-4361173469462801852?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/4361173469462801852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/para-meu-amor-cristiano.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/4361173469462801852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/4361173469462801852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/para-meu-amor-cristiano.html' title='Para Meu Amor Cristiano...'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-1189009487171641239</id><published>2009-03-31T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:25:51.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bem Casado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SdJuCwwdA2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/S1ad7_Ul6zI/s1600-h/bem-casado-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319435103604900706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SdJuCwwdA2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/S1ad7_Ul6zI/s320/bem-casado-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoje é dia... mais um capítulo da história do bem casado... o coisinha difícil de escolher! Na verdade todos são iguais, o que pesa mesmo é o precinho... já recebi um orçamento que o preço unitário era de R$1,90!!! Dá pra acreditar? Eu preciso de 450 bem casados... Na reta final você precisa economizar em tudo e realmente, sinceramente, honestamente não dá para pagar tão caro num bem casado... A solução é pesquisar, pesquisar, pesquisar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eu e minha inseparável amiga/madrinha Roberta, estamos enlouquecendo de tanto procurar... mais lá no fundinho a gente gosta demais e faríamos tudo outra vez umas 567 vezes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vamos direto para as dicas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tetê: o mais famoso de Belo Horizonte... e&lt;br /&gt;também o mais caro... 1,90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lenir Maia: núúúúúúúú!!! o que é aquele bem&lt;br /&gt;casado? pra mim é o melhor!... mais ainda tá meio salgadinho...&lt;br /&gt;1,60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sabrina: muito bom também... mais é bem&lt;br /&gt;artesanal... e menor também...tem um precinho melhor...1,20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vera Vieira: não experimentei mais tive boas&lt;br /&gt;indicações... 1,80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sabe qual é a melhor parte dessa história? A Degustação!!! Estamos morrendo de comer bem casados... Delícia!!!&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/8000962591813508398-1189009487171641239?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/1189009487171641239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/bem-casado.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/1189009487171641239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/1189009487171641239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/bem-casado.html' title='Bem Casado'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/SdJuCwwdA2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/S1ad7_Ul6zI/s72-c/bem-casado-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-17288579944010417</id><published>2009-03-30T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:20:06.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCORRO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meu Deus! E agora???? O desespero tomou conta de mim... sinal super vermelho três vezes.... para tudo! O tal do batistério... aquele documento que a igreja emite atestando que você foi batisado e que é essencial e necessário para casar... pois é. Sem ele você não pode casar. O meu está pronto, lindo me esperando na Igreja de São José e a grande notícia é que o documento do noivinho não existe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Então vamos lá.... se o documento não existe logo eu não posso casar!!! COMO ASSIM??? POR FAVOR! Maísa tomou conta de mim... meu mundo caiu... &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/8000962591813508398-17288579944010417?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/17288579944010417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/socorro.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/17288579944010417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/17288579944010417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/socorro.html' title='SOCORRO!!!'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-5119341081488522247</id><published>2009-03-28T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T04:31:53.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canecas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/Sc4I7TI4KVI/AAAAAAAAABo/UX5Dul0iVh8/s1600-h/2906467258_f799a38dfd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318198024813947218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/Sc4I7TI4KVI/AAAAAAAAABo/UX5Dul0iVh8/s320/2906467258_f799a38dfd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/Sc4Ix0ONUeI/AAAAAAAAABg/rZya41-4g1M/s1600-h/2906426214_3b2940cfa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318197861895983586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/Sc4Ix0ONUeI/AAAAAAAAABg/rZya41-4g1M/s320/2906426214_3b2940cfa4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ludemari/sets/72157608876147990/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/ludemari/sets/72157608876147990/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que dúvida... resolvi dar canecas personalizadas para os padrinhos... vão ficar lindas com as ilustrações de Ricardo Lima - o melhor... mais é o melhor mesmooooo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Achei essas no meu dia preferido.... o dia da vadiagem malemolente... Essas são lindas também, né?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu aqui fazendo hora e todas as canecas estão ali... na minha mesinha... branquinhas só me esperando... assim não ficam prontas no dia... Ai meu Deus!!! não vai dar tempo!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ludemari/sets/72157608876147990/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8000962591813508398-5119341081488522247?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/5119341081488522247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/canecas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/5119341081488522247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/5119341081488522247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/canecas.html' title='Canecas'/><author><name>Dani Rodarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646582651431124258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/ScpHurbYucI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1zHLKxyp5Y/S220/dani+-+color.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YDs1YSJWu-s/Sc4I7TI4KVI/AAAAAAAAABo/UX5Dul0iVh8/s72-c/2906467258_f799a38dfd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8000962591813508398.post-3708954917579797957</id><published>2009-03-23T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:32:42.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diga Sim Pra Mim</title><content type='html'>Eu pensei em comprar algumas flores&lt;br /&gt;Só pra chamar mais atenção&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, já não há mais razão pra solidão&lt;br /&gt;Meu bem, eu tô pedindo a sua mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então case-se comigo numa noite de luar&lt;br /&gt;Ou na manhã de um domingo a beira mar&lt;br /&gt;Diga sim pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Case-se comigo na igreja e no papel&lt;br /&gt;Vestido branco com bouquet e lua de mel&lt;br /&gt;Diga sim pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh , Sim pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu pensei em escrever alguns poemas&lt;br /&gt;Só pra tocar seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, uma pitada de romance é bom&lt;br /&gt;Meu bem, eu tô pedindo a sua mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então case-se comigo numa noite de luar&lt;br /&gt;Ou na manhã de um domingo a beira mar&lt;br /&gt;Diga sim pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Case-se comigo na igreja e no papel&lt;br /&gt;Vestido branco com bouquet e lua de mel&lt;br /&gt;Diga sim pra mim&lt;br /&gt;ahh Sim pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometo sempre ser o seu abrigo&lt;br /&gt;Na dor, o sofrimento é dividido&lt;br /&gt;Lhe juro ser fiel ao nosso encontro&lt;br /&gt;Na alegria,a felicidade vem em dobro&lt;br /&gt;Eu comprei uma casinha tão modesta&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, você não liga pra essas coisas&lt;br /&gt;Te darei toda a riqueza de uma vida&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então case-se comigo numa noite de luar&lt;br /&gt;Ou na manhã de um domingo a beira mar&lt;br /&gt;Diga sim pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Case-se comigo na igreja e no papel&lt;br /&gt;Vestido branco com bouquet e lua de mel&lt;br /&gt;Diga sim pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Sim pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case-se comigo&lt;br /&gt;Case-se comigo&lt;br /&gt;Case comigo meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Case-se comigo&lt;br /&gt;Case-se comigo&lt;br /&gt;Case comigo meu amor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8000962591813508398-3708954917579797957?l=datamarcada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/feeds/3708954917579797957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/diga-sim-pra-mim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/3708954917579797957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8000962591813508398/posts/default/3708954917579797957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://datamarcada.blogspot.com/2009/03/diga-sim-pra-mim.html' title='Diga Sim Pra Mim'/><author><name>@laranjudo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4_e8K6eXQ0/Ts0XJYMALmI/AAAAAAAAC98/k7kzRbiLtAo/s220/avatarIWANTU.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
