tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-115378022024-03-23T18:06:48.281+00:00O Diário da RoanitaCada dia é um novo dia e vale sempre a pena...
E se for com um sorriso nos lábios?
Ainda melhor!Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.comBlogger1202125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-48701863008670230172011-03-18T15:44:00.000+00:002011-03-18T15:45:07.166+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8X5Mbl316aeXiGQRDzBmeEQdit7k7B3fcd2I9i639sFg_CyDwA3f6CJvYUPElnrfaapfWkYukJxBciBW95KRRSpmpCkqZ6sdB2NZLPKCUZURQN59UWF5w_yLfqusjKLLoAoCW/s1600/untitled.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8X5Mbl316aeXiGQRDzBmeEQdit7k7B3fcd2I9i639sFg_CyDwA3f6CJvYUPElnrfaapfWkYukJxBciBW95KRRSpmpCkqZ6sdB2NZLPKCUZURQN59UWF5w_yLfqusjKLLoAoCW/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585446452952336482" /></a><br />Going to school...Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-81551583403275426272011-03-17T20:59:00.003+00:002011-03-17T21:01:29.491+00:00Engraçado... ter vindo hoje aqui, depois de tanto tempo ausente.<br /><br />Amanhã este blog fará 6 anos.<br />Já tanta coisa aconteceu por causa deste blog... e já tanta coisa ele passou comigo.<br />Fantástico.<br />Hoje é o último dia deste 5º ano.<br />Amanhã começa um novo ano para ele e eu vou acompanhá-lo!<br /><br />ObrigadaXuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-55927942140150319942011-03-17T20:48:00.001+00:002011-03-17T20:49:58.284+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Ilg03llH0SywoX4F5acvsYkXWETRvlLZISKnIAy6f0Ozt4ybWqNXnOzMY1CubYpLFf0N-tKNZYDtBUtJIgT3lRHsPzN9ywimODs0J0GSWGsIs42ajjemNr3FZ1iFziAZi6qK/s1600/foto+2cv.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Ilg03llH0SywoX4F5acvsYkXWETRvlLZISKnIAy6f0Ozt4ybWqNXnOzMY1CubYpLFf0N-tKNZYDtBUtJIgT3lRHsPzN9ywimODs0J0GSWGsIs42ajjemNr3FZ1iFziAZi6qK/s400/foto+2cv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585153965711250338" /></a><br />De fim-de-semana...Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-19534201918418604312010-11-17T16:07:00.002+00:002010-11-17T16:07:50.950+00:00Às vezes tenho vontade de baixar os braços... se tenho! Como tenho!Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-89080578622400701652010-11-13T15:09:00.002+00:002010-11-13T15:11:27.749+00:00Hoje apaguei (mentalmente e por várias vezes) as tuas 55 velas.<br />Se não estivesse aqui, mas se estivesse lá, hoje faríamos uma festa... como tu gostas!<br />Cheia de amigos e todos juntos apagaríamos as tuas 55 velas.<br /><br />PARABÉNS PAPI!<br />Um beijo cheio de saudades.Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-88251331091682702202010-11-07T01:19:00.001+00:002010-11-07T01:20:13.291+00:00A registar...Hoje abri uma garrafa de Carcavelinhos de 1995.<br />Bom! Muito bom!<br />A acompanhar umas belas castanhas e em óptima companhia.Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-52204819969923770222010-11-07T01:18:00.001+00:002010-11-07T01:19:23.461+00:00Private JokeSoltem as Filomenas!<br />Soltem as Filomenas!<br />Por tudo o mundo há Filomenas! Por todo o mundo...<br /><br />TRA LA LA LA LA LA LAXuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-3857987184334241802010-11-05T18:39:00.002+00:002010-11-05T18:40:21.448+00:00E a vida não mudou... é certo!<br />Por agora.<br />Amanhã é um novo dia.<br />A sorte um dia muda! Só temos de acreditar.Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-66653348162201617632010-10-22T18:43:00.003+01:002010-10-22T18:48:16.016+01:00Hoje recebi um telefonema... um tanto peculiar.<br />E em conversa, recordei tempos idos.<br />E este blog, que agora está carregado de pó, avivou-me tantas memórias, tantas passagens...<br />Ainda bem que um dia resolvi começar a escrever um.<br />Há tantos pormenores que vamos apagando... e alguns que não vale realmente a pena perder.<br />E apesar das facilidades/comodidades do facebook/rede social, não há nada com um blog. Acho que a partilha acaba por ser muito maior e muito mais desprendida.<br />Se ninguém ler, não importa... um dia mais tarde vamos voltar e vai lá estar tudo. TUDO!<br />Acho que tinha saudades...Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-23117164000922446092010-10-22T18:37:00.001+01:002010-10-22T18:38:25.071+01:00Acho que ao longo do caminho me fui tornando cada vez mais descrente.<br />Mas há uma janela! E o sol parece brilhar lá fora...Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-23319477717769183832010-10-22T18:36:00.001+01:002010-10-22T18:37:06.271+01:00Será que a vida pode mudar(melhorar) drasticamente de um dia para o outro?Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-4626929778040988552010-03-28T23:22:00.000+01:002010-03-28T23:23:55.938+01:00Like a Star, Corinne Bailey RaeJust like a star across my sky,<br />Just like an angel off the page,<br />You have appeared to my life,<br />Feel like I'll never be the same,<br />Just like a song in my heart,<br />Just like oil on my hands,<br />Honour to love you<br /><br />Still I wonder why it is,<br />I don't argue like this,<br />With anyone but you,<br />We do it all the time,<br />Blowing out my mind,<br /><br />You've got this look I can't describe,<br />You make me feel like I'm alive,<br />When everything else is au fait,<br />Without a doubt you're on my side,<br />Heaven has been away too long,<br />Can't find the words to write this song,<br />Oh...<br />Your love,<br /><br />Still I wonder why it is,<br />I don't argue like this,<br />With anyone but you,<br />We do it all the time,<br />Blowing out my mind,<br /><br />Now I have come to understand,<br />The way it is,<br />It's not a secret anymore,<br />'cause we've been through that before,<br />From tonight I know that you're the only one,<br />I've been confused and in the dark,<br />Now I understand,<br /><br />I wonder why it is,<br />I don't argue like this,<br />With anyone but you,<br />I wonder why it is,<br />I wont let my guard down,<br />For anyone but you<br />We do it all the time,<br />Blowing out my mind,<br /><br />Just like a star across my sky,<br />Just like an angel off the page,<br />You have appeared to my life,<br />Feel like I'll never be the same,<br />Just like a song in my heart,<br />Just like oil on my handsXuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-4146610499048552292010-01-30T10:38:00.002+00:002010-01-30T10:42:57.588+00:00Free Fallin<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9CPwuWteHA&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9CPwuWteHA&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />LINDA!<br />VICIANTE!<br /><br />Makes my head go crazy... ai se faz! LOLXuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-85903736745647566702010-01-30T10:37:00.001+00:002010-01-30T10:37:56.123+00:00O meu nome do meio?Despenteada.<br /><br />Joana Despenteada de Sousa.<br /><br />Arreeeeee!Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-53138122389462557182010-01-28T20:05:00.001+00:002010-01-28T20:06:52.123+00:00Fruto preferido?Cenoura!<br /><br />(já agora crua e cortada às rodelinhas para o risco de cair alguma peça do aparelho ser menor...)<br /><br />Vale?Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-32583260417129256242010-01-21T23:44:00.002+00:002010-01-21T23:52:47.727+00:00Desta vez não houve balanços. 2009 já foi.<br />2010 já começou há precisamente 21 dias, quase 22.<br />E a verdade é que não sinto essa necessidade.<br />Mas começo a sentir outras necessidades.<br />O bichinho das viagens... Ai esse bichinho.<br />Planos então!!! Porque não?<br />Bilbao, Madrid, Londres (quem sabe), NY...<br />E ir para fora cá dentro. Também conta e sabe tão bem. :)<br />Venham daí essas viagensssssss.<br />Yeah!Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-48573996539787115792010-01-21T10:10:00.000+00:002010-01-21T10:10:30.462+00:00We can do anything...<em>We can do anything at all <br />Just as long as we stand tall <br />We can go anywhere from here <br />Just as long as you're near <br /><br />Whenever I'm around you <br />It all seems so clear <br />If I wasn't such a fool <br />I'd kiss your lips, my dear <br /><br />We could be the future and the past <br />Just as long as we can make it last <br />We could just let go, very slowly <br />Cause right now you're filling my head <br /><br />With so many silly questions <br />About human chemistry <br />They're making me uneasy <br />And soft in my knees <br /><br />When your heart is trying to tell you something <br />Not that far from the truth... just do it <br />And if you try to make the right decisions <br />based on what you're made of... remember <br /><br />We can do anything at all <br />Just as long as we stand tall <br /><br />We can do anything... <br /><br />We can do anything... <br /><br />We can go anywhere... <br /><br />We can do anything...</em><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bseBxapTQ7Q">We can do anything, Mikkel Solnado</a>Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-45086069860972006312010-01-20T18:08:00.002+00:002010-01-20T18:08:59.401+00:00Xuinha @ Casa da GuiaJá tenho os "cascos" on fire. Só me apetece dar de frosques. O mais rápido possível.<br /><br />GGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRXuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-21850624516985199852010-01-20T10:56:00.002+00:002010-01-20T11:03:48.312+00:00Shine<em>Wake up one morning you realize<br />Your life is one big compromise (compromise)<br />Stuck in the job you swore was only temporary (was only temporary)<br /><br />Feel like the world is passing you by (do do do do do)<br />Never done all the things you would need to try<br />Stuck in one place, got a pain in your face from all your stressin’ out (all your stressin’ out)x2<br /><br />You ask yourself there’s got to be more than what I’m living for (what I’m living for) x2<br />You ask yourself there’s got to be something else, something more, more, more<br /><br />Well let the sun shine on your face<br />And don’t let your life go to waste<br />Now is the time, got to make up your mind<br />Let it shine on you, let it shine on you<br /><br />Feel like there’s nothing nowhere to go<br />You try and fight but you can’t let go<br />Roll the pain, got so much to gain<br />Now is the time<br /><br />You ask yourself there’s got to be something else, something more, more, more<br /><br />Well let the sun shine on your face<br />And don’t let your life go to waste<br />Now is the time, got to make up your mind<br />Let it shine on you, let it shine on you<br /><br />You ask yourself there’s got to be more than what I’m living for (what I’m living for) x2<br />You ask yourself there’s got to be something else, something more, more, more<br /><br />Well let the sun shine on your face<br />And don’t let your life go to waste<br />Now is the time, got to make up your mind<br />Let it shine on you, let it shine on you<br /><br />Well let the sun shine on your face<br />And don’t let your life go to waste<br />Now is the time, got to make up your mind<br />Let it shine on you, let it shine on you<br /><br />Well let the sun shine on your face<br />And don’t let your life go to waste<br />Now is the time, got to make up your mind<br />Let it shine on you, let it shine on you</em><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=equvoqUT1VM">Shine, Laura Izibor</a><br /><br /><strong>Tão linda! Esta música anima qualquer um!</strong>Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-12418559665661765242010-01-19T12:22:00.002+00:002010-01-19T12:25:21.647+00:00JaneiroEstou com a sensação de que este mês de Janeiro vai ser uma grande barraca.<br />Portanto, se me ligarem de um número desconhecido e eu não atender, não se preocupem está tudo bem! LOL<br />É só porque resolvi invernar, dá-me um certo jeito!<br />Algo mesmo importante, enviem uma SMS que logo vejo se interrompo o meu sono de beleza.<br /><br />(para quê chorar, quando nos podemos rir das coisas menos boas???)Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-16103873360387450312010-01-17T23:45:00.001+00:002010-01-18T23:49:17.320+00:00O gira-discos do meu Avô Sousa<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0dMQ_wqsD8ljg7KXrL9mqKM7B7C4WLCfG6DPt9WPnwGRIduEKyXKMdLfTMi0rKa0m5Bm8P_iCzPFHDZOoX8jxJKdPx5mFpnOv2cSvtEt4AZSPh4loJJqzY8RNGJmq7qDQOpy/s1600-h/DSC00882.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0dMQ_wqsD8ljg7KXrL9mqKM7B7C4WLCfG6DPt9WPnwGRIduEKyXKMdLfTMi0rKa0m5Bm8P_iCzPFHDZOoX8jxJKdPx5mFpnOv2cSvtEt4AZSPh4loJJqzY8RNGJmq7qDQOpy/s400/DSC00882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427859643641602658" /></a><br /><br />O meu pai herdou este gira-discos quando o meu avô nos deixou.<br />Ainda me lembro... claramente... o meu avô na sala de jantar, no seu cantinho, a ouvir os discos que tocavam neste gira-discos. Passava horas naquele cantinho.<br />O meu avô partiu.<br />E o meu pai guardou e usou com carinho a relíquia.<br />Tenho discos, muitos discos, dos dois. Escritos, rascunhados com notas, com apreciações.<br />O meu pai deixou-nos e a relíquia veio para terras mais a sul.<br />Sobreviveu à viagem...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSGZEpQ33LL8XEi56NodkzBZuqMjKjny70rCr87GAYzFA1q9Jk4-1nz3tLVFcMn8D6N-xhG1nrWp7I24ED7jCg8VByBMrj-R4FF6U_mUOFkCVxK-eP_54U7izhZIQogd8_swh/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSGZEpQ33LL8XEi56NodkzBZuqMjKjny70rCr87GAYzFA1q9Jk4-1nz3tLVFcMn8D6N-xhG1nrWp7I24ED7jCg8VByBMrj-R4FF6U_mUOFkCVxK-eP_54U7izhZIQogd8_swh/s400/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427859633658553314" /></a><br />... e veio encher esta casa ainda com mais música.<br />Ouço estes discos, uns mais do que outros, e sonho acordada. Canto bem alto.<br />E rio, a pensar que os dois estão a ver toda esta alegria.Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-76168308495770309762010-01-13T20:22:00.002+00:002010-01-13T20:26:17.690+00:00ConvicçõesSe, nesta altura, estivesse a trabalhar na loja do Porto ía babar-me todos os dias à frente da montra da padaria Ribeiro. Estou convicta de que em pouco tempo ficaria <em>expert</em> em todas as especialidades que lá fazem e tão mallllllllllllll que fazem.<br /><br />O Porto nisso ganha aqui a estas bandas. Os bolos, os salgados, o pão e todas essas perdições são mais diversificados do que os daqui.<br />Talvez a Garret do Estoril faça frente às boas pastelarias/confeitarias do Norte.Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-24525504940369766702010-01-10T23:08:00.003+00:002010-01-10T23:16:57.474+00:00Dia 6 - 9 de JaneiroOntem foi-me impossível partilhar o resultado final...<br />... mas aqui fica!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglNQZUddm6k7ui-AEWW2vCswKdVU_Wx_qz71CJBKn0CJFDJF1PxMhAtXXLRSFgCrZRn0TUgUa4YQz3e1lypaGys0lEujsBb8hIH0vyhZ7VMaSKRsnzIkOXbIvtzbo8OgfNYpif/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglNQZUddm6k7ui-AEWW2vCswKdVU_Wx_qz71CJBKn0CJFDJF1PxMhAtXXLRSFgCrZRn0TUgUa4YQz3e1lypaGys0lEujsBb8hIH0vyhZ7VMaSKRsnzIkOXbIvtzbo8OgfNYpif/s400/DSC00856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425253672926082018" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCJSL8t27XI5afETY8BOepnfPMLDDCqSiDhPDAt7LNipOBIbwEy1sRUt5ymg0iNOhLMcuhZ5ZMDMmuj7YUsE6cQvS7098Mp5nJuqPPrlnee15ZY3SaYJjOVXIcd2_bAtVYTVpc/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCJSL8t27XI5afETY8BOepnfPMLDDCqSiDhPDAt7LNipOBIbwEy1sRUt5ymg0iNOhLMcuhZ5ZMDMmuj7YUsE6cQvS7098Mp5nJuqPPrlnee15ZY3SaYJjOVXIcd2_bAtVYTVpc/s400/DSC00857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425253681092919218" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtKvVjRgQpP6Tg1-WyM7e_qve1uFCar1R6soxPqOky_tn-CWQIE4xFyLUkfSprV0F2uayt0blOrDjdaZEm5-PGU64AqAODkZn2S4qnhqQ4r2sRJlwUdtYEshvZdIOwXtqUTNn4/s1600-h/DSC00870.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtKvVjRgQpP6Tg1-WyM7e_qve1uFCar1R6soxPqOky_tn-CWQIE4xFyLUkfSprV0F2uayt0blOrDjdaZEm5-PGU64AqAODkZn2S4qnhqQ4r2sRJlwUdtYEshvZdIOwXtqUTNn4/s400/DSC00870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425253685588191538" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihaRE-lSd32_ib5Fp1fAe9Jr1KlmLmbDVkwIeOiQSOq93T14TkpovyiHKbCkKkNdbcHAU89vCBroQPF-ye9p93a5A9KkPl93a40DStT2hiA1za5ndwkLhPuF4mrxB1otbeZTUb/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihaRE-lSd32_ib5Fp1fAe9Jr1KlmLmbDVkwIeOiQSOq93T14TkpovyiHKbCkKkNdbcHAU89vCBroQPF-ye9p93a5A9KkPl93a40DStT2hiA1za5ndwkLhPuF4mrxB1otbeZTUb/s400/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425253690754926898" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmt3vQ2g5VdrD1qYEtFl0C1z17C92D4K2x3OYEi_3c5PQ5-sI7fBtx0KNMDCRkBMhZfx_elf1iTLKu7bVMeAOtNVRFyvsqWRuxtXrgisRDNvrW3gULwcBbxA1WFNtOCRTExj8y/s1600-h/DSC00861.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmt3vQ2g5VdrD1qYEtFl0C1z17C92D4K2x3OYEi_3c5PQ5-sI7fBtx0KNMDCRkBMhZfx_elf1iTLKu7bVMeAOtNVRFyvsqWRuxtXrgisRDNvrW3gULwcBbxA1WFNtOCRTExj8y/s400/DSC00861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425253700020102386" /></a><br />Trabalho, muito trabalho e ainda ficaram algumas coisas, menos essenciais, por resolver.Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-90620505518168596742010-01-09T00:47:00.003+00:002010-01-09T00:58:21.723+00:00Dia 5 - 8 de Janeiro<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1TzdJapURRX_pmHKvzqRJC0b31lciiuTosHFF2uxiFw99xVQPF0K61EvSEPGdLklNFki8IVJemf1um_U7bRSdrQO-zvk2hpitm9iRvQ4LkZ2T0g7gKF27aNNuzpvAzoStYNLx/s1600-h/DSC00844.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1TzdJapURRX_pmHKvzqRJC0b31lciiuTosHFF2uxiFw99xVQPF0K61EvSEPGdLklNFki8IVJemf1um_U7bRSdrQO-zvk2hpitm9iRvQ4LkZ2T0g7gKF27aNNuzpvAzoStYNLx/s400/DSC00844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424537510912841442" /></a><br />E a loja está agora pronta para receber a "mercadoria".<br />Faltam ainda alguns pormenores como luzes e retirar letreiros antigos que amanhã deverão ficar prontos e outros pormenores que nem amanhã ficarão prontos, mas devagarinho chegamos lá!Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537802.post-28806401852427744392010-01-08T01:59:00.002+00:002010-01-08T02:08:41.536+00:00Dia 4 - 7 de Janeiro<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlDxhVnfTpVauDMK0JU84kSy1XASG0ki4rZcm28v54fwxR8dSoH8wjOPV6laNAqyulbNspWPBtF9GeJlaNek1UOSg2DBgI9xLd9CzBhV9z1xzrb1Lnul6b8UhCXqQMukVfszg/s1600-h/DSC00839.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlDxhVnfTpVauDMK0JU84kSy1XASG0ki4rZcm28v54fwxR8dSoH8wjOPV6laNAqyulbNspWPBtF9GeJlaNek1UOSg2DBgI9xLd9CzBhV9z1xzrb1Lnul6b8UhCXqQMukVfszg/s400/DSC00839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424184892958959730" /></a> <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid2Y30E833-6UkA4PA6b1oyQ25uA9dT0kONwPbfiRQbqJulNvjWQV-dl3pTImflTSAnbAuNMGzhWvz5L1cz-RJsSGiraICYnOSKUoTu2jYy00A4PPyzwtKU43mSJyNSAlrJGt0/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid2Y30E833-6UkA4PA6b1oyQ25uA9dT0kONwPbfiRQbqJulNvjWQV-dl3pTImflTSAnbAuNMGzhWvz5L1cz-RJsSGiraICYnOSKUoTu2jYy00A4PPyzwtKU43mSJyNSAlrJGt0/s400/DSC00840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424184900481954226" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHIL81ZAg477GLK9zCTSu7UHW4J6JLM4wWLDrDinymFnLwtrXV54tdbRAK27UGEz9q1IALZsucsvfc-MvU5vDhhqTWdFSmrW-HRLKtP3I55u24QZ4IhzbkFEybPk85u923Q9MJ/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHIL81ZAg477GLK9zCTSu7UHW4J6JLM4wWLDrDinymFnLwtrXV54tdbRAK27UGEz9q1IALZsucsvfc-MvU5vDhhqTWdFSmrW-HRLKtP3I55u24QZ4IhzbkFEybPk85u923Q9MJ/s400/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424184907939106690" /></a><br />O dia das pinturas... e que belas pinturas. Cansativo mas muito divertido e não ficou tão mal como seria esperado. LOL! <br /><br />Amanhã é só acabar as compras no IKEA e fazer o resto das montagens, e trocar de fechadura e comprar lâmpadas super especiais que ninguém sabe quais são e muitas mais coisas que irão surgir ao longo do dia, tenho a certeza.<br />Ah claro! E ir à Câmara do Porto tratar da parte burocrárica do processo. O dia amanhã promete...Xuinha Foguetãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11138637706863541602noreply@blogger.com0