<?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-11061362</id><updated>2012-02-02T11:35:09.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas de Laurinha</title><subtitle type='html'>Minha alma é uma eterna adolescente</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>511</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-7734931439522324658</id><published>2011-02-01T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T11:13:33.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Outro Template</title><summary type='text'>Gente, eu fiz uma besteira ai (ainda nao entendi o que foi) e pronto, foi-se embora o meu template, com os meus links e tudo mais. Entao agora vou ter reconstruir tudinho novamente.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/7734931439522324658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=7734931439522324658&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7734931439522324658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7734931439522324658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2011/02/outro-template.html' title='Outro Template'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-4686328455750075146</id><published>2011-01-11T10:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T10:26:01.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos abrir uma Igreja?</title><summary type='text'>Deu na Folha de São Paulo:

Vou abrir minha igreja e já volto!

O primeiro milagre do heliocentrismo 
Eu, Claudio Angelo, editor de Ciência da Folha, e Rafael Garcia, repórter do jornal, decidimos abrir uma igreja. 
Com o auxílio técnico do departamento Jurídico da Folha e do escritório Rodrigues Barbosa, Mac Dowell de Figueiredo Gasparian Advogados, fizemo-lo. Precisamos apenas de R$ 418,42 em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/4686328455750075146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=4686328455750075146&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4686328455750075146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4686328455750075146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2011/01/vamos-abrir-uma-igreja.html' title='Vamos abrir uma Igreja?'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-7810970318553160057</id><published>2010-11-02T18:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:36:53.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Novela Passione</title><summary type='text'>Quem assiste?
Ok, quem matou Saulo, eu não sei, mas estou começando a achar que a Diana tem culpa no cartório. 
Cara de songa-monga, metida a perfeitinha, um porre, pra resumir. Mas na verdade, de perfeitinha ela não tem é nada. Vamos combinar. Mudou de homem umas 3 vezes, e terminou ficando com quem tem mais poder. E agora aparece uma estoria estranha de um irmão problemático, que nem tem nada a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/7810970318553160057/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=7810970318553160057&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7810970318553160057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7810970318553160057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2010/11/novela-passione.html' title='Novela Passione'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/TNCRvvjqB-I/AAAAAAAABlE/2Nwhz5uptbs/s72-c/mauro_diana_gerson2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-7892323188610059706</id><published>2010-10-18T11:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:38:11.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blockbuster, Netflix e RedBox</title><summary type='text'>A locadora de videos mais famosa dos Estados Unidos, a Blockbuster acaba de declarar falência, com uma dívida de quase $1 bilhão de dólares. A rede continuará atuando, mas espera fechar entre 500 e 800 das suas 4.425 lojas espalhadas pelos Estados Unidos. 
Eu não fiquei nem surpresa e nem com pena. A Blockbuster, que jã foi uma empresa líder do mercado americano, não conseguiu sobreviver as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/7892323188610059706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=7892323188610059706&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7892323188610059706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7892323188610059706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2010/10/blockbuster-netflix-e-redbox.html' title='Blockbuster, Netflix e RedBox'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/TLxweRs9iTI/AAAAAAAABk8/6aQ8_rMJMSU/s72-c/blockbuster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-6781393781105658752</id><published>2010-07-31T14:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:26:06.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida imita a arte</title><summary type='text'>UPDATE
Pra voces verem como  sao as coisas. Eu nem precisei me meter nessa estoria. 
Acontece que esses dois sao uns tremendos de uns trambiqueiros, e a minha empresa recebeu um telefonema do chefe desse cara na outra empresa, e passou o servico completo, inclusive o que eu nao sabia, que os dois estavam roubando informacoes de dentro da empresa para passar para outros clients.
A mocinha em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/6781393781105658752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=6781393781105658752&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6781393781105658752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6781393781105658752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2010/07/vida-imita-arte.html' title='A vida imita a arte'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1375962879090074288</id><published>2009-12-01T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T11:17:59.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O Preço do Natal</title><summary type='text'>Uma das músicas mais tocadas no Natal americano é The 12 Days of Christmas (Os 12 Dias de Natal), e traduzida para o Português, vai mais ou menos assim:

No Primeiro dia de Natal
O meu amor meu deu
Um pássaro num pé de pêra.

No Segundo dia de Natal
O meu amor me deu
Dois pombos
E um pássaro num pé de pêra

No Terceiro dia de Natal
O meu amor meu deu
Três guinés
Dois pombos
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Acordei hoje direto da cama pro carro. Você já fez isso? Sair assim da cama e se enfiar logo num carro? Vi que não tinha uma gota de café em casa, e eu não posso ficar sem meu café. Então me mandei pra Dunkin Donuts mais próxima. Quase que ía de pijamas mesmo, não ajeitei nem os cabelos. Enfiei uns óculos escuros na cara, e fui. Isso é que é vício, hein? Sem meu café simplesmente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/4614084908065585802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=4614084908065585802&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4614084908065585802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4614084908065585802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/11/acordei-hoje-direto-da-cama-pro-carro.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SwlsrIzntKI/AAAAAAAABgo/bCe87SeJFxI/s72-c/dunkin-donuts.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-676676619940149908</id><published>2009-11-19T10:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:17:35.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilari-lari-lariê....</title><summary type='text'>Eu andava me perguntando porque Sarah Palin sempre aparece com a mesma roupa (tá bom, roupas parecidas, da mesma cor). 

Acabei de descobrir.































Assim sendo, é melhor continuar com o uniforme vermelho mesmo, né?
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/676676619940149908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=676676619940149908&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/676676619940149908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/676676619940149908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/11/ilari-lari-larie.html' title='Ilari-lari-lariê....'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SwVg42TzF2I/AAAAAAAABgg/Se7aqNXJQhk/s72-c/sarah_palin_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-5789792752212824415</id><published>2009-11-16T10:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:12:18.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O vestido da estudante do Uniban</title><summary type='text'>Eu ando pegando o bonde andando com relação as notícias no Brasil. Por esses dias tenho assistido muito pouco Globo Internacional, e lido muito pouco online. Mas, de tanto ouvir falar, e sinceramente, não aguento mais, fui dar uma lida a respeito dessa menina, estudante do Uniban.

Então o vestido, causador do tumulto todo, é este aqui


Além de meio breguinha (verdade seja dita), não vi nada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/5789792752212824415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=5789792752212824415&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5789792752212824415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5789792752212824415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-vestido-da-estudante-do-uniban.html' title='O vestido da estudante do Uniban'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SwFlYj1EhcI/AAAAAAAABgY/9zD60PkEwWM/s72-c/vestido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-522160043095038636</id><published>2009-11-11T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:33:33.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As árvores viram flores</title><summary type='text'>
Eu não gosto do frio, mas adoro o Outono, e essas cores maravilhosas. Olha só que linda, a árvore daqui de casa. As fotos não fazem justiça a beleza desta árvore. As folhas adquirem uma cor vermelha escura intensa. Uma coisa realmente divina!





E aqui, a minha rua.


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/522160043095038636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=522160043095038636&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/522160043095038636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/522160043095038636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-arvores-viram-flores.html' title='As árvores viram flores'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SvseX_D6aMI/AAAAAAAABfw/-XgjYjNdJoE/s72-c/arvore2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1932165733834651933</id><published>2009-11-10T20:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:42:33.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Perigos da Bebida</title><summary type='text'>Pra quem ainda não viu, prestem bem atenção neste vídeo. Está em todos os noticiários locais e nacionais aqui nos Estados Unidos. Aconteceu a poucos dias atras, aqui em Boston, na linha de metrô laranja, que por sinal, é a linha que eu uso quando não estou dirigindo.

Incrível, gente! A mulher, super bêbada, perde o equilíbrio, cai nos trilhos do trem, exatamente na hora que o trem vem chegando. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1932165733834651933/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1932165733834651933&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1932165733834651933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1932165733834651933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/11/os-perigos-da-bebida.html' title='Os Perigos da Bebida'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-6589142210572390894</id><published>2009-11-08T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:09:30.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajeitando o Blog</title><summary type='text'>Como ja falei ai embaixo, o blog foi hackeado e eu perdi o meu template. Estou ajeitando tudinho novamente, mas acho que vai levar um tempinho pra ficar do jeitinho que eu gosto. Aos poucos vou adicionando todos os links dos blogs amigos novamente, entao se o seu blog nao estiver na lista ai do lado, nao eh por querer, eh so uma questao de tempo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/6589142210572390894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=6589142210572390894&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6589142210572390894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6589142210572390894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/11/ajeitando-o-blog.html' title='Ajeitando o Blog'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2367208538032322536</id><published>2009-11-06T16:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:15:09.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passei um tempo sem vir aqui, e acabei de descobrir que o meu blog foi hackeado. Perdi o meu layout que ja era antigo e eu adorava, e todos os meus links, etc. Vai levar tempo pra consertar tudinho como era antes. Mas por enquanto, aqui esta. Pelo menos o blog esta de volta.Outra coisa, a caixinha de comentarios esta de volta. Eu a tinha recolhido por um tempo. Mas vou continuar moderando tudo.No</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2367208538032322536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2367208538032322536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2367208538032322536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2367208538032322536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/11/caixinha-de-comentarios-esta-de-volta.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-6409594771041927244</id><published>2009-10-19T09:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:27:08.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Venus Fly Trap</title><summary type='text'>Vocês conhecem uma Venus Fly Trap? Esse é o nome em inglês daquela plantinha que em Português a gente chama simplesmente de planta carnívora. Pois não é que a danada da planta existe mesmo, de verdade? Eu na minha santa ignorância pensava que era apenas na ficção. Ontem, num parada rápida ao supermercado, encontrei Venus Fly Trap pra vender. Estava lá, aos montes, em vasinhos decorados com </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/6409594771041927244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=6409594771041927244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6409594771041927244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6409594771041927244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/10/venus-fly-trap.html' title='Venus Fly Trap'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/Stx3B0a5F5I/AAAAAAAABeo/0kVskPjF7-k/s72-c/venus+fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-627723325158478454</id><published>2009-08-21T09:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:58:26.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Desculpem a ausência! Para quem ainda não sabe estava passando férias no Brasil, passei um mês lá com o meu filho, e acabei de voltar. Estou super cansada, mas bem feliz e satisfeita. Recife estava super quente, apesar do inverno. As chuvas ocasionais eram refrescantes. Engraçacado que o povo Recifense sente frio. Eu que já me acostumei com as geleiras de Boston, achava graça. Enquanto eu só </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/627723325158478454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=627723325158478454&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/627723325158478454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/627723325158478454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/08/desculpem-ausencia-para-quem-ainda-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/So6nAxHXtZI/AAAAAAAABeA/H2kXPhXms2Q/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3176560797409291994</id><published>2009-07-29T17:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:36:35.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enquanto isso, em Olinda</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3176560797409291994/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3176560797409291994&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3176560797409291994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3176560797409291994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/07/enquanto-isso-em-olinda.html' title='Enquanto isso, em Olinda'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SnDA0NkBHKI/AAAAAAAABd4/4q9xUXMzOY8/s72-c/DSCF4577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2292766986213124494</id><published>2009-07-06T21:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:41:30.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me lembro de um professor de inglês que dizia que a gente não deveria ficar se preocupando em saber tudo, a tradução de todas as palavras, inglês perfeito... Porque não somos perfeitos, e ninguém sabe tudo, em qualquer que seja a língua. E dava como exemplo a palavra Convescote.Alguém sabe o que é convescote?Segundo ele, significa picnic em português. Mas ninguém fala convescote, porque a palavra</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2292766986213124494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2292766986213124494&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2292766986213124494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2292766986213124494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-lembro-de-um-professor-de-ingles-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3152759889025569646</id><published>2009-07-01T08:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:43:33.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Procura-se</title><summary type='text'>Alguém tem Sol pra vender? Quentinho, fresquinho.Estou importando um pouquinho de sol. Pode ser solzinho brando, assim de comecinho de dia mesmo. Pode ser qualquer solzinho de pouca duração, dois minutinhos está bom demais pra começo.Pago bem, e adiantando. Pago em cash, todas em verdinhas. Pago até em Euros.Porque faux verão de Boston ninguém merece, né? Não desejo nem aos meus inimigos.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3152759889025569646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3152759889025569646&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3152759889025569646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3152759889025569646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/07/procura-se.html' title='Procura-se'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-8216540780349885207</id><published>2009-06-26T09:12:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:44:21.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Todas os adolescentes dos anos 80, assim como eu, acordaram hoje sentindo-se um pouco orfãos . Perdemos dois grande ícones da nossa infância em um só dia, de uma paulada só.Michael Jackson e Farrah Fawcett. Como o Jôka falou no seu blog, tão lindamente, viajaram juntos numa limousine intergaláctica, num vôo sem escalas, direto para Neverland.Não vou fingir que não fiquei triste ontem com a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/8216540780349885207/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=8216540780349885207&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8216540780349885207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8216540780349885207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/06/todas-os-adolescentes-dos-anos-80-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SkTTXhsMtJI/AAAAAAAABdY/qOon_zYbYeA/s72-c/farrah.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3891465188457374655</id><published>2009-06-18T10:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:13:47.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estou viva, gente! E esta tudo bem! So ando sem saco pra blogar, verdade seja dita!Voltou depois.Beijos!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3891465188457374655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3891465188457374655&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3891465188457374655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3891465188457374655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/06/estou-viva-gente-e-esta-tudo-bem-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1324934164243458240</id><published>2009-05-20T23:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:00:18.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF was that?</title><summary type='text'>I'm pretty busy around here today, but please, oh, please, let me just voice my enormous disappointment with the American Idol Season Finale last night!WTF were people thinking? Seriously, in what planet is Kris better than Adam? Can anybody out there enlighten me? Go ahead, humor me, I'm all ears.OK, Kris is very cute, has a cute personality, nice voice, can play guitar and piano, really seems </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1324934164243458240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1324934164243458240&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1324934164243458240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1324934164243458240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/05/wtf-was-that.html' title='WTF was that?'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/ShVrunJkhNI/AAAAAAAABdA/ypKlIdtPRhI/s72-c/idol8_finaleakriswinsshocked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-5149230360623968087</id><published>2009-05-16T12:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:44:23.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Trek</title><summary type='text'>This movie is off the scale awesome!Depois eu venho aqui falar mais</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/5149230360623968087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=5149230360623968087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5149230360623968087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5149230360623968087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/05/star-trek.html' title='Star Trek'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/Sg7tMZztTaI/AAAAAAAABco/-hJcszuqSjU/s72-c/startrekcrewbanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3643376830360884775</id><published>2009-05-11T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:20:36.294-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> &lt;&lt;-- NOT ME!Na semana passada teve um acidente de metro horrivel aqui em Boston. Nao causou nenhuma morte, gracas a Deus, mas levou um monte de gente pro hospital, alguns em situacao grave. Agora estao divulgando que a causa do acidente foi distracao do condutor, que estava passando mensagem de texto no celular em horario de trabalho. Fiquei boba!Gente, esse foi o segundo acidente do mes aqui em</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3643376830360884775/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3643376830360884775&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3643376830360884775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3643376830360884775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/05/na-semana-passada-teve-um-acidente-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SgmfMYoS8eI/AAAAAAAABcg/AKEaPbRgtJM/s72-c/15rcellphones-600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-781369468737610453</id><published>2009-04-26T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:24:13.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has sprung</title><summary type='text'>Os pessegueiros daqui da frente de casa estão assim. E eu que nem sabia que pêssego dava flor!Clica na foto pra ampliar pra vocês verem que lindas!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/781369468737610453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=781369468737610453&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/781369468737610453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/781369468737610453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has sprung'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SfZif7uxbyI/AAAAAAAABcY/m3C5wTiXzbs/s72-c/14+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3932376731183636591</id><published>2009-04-23T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:25:18.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pena de morte, prisão perpétua, cadeira elétrica, choque anal,.. enfim, é disso que o Brasil está precisando. E nem me venham com aquele papinho furado, manjado, de direitos humanos e o escambau, que não rola.A minha tolerância é ZERO pra esse povo. Porque se eu fosse a mãe dessa criança, eu mesma iria esganar um desgraçado desses com as minhas próprias mãos.Aqui</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3932376731183636591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3932376731183636591&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3932376731183636591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3932376731183636591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/04/pena-de-morte-pra-esse-povo-eh-disso.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-8815012996161982495</id><published>2009-04-21T21:10:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:50:00.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Lambert</title><summary type='text'>Desde a primeira vez que eu ouvi o Adam cantar, eu já sabia que ele era especial.Duas semanas atrás, ele arrasou com Mad World do Tears for Fears, numa versão que eu particularmente achei melhor que a original. Fui correndo fazer o download do iTunes.Hoje Adam cantou If I Can't Have You, do Bee Gees, numa versao lenta da musica, que ninguem nunca arriscou, e sinceramente, gente, alguém mais por </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/8815012996161982495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=8815012996161982495&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8815012996161982495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8815012996161982495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/04/adam-lambert.html' title='Adam Lambert'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/Se5yp-HV_2I/AAAAAAAABcQ/YbKZyKmO44Q/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-468843543224226447</id><published>2009-04-14T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:27:51.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual é o seu signo?</title><summary type='text'>Recebi isso de um primo, achei engracadissimo.O meu é Áries, e posso dizer que é tudinho verdade que está escrito aquiDivirtam-se!Áries Áries é um signo irritante. Barraqueiro. Mandão. Mimado.É o primeiro signo do zodíaco, então é a criança, é o que dá o impulso e seu elemento é o fogo. E por ser a criança é o pentelho, o birrento, o chatoÁries é o que inicia, é o pioneiro, o precursor e um líder</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/468843543224226447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=468843543224226447&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/468843543224226447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/468843543224226447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/04/qual-e-o-seu-signo.html' title='Qual é o seu signo?'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3259726116240805183</id><published>2009-04-12T19:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:33:45.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Páscoa Americana</title><summary type='text'>A Páscoa nos Estados é celebrada no Domingo. E sem bacalhau (do que eu sinto muita falta, não vou mentir).Hoje fomos para o Brunch (mistura de Breakfast e Lunch, tipo um café da manhã tarde e um almoço cedo com comidas das duas categorias). Um Brunch de Páscoa, no Hilton Hotel.Na verdade já faz alguns anos que nós fazemos isso aqui em casa. Sem essa de juntar um mundareu de gente, escravizar na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3259726116240805183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3259726116240805183&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3259726116240805183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3259726116240805183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/04/pascoa-americana.html' title='Páscoa Americana'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SeKDvBOwgiI/AAAAAAAABbQ/HuLDxD0dt3g/s72-c/14+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-8609548075653717019</id><published>2009-04-05T20:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:26:26.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No final de semana eu fui a lojinha de produtos de beleza e comprei um desses curlers fininhos, pra fazer cachinhos bem pequeninhos nos meus cabelos.Meu marido olhou pra mim com ar de deboche e já foi perguntando "Outro?". Mas eu não tive energia pra explicar pra ele a diferença entre este novo e os outros que eu já tinha em casa, porque ele não ía entender mesmo.Fui pra casa toda empolgada, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/8609548075653717019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=8609548075653717019&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8609548075653717019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8609548075653717019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-final-de-semana-eu-fui-lojinha-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-4061061008824922598</id><published>2009-04-05T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:28:45.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixa eu contar pra vocês o que aconteceu hoje</title><summary type='text'>Na minha hora do almoço fui dar um pulinho num shopping center, eu e uma colega de trabalho, Tara.Estávamos já de saída para voltar ao trabalho, e nos deparamos com uma situação no estacionamento.No carro parado ao lado do nosso havia um casal. O rapaz, que era o motorista, falava em português com a mulher sentada ao lado dele, mas ela não respondia. Talvêz porque ele falasse em português, que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/4061061008824922598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=4061061008824922598&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4061061008824922598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4061061008824922598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/04/deixa-eu-contar-pra-voces-o-que.html' title='Deixa eu contar pra vocês o que aconteceu hoje'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-447351088071179922</id><published>2009-04-01T20:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:30:06.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sábado passado nós saímos de casa nas carreiras para ir fazer supermercado. Quando voltamos, a primeira coisa que eu notei foi que a porta principal da frente da casa, estava lá, escancarada para o mundo.Perguntei ao marido "deixamos a porta aberta?", fizemos aquele joguinho de culpar um ao outro, quem saiu por último.O meu primeiro pensamento foi a minha TV Plasma de 42", e Paul correu para ver </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/447351088071179922/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=447351088071179922&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/447351088071179922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/447351088071179922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/04/sabado-passado-nos-saimos-de-casa-nas.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-4016421587544844572</id><published>2009-04-01T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:23:14.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A novela</title><summary type='text'>Quem quiser acompanhar esta novela, tem que ler os capítulos de cima pra baixoTerceiro Gente do céu, a ESPOSA TRAÍDA está com a macaca! Ontem ela apareceu no meu trabalho e ficou por mais de uma hora, rondando o nosso estacionamento e o estacionamento do prédio vizinho. I am not kidding!A minha rua é tipo dead-end (beco sem saida) e tem 3 prédios no final da rua, ao redor de um giradouro: O meu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/4016421587544844572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=4016421587544844572&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4016421587544844572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4016421587544844572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/04/dois-dos-meus-colegas-de-trabalho-estao.html' title='A novela'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/Sd6UobVXcMI/AAAAAAAABbI/9N5srD0E17s/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-4483770200143881741</id><published>2009-03-31T15:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:13:46.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>40</title><summary type='text'>Eu não faço o tipo de esconder ou enganar a idade, e por isso hoje está todo mundo sabendo que eu estou completando 40 anos.Meus colegas de trabalho ficaram chocados ao saber! Me disseram que me davam assim tipo uns 31, 32. Alguns até disseram que eu tinha cara de 25, do que eu ri com bastante gosto.Sinceramente, people, vocês acham mesmo que eu tinha essa cara e esse corpo aos 25? Haha! Menos, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/4483770200143881741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=4483770200143881741&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4483770200143881741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4483770200143881741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/40.html' title='40'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SdJ2LPRpo9I/AAAAAAAABbA/vkBJ7MFE4FA/s72-c/hb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1822614102855939398</id><published>2009-03-30T10:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:18:09.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Car</title><summary type='text'>A maravilhosa loja de chocolates europeus Lindt Chocolates tem um Smart Car circulando pelas ruas de Boston enfeitadinho de coelhinho da Pascoa, com direito a orelhas pontudas e tudo mais.Ontem nos vimos um na estrada. Paulzinho amou!O Smart Car ja chegou ao Brasil?Acho que com o transito violento que nos temos, um carrinho desses seria suicidio, nao?Aqui em Boston estao ficando cada vez mais </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1822614102855939398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1822614102855939398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1822614102855939398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1822614102855939398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/smart-car.html' title='Smart Car'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SdDef2s33BI/AAAAAAAABag/2LZ8se8Yf-I/s72-c/goldbunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1352372829670049607</id><published>2009-03-30T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:38:38.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CelluliteSolution</title><summary type='text'>Me enviaram um email hoje, tipo esses spams que a gente recebe todo dia.CelluliteSolution, trial offer: Se livre rapido das suas celulites!Ummm.. tao querendo me dizer o que? haha!Dai fiquei pensando e tive uma ideia genial... Alguem deveria investir num servico de emails anonimos desses, para ser enviado para certas pessoas. Aposto que ia chover interessados.Entao aquele email de "aumente o seu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1352372829670049607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1352372829670049607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1352372829670049607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1352372829670049607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/04/cellulitesolution.html' title='CelluliteSolution'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-6905068943525770766</id><published>2009-03-24T08:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:25:43.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguém já beijou a pedra hoje?</title><summary type='text'>Existem pessoas que seguem blogs religiosamente, como vaquinhas de presépio. Acreditam em tudo o que aquela pessoa fala, balançam a cabeça afirmativamente sem questionar o que está escrito, fazem do dela o seu próprio ponto de vista, e assim vão, deixando-se levar numa lavagem cerebral vagarosa e constante.Spooky!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/6905068943525770766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=6905068943525770766&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6905068943525770766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6905068943525770766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/alguem-ja-beijou-pedra-hoje.html' title='Alguém já beijou a pedra hoje?'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/ScjU5TRv6HI/AAAAAAAABaQ/MsmTlW9CgD8/s72-c/brainwash1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1351073752294082050</id><published>2009-03-23T09:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:18:29.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love ya not</title><summary type='text'>Americano adora dizer"Love ya!"É "love ya" pra cá, "love ya" pra lá, um verdadeiro love fest!E eu vivo me perguntando, pra que tantos "love yas"?Pra mim, fica uma impressão de super uso da palavra, banalização do sentimento, uma coisa não muito sincera. Amor que pra mim é a o que há de mais profundo que se possa sentir por alguém.Sempre achei estranho como americano parece não poder viver sem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1351073752294082050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1351073752294082050&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1351073752294082050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1351073752294082050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-ya-not.html' title='Love ya not'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-5493604953125430725</id><published>2009-03-19T12:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:27:56.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tadinha, gente!</title><summary type='text'>Injustica a Alexis Grace ter sido eliminada ontem. Achei que ela era bem melhor que o Michael Sarver e que o Scott MacIntyre, com certeza.Alguem mais acha que o Scott esta sendo mantido no show mais pelo sympathy vote?Eu acho que como pianista ele se sai bem, como cantor, nao.Pronto, falei!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/5493604953125430725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=5493604953125430725&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5493604953125430725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5493604953125430725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/tadinha-gente.html' title='Tadinha, gente!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/ScJxNxdcM4I/AAAAAAAABaI/X7ziNrJBIzk/s72-c/AI-Alexis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1969098102544612850</id><published>2009-03-16T08:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:54:09.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I MUST HAVE!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>To quote Carrie Bradshaw, Hello, Lover!The price is super "ouchie" for my pocket, $165.00. So I will watch this item until it goes on sale. Which is the best part of shopping in the US. Eventually everything goes on sale.See more details here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1969098102544612850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1969098102544612850&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1969098102544612850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1969098102544612850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-must-have.html' title='I MUST HAVE!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/Sb5J_WOOiRI/AAAAAAAABZ8/q8fomC4jIb8/s72-c/shoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2610859328752401551</id><published>2009-03-11T09:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:55:50.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre o caso do menino Sean</title><summary type='text'>Até agora todos nós estamos bastante familiarizados com a versão do pai biológico americano, David Goldman. (cheque a website de David Goldman aqui)Como todos os brasileiros, eu também estava indignadíssima com o acontecido. Mas, se a carta abaixo é verídica, a situação não é bem assim como vem sendo contada. E como sempre existem dois lados de uma estória, achei que valeria a pena divulgar aqui </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2610859328752401551/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2610859328752401551&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2610859328752401551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2610859328752401551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/sobre-o-caso-do-menino-sean.html' title='Sobre o caso do menino Sean'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-8919929256001111602</id><published>2009-03-09T14:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:29:51.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Para todos os adolescentes dos anos 80 por aí afora.</title><summary type='text'>Este video acabou de fazer a minha segunda-feira bem mais legal. Porque toda segunda-feira é um saco, em qualquer lugar do mundo. Aumentem o som e curtam comigoQuem das meninas lendo isso não achava Silvinho o maior gato, hein? Vai, confessa.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/8919929256001111602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=8919929256001111602&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8919929256001111602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8919929256001111602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/para-todos-os-adolescentes-dos-anos-80.html' title='Para todos os adolescentes dos anos 80 por aí afora.'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3297296556716683866</id><published>2009-03-03T09:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:18:50.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E o Prêmio de Mané do mês vai para...</title><summary type='text'>Tan-tan-tan-tan.... Suspense!Jason Mesnick, o Bachelor! (TA-RAAAA!!!!!!!)Alguém mais assistiu esse train-rack de 3 horas de duração ontem a noite?Putz-grilo, hein!Mané Jason, escolheu Melissa "pra casar", deu um fora em Molly. Depois disse que tinha mudado de ideia, que não queria mais Melissa, que queria Molly. E o pior ainda, Molly aceitou o homem de volta. Tudo isso em rede nacional. Sessão </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3297296556716683866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3297296556716683866&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3297296556716683866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3297296556716683866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-o-premio-de-mane-do-mes-vai-para.html' title='E o Prêmio de Mané do mês vai para...'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/Sa081YzDrUI/AAAAAAAABZM/L8tmpAeD5nI/s72-c/lead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3742734384080180112</id><published>2009-03-02T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:53:57.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A frente da minha casa hoje de manhã, e o meu Jeep novinho (não é lindo? No more PT Cruiser!)Hoje não teve trabalho pra mim! Choque completo! Meu trabalho, que não fecha nem que chova canivetes! Está caindo a maior neve lá fora, e quando neva assim, geralmente eles cancelam escola, e algumas empresas também. Mas o meu trabalho? Deve ser um sinal do final dos tempos!E falando em neve, o noticiário</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3742734384080180112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3742734384080180112&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3742734384080180112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3742734384080180112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/03/frente-da-minha-casa-hoje-de-manha-e-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SavyN90HyiI/AAAAAAAABZE/afIrVSLAECU/s72-c/14+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3613279546059678145</id><published>2009-02-28T10:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:24:01.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Estou viva!</title><summary type='text'>Apenas trabalhando muito, como sempre, com uma carga horária de mais de 50 horas semanais.Mas estou fazendo o possível pra me exercitar. Estava indo para academia do meu trabalho mesmo, durante a hora do almoço, mas o tempo estava muito curto, então andei comprando uns DVDs aí, e agora tenho feito em casa mesmo, depois que chego do trabalho. Ando super cansada, as vezes vou dormir cedo.Estou mais</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3613279546059678145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3613279546059678145&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3613279546059678145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3613279546059678145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/02/estou-viva.html' title='Estou viva!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/Sanf_pB_TgI/AAAAAAAABYk/IGpSF2md8yg/s72-c/lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-7886403992604399722</id><published>2009-02-15T17:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:41:04.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apesar do sol bonito, ventou muito no centro de Boston. O frio estava grande!Meu marido me presentou com uma hora de massage profissional para os Dia dos Namorados, num salão chique lá do centro de Boston.Eu AMO massagens, vivo implorando por massagens. Mas massagem profissional é bem diferente daquela dada pelo marido.A massagista me disse que os músculos do meu pescoço e ombros eram muito </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/7886403992604399722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=7886403992604399722&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7886403992604399722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7886403992604399722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/02/apesar-do-sol-bonito-ventou-muito-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SZiYwQlTiyI/AAAAAAAABYM/2SiyItJEzD4/s72-c/14+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-7581805279225570432</id><published>2009-02-12T13:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:41:17.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EU SABIA!</title><summary type='text'>A tal da Nadya Suleman, aquela que teve 8 gêmeos um dia desses atravéz de tratamento in-vitro (do post aí abaixo), criou uma website com fotos dos bebês somente para pedir doações. E ela aceita Visa, MasterCard, American Express, Discover e PayPal.É o cúmulo do descaramento!Eu acho que esse País esta ficando cheio desses casos. Mulheres tendo 5, 6, 8 filhos de uma vez so atravéz desses </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/7581805279225570432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=7581805279225570432&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7581805279225570432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7581805279225570432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-sabia.html' title='EU SABIA!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SZR3peS813I/AAAAAAAABX8/wPG5MjcXEoY/s72-c/nad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1674076795346941612</id><published>2009-02-07T12:45:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:17:37.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coitado do Michael Phelps</title><summary type='text'>Estou com pena desse rapaz! Será que ninguém avisou pra ele que depois das Olimpíadas de Beijing, teria que viver para o resto da vida dentro de uma bolha? Ou melhor, aquário? Acontece, que o melhor nadador do mundo só tem 23 anos. Um rapaz que a primeira vista é meio desengonçado, parece meio dorky, sem muita experiência de vida, antes das Olimpíadas provavelmente não teve muitas namoradas. E </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1674076795346941612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1674076795346941612&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1674076795346941612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1674076795346941612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/02/coitado-do-michael-phelps.html' title='Coitado do Michael Phelps'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SY3WuyE8IgI/AAAAAAAABXc/7WWnmJCC4tU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3990299061772210648</id><published>2009-01-31T22:59:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:09:34.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Primeiro as regras -- contar seis fatos aleatórios sobre você - Colocar o link de quem te indicou para o meme-selo;- escrever essas 5 regras antes de seu meme para deixar a brincadeira mais clara;- indicar seis blogueiros para continuar a brincadeira;- avisar esses blogueiros que eles foram indicados. A Megui me passou a brincadeira, então aqui vaiSeis fatos aleatórios sobre mim1- Tenho mania de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3990299061772210648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3990299061772210648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3990299061772210648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3990299061772210648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/primeiro-as-regras-contar-seis-fatos.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SYUeiDb2OhI/AAAAAAAABW8/EgWgHwCkwQk/s72-c/selo_6%2B6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2704486165122917520</id><published>2009-01-30T08:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:32:49.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que?</title><summary type='text'>A mulher que deu a luz à 8 gêmeos esta semana, tem mais 6 filhos pequenos em casa, todos abaixo dos 7 anos de idade. Aparentemente, a louca achou 6 filhos pouco, e foi atrás de um tratamento de fertilidade, engravidando de mais 8.Agora, a pergunta que não quer calar. POR QUÊ?Por que alguém que já tinha 6 filhos pequenos em casa achou que deveria decorrer de um tratamento desses para engravidar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2704486165122917520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2704486165122917520&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2704486165122917520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2704486165122917520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/por-que.html' title='Por que?'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-119505905441730398</id><published>2009-01-26T17:33:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:57:23.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu queeeeroooo!!!</title><summary type='text'>Veja so que charme essas botas de chuva da Old Navy.Agora, imagine que essas botas sao novidades que acabaram de chegar as lojas, ja para a temporada de Primavera, quando chove bastante por aqui.Mas acredita que eu fui na loja ontem, e mal chegaram, eles ja estavam com o estoque completamente vendido, sold out?Sera que eu vou ficar a ver navios? Eu tambem quero uma dessas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/119505905441730398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=119505905441730398&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/119505905441730398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/119505905441730398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/eu-queeeeroooo.html' title='Eu queeeeroooo!!!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SX4-3bE7cVI/AAAAAAAABWs/kRR3i1yPJZE/s72-c/boot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-7461957660318512437</id><published>2009-01-24T19:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:33:58.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Será que sou somente eu que acho que aquela música que a Beyoncé cantou na festa de Inauguração de Obama para o Primeiro casal dançar, não tinha nada a ver?Quer dizer, a música é lindíssima e bastante romântica, mas era apropriada para a ocasião:Na minha opinião, não.Talvéz se Barack e Michelle tivessem acabado de se casar, e aquela fosse sua primeira música como marido e mulher. Mas como </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/7461957660318512437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=7461957660318512437&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7461957660318512437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7461957660318512437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/ser-que-sou-somente-eu-que-acho-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SXvAl9R4ELI/AAAAAAAABVk/806a7PtDvds/s72-c/dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-49468144878011010</id><published>2009-01-23T11:36:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:56:40.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mariana Bridi</title><summary type='text'>Essa coitada dessa menina, tão nova, tão linda!Não sabia quem ela era, apesar de que agora pesquisando na internet, parece que ela está em todos os lugares.Talvêz seja por morar nos Estados Unidos que eu não tinha a menor noção desse caso, até entrar na cnn.com hoje de manhã e ver a foto dela estampada logo na primeira página.Pra quem também não está sabendo, aqui vai uma versão bem resumida da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/49468144878011010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=49468144878011010&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/49468144878011010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/49468144878011010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/mariana-bridi.html' title='Mariana Bridi'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SXnz8aj47II/AAAAAAAABVU/8k3izp2OoTA/s72-c/bridi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-5902039041948484950</id><published>2009-01-22T13:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:29:44.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ja vais tarde!</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/5902039041948484950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=5902039041948484950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5902039041948484950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5902039041948484950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/ja-vais-tarde.html' title='Ja vais tarde!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SXYaZVcUsLI/AAAAAAAABVE/vcOyRheFKVY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-4300339843949593842</id><published>2009-01-21T09:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:50:40.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estou muito cansada. Faz dias que nao tenho paciencia, nem inspiracao pra escrever nada que preste nesse blog. A mente anda cansada, sabe como eh? Acho que pior que o cansaco fisico, eh o mental. Acho que escrever requer mente fresca, descansada, despoluida, inspirada.Eu odeio esse frio que faz la fora. Esse frio me deprimi. Eu falo isso todos os anos, e nao adianta, por mais anos que eu more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/4300339843949593842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=4300339843949593842&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4300339843949593842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4300339843949593842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/odeio-frio-odeio-frio-odeio-frio-odeio.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-7098691850630105058</id><published>2009-01-18T17:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:53:50.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Um novo tempo</title><summary type='text'>Graças a Deus está acabando a Era Bush. Com mais dois dias teremos um novo Presidente.Já passei o final de semana celebrando com Prosecco.Pra mim, terça feira vai ser um dia de trabalho normal, mas não como um outro qualquer. Vou tentar acompanhar ao máximo pela cnn.com.Tá um frio do cacete por aqui, e sei que em Washington não vai estar muito diferente, mas mesmo assim, a cidade vai ser tomada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/7098691850630105058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=7098691850630105058&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7098691850630105058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7098691850630105058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/um-novo-tempo.html' title='Um novo tempo'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-9055568310400876404</id><published>2009-01-10T19:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:48:15.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you know. Ever since the death of Jett Travolta, all I hear from the media is the speculation around his death having something to do with the fact his parents are Scientologists, and not believing in medicine, and being neglectful with whatever treatment their kid needed.The more I hear, the more outraged I get.Don't be assholes, people! They just lost their son, leave these people alone. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/9055568310400876404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=9055568310400876404&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/9055568310400876404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/9055568310400876404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-4292731399402643383</id><published>2009-01-08T11:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:54:05.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Numero errado</title><summary type='text'>Liguei para um numero errado hoje pela manha. A pessoa que atendeu o telefone me perguntou que numero eu tinha discado, e depois comecou a me xingar, dizendo que eu era obviamente uma pessoa muito burra por ter ligado para um numero errado. Me chamou de burra assim umas tres vezes, antes de eu desligar na cara dele.Cavalo batizado! Vai ser grosseiro assim la na baixa da egua, como diz meu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/4292731399402643383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=4292731399402643383&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4292731399402643383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4292731399402643383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2009/01/numero-errado.html' title='Numero errado'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-8504192347006330606</id><published>2008-12-31T21:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:41:11.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Ano Novo!</title><summary type='text'>1-JanTentei escrever assim uma mensagem de reflexão, mas vou confessar que não saiu nada. Talvêz seja a champagne de ontem que subiu pra cabeça. A verdade é que estou de pilequinho, nada muito grande, mas cansada e com aquela dorzinha de cabeça que aporrinha mais do que doi.O Reveillon foi uneventful. Tentamos ir passear para o centro de Boston, mas terminamos indo jantar num restaurantezinho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/8504192347006330606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=8504192347006330606&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8504192347006330606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8504192347006330606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-ano-novo.html' title='Feliz Ano Novo!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2525979625194123167</id><published>2008-12-26T10:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:01:33.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quanto mais velha eu vou ficando, mais eu vou entendendo que o bom mesmo do Natal é estar perto daqueles que a gente ama. Ou quando as pessoas que você ama lembram de você, querem estar com você. É saber que pode existir até um mundo de terra e oceano separando vocês, mas mesmo assim elas tiram um tempinho para dizer um oi, desejar Feliz Natal, dar um telefonema, mandar um cartaozinho, ou até </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2525979625194123167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2525979625194123167&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2525979625194123167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2525979625194123167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/quanto-mais-velha-eu-vou-ficando-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SVT6ky0rT5I/AAAAAAAABUY/JYfvqe9mKVE/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-5076202310465470822</id><published>2008-12-23T10:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:39:38.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feliz Natal! ** Merry Christmas! ** Feliz Navidad! ** Gun Tso Sun Tan'Gung Haw Sun! ** Joyeux Noel! ** Froehliche Weihnachten! ** God Jul and (Och) Ett Gott Nytt År ** Nollaig Shona Dhuit or Nodlaig mhaith chugnat!Shinnen omedeto. Kurisumasu Omedeto! ** Buone Feste Natalizie! ** Rehus-Beal-Ledeats! ** Mele Kalikimaka!** Sung Tan Chuk Ha! ** Sawadee Pee Mai! ** Kala Christouyenna!! ** Feliz Natal!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/5076202310465470822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=5076202310465470822&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5076202310465470822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5076202310465470822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-natal-merry-christmas-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SVEJjkERyDI/AAAAAAAABRU/F8vwZtYOAmc/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-181978260897461782</id><published>2008-12-19T19:37:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:45:40.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotos</title><summary type='text'>Continua a nevar lá fora. Olha só como já está a frente da minha casa.O meu PT Cruiser cobertinho de neve.Clica na foto pra ampliarEnquanto isso, aqui dentro, meu filho se diverte assistindo os Simpsons e tomando Coca Cola. Aliás, olha só que graça as novas garrafinhas que a Coca Cola lançou este ano para celebrar o Natal Ele anda meio banguelinho por esses dias. Tem dois dentinhos da frente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/181978260897461782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=181978260897461782&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/181978260897461782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/181978260897461782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/fotos.html' title='Fotos'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SUw_HVO7FLI/AAAAAAAABRM/OCFJAej1i0s/s72-c/xmas+125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-5953653298352864617</id><published>2008-12-19T10:04:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:00:44.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Storm</title><summary type='text'>Vai cair uma nevada daquelas hoje. Essa "festa" começa as 3 da tarde. Desde ontem que não param de avisar nos noticiários. Hoje as escolas de Boston nem abriram.Quem mora aqui sabe que neve em Boston não é brincadeira. No ano passado caiu uma nevada dessas bem no meio do dia, levei 3 horas pra chegar em casa. Fui dirigindo bem devagarzinho, no maior medo, passando por tudo quanto era de carro </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/5953653298352864617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=5953653298352864617&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5953653298352864617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5953653298352864617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-storm.html' title='Snow Storm'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SUu5Zb9vw-I/AAAAAAAABQk/iKmW1pie9Do/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-6903683607293101097</id><published>2008-12-15T17:22:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T14:01:38.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Dumb World</title><summary type='text'>Nunca ri tanto, de tantas ofensas ao Brasil.Passeando por uma livraria, Our Dumb World me chamou atenção. Passei uma olhada rápida pelas páaginas, categorizadas por regiões do mundo, e só faltei me acabar de tanto rir.Our Dumb World, da mesma turma que escreve a website The Onion, ofende um País de cada vez, não deixando escapar ninguém.Se você é altamente sensivel, don't bother. Se não, vai aí </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/6903683607293101097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=6903683607293101097&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6903683607293101097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6903683607293101097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-dumb-world.html' title='Our Dumb World'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SUbZk2JXqTI/AAAAAAAABQc/TCgn29TX50A/s72-c/51dNDO6qw8L._SL500_AA240_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-8368755758307809587</id><published>2008-12-14T11:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T12:14:28.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sai prá lá, seca pimenteira!</title><summary type='text'> Estou precisando tomar banho de sal grosso. Em uma semana queimei a minha mão e torci o meu pé. Vixe!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/8368755758307809587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=8368755758307809587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8368755758307809587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8368755758307809587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/sai-pr-l-seca-pimenteira.html' title='Sai prá lá, seca pimenteira!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SUU-lnlBILI/AAAAAAAABQU/_DH1WRTT4aU/s72-c/pimenta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-964919193297786589</id><published>2008-12-13T09:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T12:29:25.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennifer Aniston</title><summary type='text'>Jennifer Aniston aparece na capa da nova revista GQ praticamente nua, vestindo apenas uma gravata. Lindíssima, maravilhosa, com um corpo de dar inveja a todas nós, do alto dos seus 39 aninhos.Só estou achando essa moça beirando o desespero por esses dias. Alguém concorda?Tem aparecido numa sucessão de revistas, mostrando sempre o corpaço, e fazendo pequenos comentários aqui e ali com relação ao </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/964919193297786589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=964919193297786589&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/964919193297786589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/964919193297786589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/jennifer-aniston.html' title='Jennifer Aniston'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SUPIgKBXZfI/AAAAAAAABQM/QLAApVY27iQ/s72-c/aniston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2047573326009701650</id><published>2008-12-09T09:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:48:05.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ha aqueles que se dizem adoradores do frio, que chamam isto la fora de friozinho gostoso!Friozinho gostoso pra mim, talvez, aquele de comecinho de Outono, depois de um dia quente, quando a noitinha vai chegando, e a lua vem amenizando o calor. Aqui, o inverno ainda nao chegou oficialmente. Mas chegou, entrao, nao convidado (pelo menos por mim), e raivoso. O mundo la fora ja esta congelado. E eu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2047573326009701650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2047573326009701650&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2047573326009701650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2047573326009701650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/ha-aqueles-que-se-dizem-adoradores-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/ST6E3K70QZI/AAAAAAAABP0/pPGKDukpXZ4/s72-c/usb_gloves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-5233603807320600920</id><published>2008-12-08T13:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:04:17.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O bairro aonde eu moro é engraçado. O povo é super exagerado nesse lance de decoração das casas. Eu coloquei um enfeitizinho na minha porta da frente, como é de costume, decorei a minha árvore estrategicamente de frente para a janela, crente que estava arrazando. Daí vem os meus vizinhos com uma decoração típica de filme. Velas e guirlandas em todas as janelas, bonequinhos, holofotes iluminando a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/5233603807320600920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=5233603807320600920&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5233603807320600920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5233603807320600920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/todo-mundo-animado-para-o-natal-eu-ja.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-418404707854563704</id><published>2008-12-01T14:49:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:13:31.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Compras Natalinas e o Mercado Financeiro</title><summary type='text'>De acordo com a Federação Nacional de Logistas (NRF - National Retail Federation) os americanos gastaram $41 bilhões de dólares nos últimos 3 dias. Apesar disso, o lucro ainda foi pouco comparado com o dos anos anteriores.As compras natalinas de Black Friday ajudaram o mercado financeiro alguns pontinhos, mas não foram suficientes para manter o mercado subindo. A Dow Jones já abriu a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/418404707854563704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=418404707854563704&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/418404707854563704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/418404707854563704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/12/compras-natalinas-e-o-mercado.html' title='Compras Natalinas e o Mercado Financeiro'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2476034173807048157</id><published>2008-11-28T19:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:06:51.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Dia de Ação de Graças foi de última hora aqui em casa. Era pra ter sido na casa da cunhada, mas houve um imprevisto, e eu terminei fazendo por aqui mesmo.A loucura foi ter que ir fazer supermercado de última hora. O lugar estava um zoológico, de tanta gente.**Hoje é Black Friday (Sexta-feira Negra). O dia oficial de abertura as compras de Natal. Aqui em Boston, o Wrentham Mall (Shopping Center)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2476034173807048157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2476034173807048157&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2476034173807048157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2476034173807048157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-dia-de-ao-de-graas-foi-de-ltima-hora.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/STCTGIhPY1I/AAAAAAAABPs/YxTVqpfqFEg/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1401391473297999334</id><published>2008-11-25T20:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:00:01.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pior que os "Papo Cabeças" são os pseudos "Papo Cabeça".Pior que os Politicamente corretos, são os pseudos policamente corretos.Existem os que se preocupam, e os que fingem que se preocupam.Pior que isso, só dois disso!Não me engana, que eu não gosto.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1401391473297999334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1401391473297999334&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1401391473297999334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1401391473297999334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/11/pior-que-os-papo-cabecas-sao-os-pseudos.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-6530739795153305431</id><published>2008-11-24T10:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:04:18.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Most unpopular guy EVER</title><summary type='text'>Acabei de ver este video la no blog da Elena. Apesar de tudo, achei bem estranho. Checa so, NINGUEM apertou a mao dele. E ele tambem nao pareceu se importar em apertar a mao de ninguem.Pra quem nao fala ingles, o reporta diz que se voce procurar a palavra Bully e Bush no Google, voce vai encontrar mais de 2 milhoes de hits. (Bully eh aquela pessoa que gosta de intimidar os outros, mostrar que eh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/6530739795153305431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=6530739795153305431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6530739795153305431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6530739795153305431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/11/most-unpopular-guy-ever.html' title='Most unpopular guy EVER'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1988187446192213756</id><published>2008-11-23T16:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:44:08.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Outono significa muitas folhas secas por todos os cantos, no quintal, no jardim, na rua.. Passei o dia ciscando, ciscando.. Quem mora em Boston sabe o frio que está fazendo. Mas enquanto eu estava lá com o meu ciscador, o vizinho do outro lado da rua me apareceu com uma jeringonça de sugar folha. Um aspirador de folhas, a coisa mais interessante do mundo!Vocês não sabem a inveja que me deu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1988187446192213756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1988187446192213756&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1988187446192213756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1988187446192213756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/11/outono-significa-muitas-folhas-secas.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SSnMcSlt2UI/AAAAAAAAA60/IL2FH6A4QfY/s72-c/today+1338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1039939675060216454</id><published>2008-11-11T16:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:09:16.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is a game for you</title><summary type='text'>Take a shot of Tequila every time Sarah Palin mentions "Maverick" or "great american hero" in one of her embarrassing interviews.I guarantee you will be shitfaced by the end of 10 minutes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1039939675060216454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1039939675060216454&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1039939675060216454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1039939675060216454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-is-game-for-you.html' title='Here is a game for you'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1959761775495679782</id><published>2008-11-10T14:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:33:48.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Transmissão de pensamento</title><summary type='text'>Que coisa boa, vejam só. Sábado eu sonhei com a minha prima Kátia que eu não vejo a muitos anos. Ela mora na Itália, com o marido italiano e dois filhos pequenos.Nós fomos criadas praticamente juntas, brincando de boneca Suzi, pequenininhas, na casa da minha avó. Depois, quando adolescentes, passamos muitas férias de verão juntas, numa casa de praia de Itamaracá, ou lá em Boa Viagem aonde ela </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1959761775495679782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1959761775495679782&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1959761775495679782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1959761775495679782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/11/transmissao-de-pensamento.html' title='Transmissão de pensamento'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2615373077945045666</id><published>2008-11-08T21:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:26:32.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Martini</title><summary type='text'>Gente do céu! Expresso Martini é a coisa mais deliciosa deste mundo!Pra quem gosta de café (como eu). E gosta de birita (como eu), eita combinação perfeita!Stoli Vanilla VodkaCreme de cacauKalua A mistura você faz de acordo com o seu gosto. Coloca chocolate em pó na beirada do copo. E voilá!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2615373077945045666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2615373077945045666&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2615373077945045666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2615373077945045666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/11/coffee-martini.html' title='Coffee Martini'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SRZKPKSsT0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/GL1Jpj3lrWU/s72-c/shakerato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-8407468520978368188</id><published>2008-11-03T11:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:28:47.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, we did!</title><summary type='text'>A gente quer valer o nosso amorA gente quer valer nosso suorA gente quer valer o nosso humorA gente quer do bom e do melhor...A gente quer carinho e atençãoA gente quer calor no coraçãoA gente quer suar, mas de prazerA gente quer é ter muita saúdeA gente quer viver a liberdadeA gente quer viver felicidade...A gente quer viver pleno direitoA gente quer viver todo respeitoA gente quer viver uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/8407468520978368188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=8407468520978368188&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8407468520978368188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8407468520978368188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-we-can.html' title='Yes, we did!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SQ8rpI8wSVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/nB-bgFz8IP8/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3805712787092477357</id><published>2008-10-31T12:29:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:05:20.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje no meu trabalho</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3805712787092477357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3805712787092477357&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3805712787092477357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3805712787092477357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/10/hoje-no-meu-trabalho.html' title='Hoje no meu trabalho'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SQtCsCk6urI/AAAAAAAAA5g/p_CDDjidQm0/s72-c/Picture+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-6518397774687983686</id><published>2008-10-30T20:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:29:16.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween começa agora</title><summary type='text'>Introduzindo o nosso Jack O'Lantern deste ano. O design foi escolhido pelo meu filho, e eu que fiz, como sempre faço todos os anos.ADORO abóboras de Halloween! Adoro carvar a abóbora, escolher o modelo, fazer as caretas, enfeitar a frente da casa.Pra quem tiver curiosidade de ver modelos passados. É só procurar nos arquivos aí do lado, pelos posts antigos do Outubros passados.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/6518397774687983686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=6518397774687983686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6518397774687983686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6518397774687983686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween-comea-agora.html' title='Happy Halloween começa agora'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SQpXTbV7QRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/K6lpE6G7zZ8/s72-c/IMG_4388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-5552839988145169563</id><published>2008-10-29T14:41:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:49:08.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween e confusão</title><summary type='text'>A decoração de Halloween de uma casa em Los Angeles está causando o maior fuzuê na visinhança, atraindo curiosos e turistas de todas as partes, e a atenção da polícia local.Um manequin vestido de Sarah Palin pendurado pelo pescoço "enfeita" a frente da casa, enquanto outro representando John McCain queimando numa fogueira aparece no telhado, em cima da chaminé. O departamento de Polícia local tem</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/5552839988145169563/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=5552839988145169563&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5552839988145169563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/5552839988145169563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-e-confusao.html' title='Halloween e confusão'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SQi39gki6GI/AAAAAAAAA18/3A7r5FQc5DQ/s72-c/43086198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1472895200882542678</id><published>2008-10-27T09:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T15:15:58.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pior do que já está?</title><summary type='text'>Eu trabalho com um monte de almofadinha, filhinho de papai, que obviamente vai votar em McCain.Geralmente eu não discuto política, porque, primeiro que eu não me acho qualificada suficiente pra isso. E segundo, que como diz o meu pai, política e religião, é melhor não discutir. Mas durante as conversinhas insôssas de escritório, eu fico de ouvido apurado, só prestando atenção.Existe uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1472895200882542678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1472895200882542678&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1472895200882542678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1472895200882542678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-medo-ridiculo-que-os-republicanos-tem.html' title='Pior do que já está?'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-4143444609824606825</id><published>2008-10-25T11:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T11:34:13.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aberto a todos</title><summary type='text'>Estou abrindo o blog novamente para leitura geral. Acho que tempo suficiente ja passou para que figuras indesejadas tenham esquecido disto aqui.Desculpe a ausencia. Andei com uns problemas ai, e confesso que com uma falta de vontade de blogar enorme. Vou tentar vir aqui com mais frequencia agora.Pelo lado positivo, o Outono chegou! Eu nao gosto de frio, mas eu gosto do Outono. Eh um friosinho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/4143444609824606825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=4143444609824606825&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4143444609824606825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/4143444609824606825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/10/aberto-todos.html' title='Aberto a todos'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1730970101696117373</id><published>2008-09-29T15:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:07:12.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Newman</title><summary type='text'>Conversando com a minha mãe no outro dia pelo telefoneEu - "Mamãe, o Paul Newman morreu. Você sabia?"Ela - "Mesmo? Ah, coitado! Que pena! Um rapaz tão moço"Eu - "Que moço o que, mamãe! Ela já tinha 83 anos!"Ela - "Isso tudo? Eu sei lá. Quando eu assisto os filmes dele, ele esta sempre jovem"Eu - "Que filmes você esta falando, mamãe?"Ela - "A sei não, aqueles da minha época!"hahaha! Ah, minha mãe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1730970101696117373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1730970101696117373&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1730970101696117373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1730970101696117373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/09/paul-newman.html' title='Paul Newman'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-7260405713866854526</id><published>2008-08-27T14:52:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:11:44.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Algumas das mulheres mais belas do mundo!</title><summary type='text'>Que mulher linda, a Brigitte Bardot! Alguém vai discordar? É claro que nesta foto ela era novinha e tal, mas puxa, quem é bonita, é.-E a Marilyn Monroe? Sempre tão cobiçada e imitada, jamais substituída! Dizem que a Marilyn vestia tamanho 12 (americano), que por sinal é o meu tamanho. Nos padrões de hoje seria taxada de gorda, né? Todas as mulheres do mundo, podem deixar de comer por um mês </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/7260405713866854526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=7260405713866854526&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7260405713866854526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7260405713866854526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-mulheres-mais-belas-do-mundo.html' title='Algumas das mulheres mais belas do mundo!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SLWmJbFWeRI/AAAAAAAAAyc/-w9htCkqd3o/s72-c/bardot_brigitt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2383450084531009936</id><published>2008-08-25T09:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:21:09.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passei o final de semana trabalhando no jardim. Para aqueles que não sabem estamos de mudança. Estamos saindo de um apartamento para uma casa. A casa nova tem um jardim enooorme, cheio de flores, tem até parreira e pé de pêssego. Mas tudo precisa de cuidado e carinho.A parreira está carregadinha de uvas, mas as uvas não amadurecem. Vão de verde a podres. Uma pena. A mesma coisa com o pé de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2383450084531009936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2383450084531009936&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2383450084531009936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2383450084531009936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/08/passei-o-final-de-semana-trabalhando-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SLK3BnvBNaI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6J8Pb1XX9TY/s72-c/2698645882_20d18131e8_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-6813839526787067799</id><published>2008-08-18T15:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:35:45.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu uso oculos!</title><summary type='text'>Esqueci de trazer os meus oculos de grau hoje para o trabalho. GRANDE erro! GRANDE, GRANDE erro!Daqui pra de noite estarei com uma dor de cabeca monstra.-Tenho fotos para postar. Passei o final de semana em Kennebunk Port, no Estado de Maine. Cidadezinha chique de gente rica. Fui me amostrar, fingir que to cheia da grana, e ver se Bush dava as caras. Eh que os pais dele tem uma mansaozinha de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/6813839526787067799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=6813839526787067799&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6813839526787067799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6813839526787067799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/08/eu-uso-oculos.html' title='Eu uso oculos!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SLL50vZ9e8I/AAAAAAAAAyE/NoFJtDFD5-E/s72-c/2791515148_d61c062c6b_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-9005608443964927075</id><published>2008-08-12T14:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:07:51.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No outro dia estava dirigindo lá perto do meu trabalho, lá vinha uma menina de no máximo 15 anos, andando sozinha numa rua meio que deserta, dessas que só passa carro.Vi que o carro a minha frente foi diminuindo a velocidade até parar bem pertinho aonde a menina andava. O cara ía sozinho no carro, se inclinou para falar algo pra ela. Ela não olhou pra ele e continuou andando. Fiquei de orelha em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/9005608443964927075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=9005608443964927075&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/9005608443964927075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/9005608443964927075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-outro-dia-estava-dirigindo-la-perto.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-746663379489273243</id><published>2008-08-07T09:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:19:20.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prontos para os Jogos Olimpicos?</title><summary type='text'>




</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7aeb010a0d1252e9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/746663379489273243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=746663379489273243&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/746663379489273243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/746663379489273243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/08/prontos-para-os-jogos-olimpicos.html' title='Prontos para os Jogos Olimpicos?'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2801584304316841627</id><published>2008-07-24T17:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:19:34.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha mae chegou!</title><summary type='text'>Vai passar um mes aqui com a gente. Veio sozinha, chegou ontem, toda contente e satisfeita porque pela primeira vez chegou aqui sozinha. Minha mae eh danada, hein. No outro dia estava doente com Dengue hemorragica. Agora esta aqui, saudavel e satisfeita. Gracas a Deus!Olha ela ai com Paulzinho.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2801584304316841627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2801584304316841627&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2801584304316841627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2801584304316841627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/07/minha-mae-chegou.html' title='Minha mae chegou!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SIjxY7Uu6HI/AAAAAAAAAxs/m5GIV0IQ5ug/s72-c/IMG_0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1204233991543608375</id><published>2008-07-16T09:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:44:20.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1204233991543608375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1204233991543608375&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1204233991543608375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1204233991543608375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/07/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-9115595909281793180</id><published>2008-07-14T11:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:06:42.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sábado acordei com uma dor de cabeça monstra. Tinha tomado umas margaritas na noite anterior e estava meio de ressaca. Tomei dois Advils. De tarde a dor de cabeça ainda insistia. Tomei mais dois Advils. Pedi que Paul me desse uma massagem na nuca, ombros e cabeça, geralmente é batata. Mas desta vez, nada! Foi aí que finalmente atinei.. Não tinha tomado café o dia inteirinho! Fui correndo preparar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/9115595909281793180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=9115595909281793180&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/9115595909281793180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/9115595909281793180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/07/sbado-acordei-com-uma-dor-de-cabea.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-7825039627727007470</id><published>2008-07-06T19:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:36:23.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosplay</title><summary type='text'>Esta foto vai especialmente para a Elena. Ela postou no blog dela uns sapatos bem diferentes e difíceis de usar, e eu mencionei pra ela que já conhecia um deles, por ver as modelos do estilo punk/cosplay usando.Cosplay é a junção de duas palavras - costume + play, que traduzindo ao pé da letra é Fantasia+Brincar. Nao sei muito a respeito, mas sempre vejo muito associado ao japonês Anime. Muito em</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/7825039627727007470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=7825039627727007470&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7825039627727007470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/7825039627727007470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/07/costplay.html' title='Cosplay'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SHFT4dVvykI/AAAAAAAAAxk/kQvpyt0LCAU/s72-c/mosh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-3677806213098257667</id><published>2008-06-30T14:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:26:37.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Escorte XR3</title><summary type='text'>Quando eu era adolescente, eu sonhava com um desses. Assim, desse jeitinho mesmo, conversivel e vermelho.Passados 20 e poucos anos, estou achando que esse carro ainda tem um look bem legal, nao tem nao? Ainda mais agora que eh vintage. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/3677806213098257667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=3677806213098257667&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3677806213098257667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/3677806213098257667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/06/escorte-xr3.html' title='Escorte XR3'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SGkkJgqQNkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/UAjfBvQ7BnA/s72-c/766875696_2a66527d50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-1882100819013784401</id><published>2008-06-22T10:36:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:22:17.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim, senhoras e senhores, nós somos vintage!</title><summary type='text'>TvLand é um dos meus canais favoritos porque me dar a oportunidade de rever todos aqueles seriados antigos dos meus tempos de criança (A Feiticeira, Jeannie é um genio, I Love Lucy, especialmente I love Lucy, As Panteras, etc..).Este ano TV Land formulou uma programação toda especial para celebrar a geração 80 que começa a entrar na casa dos 40.Com shows como The Big 40, High School Reunion, e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/1882100819013784401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=1882100819013784401&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1882100819013784401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/1882100819013784401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/06/sim-senhoras-e-senhores-ns-somos.html' title='Sim, senhoras e senhores, nós somos vintage!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SF5vgkKcNMI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Dng9OdTiaY0/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-8881104587696752857</id><published>2008-06-17T10:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:28:59.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Minha colega de trabalho, americana, viu as fotos do aniversario de Paulzinho e achou essa blusa de Bruna (minha sobrinha) indecente, so porque eh assim abertinha dos lados! "what's up with Bruna's shirt?" Me deu vontade de rir.Clique na foto pra ver melhorAmericano eh tao falso puritano, acho uma graca. Indecente seria se EU aparecesse vestida nela, imagina. Eu, mae e no auge dos meus 39 anos.Em</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/8881104587696752857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=8881104587696752857&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8881104587696752857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/8881104587696752857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/06/minha-colega-de-trabalho-americana-viu.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SFfJMPguXAI/AAAAAAAAAwo/B3d901HwzBo/s72-c/bruna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-82638955390956794</id><published>2008-06-16T13:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:32:00.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O aniversario de Paulzinho</title><summary type='text'>Foi no dia 9, mas fizemos a festinha no sabado, dia 14.Para ver mais fotos, clique aqui</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/82638955390956794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=82638955390956794&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/82638955390956794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/82638955390956794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-aniversario-de-paulzinho.html' title='O aniversario de Paulzinho'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3DjLo4NKAg/SFajVuQvKwI/AAAAAAAAAwA/tojwmCE0TUU/s72-c/2580753042_08e15f9b56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-188926734325921105</id><published>2008-06-11T11:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:33:10.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mamae melhorou e ja saiu do hospital. Obrigada pela forca, gente. Nessas horas eh que a gente ver com quem pode contar.Ja tinha ouvido falar da epidemia de Dengue pelo Pais, mas quando a gente tem uma pessoa da propria familia doente, a gente fica mais antenado pra essas coisas. Gente, todo cuidado eh pouco. A Dengue eh uma doenca seria, a hemorragica entao, nem se fala. Mamae teve sorte porque </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/188926734325921105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=188926734325921105&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/188926734325921105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/188926734325921105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/06/mamae-melhorou-e-ja-saiu-do-hospital.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2621523936306405146</id><published>2008-06-04T09:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:32:48.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Minha mae esta hospitalizada com Dengue la no Recife desde ontem. E estao dizendo que eh Dengue hemorragica. Por favor, rezem por ela, e facam pensamento positivo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2621523936306405146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2621523936306405146&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2621523936306405146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2621523936306405146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/06/minha-mae-esta-hospitalizada-com-dengue.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-6086852139580111205</id><published>2008-06-02T13:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:36:45.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indiana Jones</title><summary type='text'>Os filmes reciclados sao tantos por esses dias que as vezes eu penso se estou voltando no tempo.Meu filho anda pela casa cantando o tema de Indiana Jones. Perai? Eu assisti isso na minha adolecencia!Fomos assistir o filme no sabado. O cinema estava lotado. Tivemos que ir sentar la dentro com uma meia hora de antecendencia, ou entao nao pegariamos assento bom. Alem de Paulzinho, tinha uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/6086852139580111205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=6086852139580111205&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6086852139580111205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/6086852139580111205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/06/indiana-jones.html' title='Indiana Jones'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-2233155173517190653</id><published>2008-05-30T09:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:31:55.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Privê</title><summary type='text'>Privê (como diz o Jôka), não sei se pra sempre, não sei por quanto tempo. Não estou de frescura não. É que descobri que tem um doido acompanhando todos os meus passos na internet. Aqui, no MySpace, no meu Flickr, até no Linkd o cara me achou. Enfim.. E de doido na minha vida já basta os que eu conheço, né?Então por enquanto, privê, só para quem eu estou convidando mesmo. Tem um zé povinho aí que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/feeds/2233155173517190653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11061362&amp;postID=2233155173517190653&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2233155173517190653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/2233155173517190653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/05/prive.html' title='Privê'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11061362.post-566607698883177991</id><published>2008-05-17T14:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:52:16.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dando um tempo!</title><summary type='text'>Depois eu volto.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/566607698883177991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11061362/posts/default/566607698883177991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observacoescasuais.blogspot.com/2008/05/dando-um-tempo.html' title='Dando um tempo!'/><author><name>Laurinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17147266525109491599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/3782/200/DSC04133.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
