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gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYNR3k7eSp7ImA9WhdaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-123602155110716890</id><published>2011-10-28T04:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T16:03:16.701+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-28T16:03:16.701+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Restaurantes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Portugal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Porto" /><title>Pizzaria Casad'oro</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/123602155110716890/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=123602155110716890&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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Não é um lugar de fácil acesso para quem não tem transporte próprio, até se pode chegar bem para jantar, mas voltar, não é tarefa fácil. No entanto vale muito a pena lá ir! :) Atenção que não me refiro ao restaurante no andar de baixo, que esse não sei... Falo da pizzaria do andar de cima, com um estilo descontraído e bem disposto, tem uma varanda onde no verão deve ser delicioso jantar e &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/0xUiTm5vtSc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2011/10/pizzaria-casadoro.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMNQHk_eSp7ImA9WhdaFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-1638162037407582210</id><published>2011-10-25T19:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T19:31:31.741+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-25T19:31:31.741+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Restaurantes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="evento" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Porto" /><title>Porto restaurant week</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/1638162037407582210/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=1638162037407582210&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/1638162037407582210?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/1638162037407582210?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/D21Cek0w37s/porto-restaurant-week.html" title="Porto restaurant week" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ly7bWMBlWhU/TqcALhfZjjI/AAAAAAAABEA/sEmwiMLjMTQ/s72-c/restaurant-week-porto.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Porto, Portugal</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.149968 -8.6102426</georss:point><georss:box>41.0543165 -8.7681711 41.245619500000004 -8.452314099999999</georss:box><content type="html">
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Podem ver AQUI quais são os restaurantes associados ao evento e quem sabe sair para um jantar romântico ou com amigos. :)&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/D21Cek0w37s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2011/10/porto-restaurant-week.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04MQ3c-fip7ImA9WhdaFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-7108034079537585592</id><published>2011-10-23T23:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:46:22.956+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-23T23:46:22.956+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Restaurantes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="comida" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Porto" /><title>nhom nhom nhom - Baixa 22</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/7108034079537585592/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=7108034079537585592&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/7108034079537585592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/7108034079537585592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/o1t-5Wu879Y/nhom-nhom-nhom-baixa-22.html" title="nhom nhom nhom - Baixa 22" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSX0FLWgRAk/TqSUgImyBmI/AAAAAAAABD4/2FhZ9qLYVL4/s72-c/baixa22.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Praça de Dona Filipa de Lencastre 195, 4050 Porto, Portugal</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.14838124837559 -8.612444400787354</georss:point><georss:box>41.14688674837559 -8.614911900787353 41.14987574837559 -8.609976900787354</georss:box><content type="html">
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Desde que cheguei ao Porto que comecei a minha busca por bons restaurantes aqui no norte. Quem é que não gosta de sair para jantar de vez em quando?? O problema é que muitos destes restaurantes ficam em lugares em que os autocarros até nos levam, mas já não nos trazem de volta porque deixam de circular bem cedo. :S

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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/fTgH6cs5OR8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2011/03/essejota-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAGSHc5eCp7ImA9WhZTFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-8291034953345335665</id><published>2011-03-20T17:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:55:29.920Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-20T17:55:29.920Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Formação" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CAP" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="formadores" /><title>CAP - Formação de formadores</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/8291034953345335665/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=8291034953345335665&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/8291034953345335665?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/8291034953345335665?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/19oQsX6mb9Q/cap-formacao-de-formadores.html" title="CAP - Formação de formadores" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o4SB2GoVpHCKLc5mEHSAExl14zk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o4SB2GoVpHCKLc5mEHSAExl14zk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o4SB2GoVpHCKLc5mEHSAExl14zk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o4SB2GoVpHCKLc5mEHSAExl14zk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Não há muito tempo meti-me a fazer o CAP, certificado de Aptidão Profissional, para poder dar formação. Sempre gostei de ensinar, e embora sempre o tenha feito no esquema de 1 para 1, com a ida para o Porto essas ideias alteraram-se.
Da formação em si esperava mais. A abordagem é acima de tudo prática, o que é bom no sentido de sair dali a fazer apresentações mais eficientes, a saber comunicar &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/19oQsX6mb9Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2011/03/cap-formacao-de-formadores.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMNRXw7fCp7ImA9Wx9TFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-7745200220373877604</id><published>2010-11-23T15:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-23T15:34:54.204Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-23T15:34:54.204Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sentimentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ser humano" /><title>O mundo do sentir visto por mim...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/7745200220373877604/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=7745200220373877604&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/7745200220373877604?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/7745200220373877604?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/ZEhxNjV7vMw/o-meu-mundo-do-sentir.html" title="O mundo do sentir visto por mim..." /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UeLY7Fuig1QXQ4HPS1lF2_EzFj0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UeLY7Fuig1QXQ4HPS1lF2_EzFj0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UeLY7Fuig1QXQ4HPS1lF2_EzFj0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UeLY7Fuig1QXQ4HPS1lF2_EzFj0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Com o passar do tempo e com o nosso crescimento, vamos aprendendo a interpretar aquilo que sentimos, fisica e emocionalmente. E não sei como funciona convosco, mas eu às vezes demoro bastante a entender o que REALMENTE se passa comigo.(Sou assim um pouco lentinhaaaaaa mesmo! hehehe)
Perceber se tenho frio, fome, dor ou sono, é fácil, talvez por serem sinais gritantes no nosso corpo que quase nos &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/ZEhxNjV7vMw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-meu-mundo-do-sentir.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YCRng9eSp7ImA9Wx5aFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-417485853100112721</id><published>2010-11-14T01:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-14T01:46:07.661Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-14T01:46:07.661Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sentimentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relações humanas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="carinho" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="felicidade" /><title>Monogamia: por opção II</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/417485853100112721/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=417485853100112721&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/417485853100112721?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/417485853100112721?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/98uszJ-Z-M4/monogamia-por-opcao.html" title="Monogamia: por opção II" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_L98QJjIeL6G3aja1x4YsA0XhlQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_L98QJjIeL6G3aja1x4YsA0XhlQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tenho estado a pensar que o título deste post é uma realidade restrita. São só alguns os privilegiados que não se acomodam na vida com o que a sociedade cultural tem para lhes dar diariamente e correm atrás daquilo que não se ensina nos bancos da escola ou da faculdade, no sofá em frente da caixinha mágica ou inerte em frente ao grande pano: a estruturação consciente e activa de uma vida social e&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/98uszJ-Z-M4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/10/monogamia-por-opcao.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MHSXw7cSp7ImA9Wx5aFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-6451810664300749587</id><published>2010-11-12T23:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-13T12:30:38.209Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-13T12:30:38.209Z</app:edited><title>S. Martinho</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/6451810664300749587/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=6451810664300749587&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/6451810664300749587?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/6451810664300749587?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/nTHYcLTQxxE/s-martinho.html" title="S. Martinho" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/TN3U87DyYLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/y6mE-jlbJCg/s72-c/11112010750-786614.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BVGDQdCHefYYEbpLNQnLu8LOXQ4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BVGDQdCHefYYEbpLNQnLu8LOXQ4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BVGDQdCHefYYEbpLNQnLu8LOXQ4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BVGDQdCHefYYEbpLNQnLu8LOXQ4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;O dia de S.Martinho sempre foi comemorado lá em casa. Chama-se uns amigos e uns vizinhos, faz-se uma sopa de coentros à alentejana acompanhada com um pedaço de broa e claro, n podiam faltar a jeropiga e as castanhas! À medida que o garrafão vai esvaziando aumenta a confusão acompanhada de piadas e histórias do tempo da dona Maria cachucha. Este ano dadas as circunstancias estive a apresentar a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/nTHYcLTQxxE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/11/s-martinho.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8MRHwzeSp7ImA9Wx5bE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-7530991279452409342</id><published>2010-10-29T23:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T23:54:45.281+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-29T23:54:45.281+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eu" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pensamentos" /><title>Corre corre</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/7530991279452409342/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=7530991279452409342&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/7530991279452409342?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/7530991279452409342?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/tRCbmHFg5YU/corre-corre.html" title="Corre corre" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/TMtQa916znI/AAAAAAAAAUg/J3yRCraPXl0/s72-c/amizade.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">
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Eu neste último ano, mais que nunca, tenho vivido nesse estado meio de alerta, em carga constante, sempre um pouco cansada e sempre sem muito tempo para pensar nisso. E agora, ao contrário de outras fases da minha vida, quero dar tudo e dedicar &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/tRCbmHFg5YU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/10/corre-corre.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cARXw_fSp7ImA9Wx5bE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-2052804861454051850</id><published>2010-10-29T23:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T23:24:04.245+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-29T23:24:04.245+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gadgets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sugestão" /><title>X-minis</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/2052804861454051850/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=2052804861454051850&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/2052804861454051850?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/2052804861454051850?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/PF9sD03XPWI/x-minis.html" title="X-minis" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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Aqui fica uma sugestão de um presente muito muito giro para quem gosta de ouvir música e anda bastante de um lado para o outro muito prático. Pequeno, leve, portátil e com um som surpreendente. Recebi um de presente do meu mano e adoro. No Porto não tenho aparelhagem e agora é ligar o iPod ao X-mini e já posso dizer adeus aos "fones" momentaneamente, o que eu agradeço!! :)Gadgets... há que &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/PF9sD03XPWI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/10/x-minis.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEDRHgzeyp7ImA9Wx5VFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-6533011117659515832</id><published>2010-10-09T12:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T12:11:15.683+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-09T12:11:15.683+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eu" /><title>O silêncio</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/6533011117659515832/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=6533011117659515832&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/6533011117659515832?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/6533011117659515832?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/NgapoUGww40/o-silencio.html" title="O silêncio" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eaaiWJuE3AzkgSvgBMb42E_lo2o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eaaiWJuE3AzkgSvgBMb42E_lo2o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Não sei como é que vocês funcionam, mas eu sou de "humores".. Há alturas que me apetece escrever e escrever e escrever e outras em que me limito a viver e não partilhar nada do que vou observando e pensando. :) Este verão foi excepcional, e terei muita oportunidade de partilhar convosco certas coisas que ficaram por dizer. Por agora, que o tempo não é muito, queria só dizer que o meu "humor" &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/NgapoUGww40" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-silencio.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAMQH4yfyp7ImA9Wx9VGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-2318206437853495295</id><published>2010-10-09T12:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:13:01.097Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-05T10:13:01.097Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vender" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="matemática" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="engenharia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="comprar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="livros" /><title>Vender Livros</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/2318206437853495295/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=2318206437853495295&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/2318206437853495295?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/2318206437853495295?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/lt7T6e-ngzk/vender-livros.html" title="Vender Livros" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2-6wPG-oN98Eg6pM6rYWqiBs52U/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2-6wPG-oN98Eg6pM6rYWqiBs52U/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2-6wPG-oN98Eg6pM6rYWqiBs52U/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2-6wPG-oN98Eg6pM6rYWqiBs52U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Já há uns tempos que ando com a ideia de vender aqueles livros que fui comprando ao longo do curso e que por serem ainda pouco especializados não me interessa guardar. Dar a chance a alguém de os comprar mais barato, e de estudar por eles só me parece boa ideia. Fui à procura e na tentativa de evitar os OLXs e esses sites que vendem tudo e mais alguma coisa encontrei o Bibliofeira. Estou agora a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/lt7T6e-ngzk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/10/vender-livros.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAGRnYycCp7ImA9WxFbFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-4899041221428907640</id><published>2010-07-09T00:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T00:45:27.898+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-09T00:45:27.898+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cinema" /><title>Sem Nome</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/4899041221428907640/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=4899041221428907640&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/4899041221428907640?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/4899041221428907640?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/OIczs7tvwvI/sem-nome.html" title="Sem Nome" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fgYrX0TUm6ptdD-ahCdr3l7zcsQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fgYrX0TUm6ptdD-ahCdr3l7zcsQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fgYrX0TUm6ptdD-ahCdr3l7zcsQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fgYrX0TUm6ptdD-ahCdr3l7zcsQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Se há fenómenos como a segunda guerra mundial, que nos comovem e tocam pela sua dimensão e monstruosidade, há neles também uma serenidade de os sabermos terminados. Hoje, depois de assistir ao "Sem nome", vim para casa a pensar nos milhares de universos paralelos que vivem e rodam à volta do sol nesta mesma terra que pisamos, e que com a naturalidade que respiramos, não sabemos nem lembramos as &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/OIczs7tvwvI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/07/sem-nome.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QEQXo9fip7ImA9WxFVGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-5902407270992020807</id><published>2010-06-18T15:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T15:28:20.466+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-18T15:28:20.466+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="infidelidade" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relações humanas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amor" /><title>O que queremos? - Relações Humanas</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/5902407270992020807/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=5902407270992020807&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/5902407270992020807?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/5902407270992020807?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/bZ0QeG1xm8Y/o-que-queremos-relacoes-humanas.html" title="O que queremos? - Relações Humanas" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/TBt9kp-UCkI/AAAAAAAAATE/r_l5Hv_e_ak/s72-c/infidelidade-grande.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XWU7OCIF6WxG_Ntm8A4Wtr59HPY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XWU7OCIF6WxG_Ntm8A4Wtr59HPY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XWU7OCIF6WxG_Ntm8A4Wtr59HPY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XWU7OCIF6WxG_Ntm8A4Wtr59HPY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nestes últimos dias algumas pessoas têm-me falado da fidelidade e da infidelidade nas suas relações como uma das suas preocupações centrais. Vão atrás, procuram encontrar o que não querem encontrar e ainda se queixam de encontrar coisas dúbias sobre as quais nem sequer podem confrontar a outra pessoa porque não é suposto saberem das mesmas. Curioso como as próprias pessoas se colocam em lugares &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/bZ0QeG1xm8Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-que-queremos-relacoes-humanas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIDSHw6cCp7ImA9WxFREkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-1655528264512069201</id><published>2010-04-26T02:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T02:16:19.218+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-26T02:16:19.218+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brasil" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pensamentos" /><title>Ousa!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/1655528264512069201/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=1655528264512069201&amp;isPopup=true" title="14 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/1655528264512069201?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/1655528264512069201?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/-prXaaSvy3M/ousa.html" title="Ousa!" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>14</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Vtydf0jH_SdzgUOC6mD6Fh2eg3w/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Vtydf0jH_SdzgUOC6mD6Fh2eg3w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Vtydf0jH_SdzgUOC6mD6Fh2eg3w/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Vtydf0jH_SdzgUOC6mD6Fh2eg3w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Como dizia o poeta
Quem já passou por essa vida e não viveu
Pode ser mais, mas sabe menos do que eu
Porque a vida só se dá pra quem se deu
Pra quem amou, pra quem chorou, pra quem sofreu
Ah, quem nunca curtiu uma paixão nunca vai ter nada, não
Não há mal pior do que a descrença
Mesmo o amor que não compensa é melhor que a solidão
Abre os teus braços, meu irmão, deixa cair
Pra que somar se a gente&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/-prXaaSvy3M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/04/ousa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04GSXs7cSp7ImA9WxBaGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-5782428943600168148</id><published>2010-03-30T21:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:45:28.509+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-30T21:45:28.509+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><title>Música, música e mais música!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/5782428943600168148/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=5782428943600168148&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/5782428943600168148?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/5782428943600168148?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/8HTTs6RKeJI/musica-musica-e-mais-musica.html" title="Música, música e mais música!" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pxev0pwucFo8itOwyBTWRLro1XE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pxev0pwucFo8itOwyBTWRLro1XE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pxev0pwucFo8itOwyBTWRLro1XE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pxev0pwucFo8itOwyBTWRLro1XE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Este ano recebi no natal um bilhete para o Rock in Rio, agora a indecisão é por que dia trocar! Vou lá amanhã tratar disso. Estive a ver o que têm para oferecer, têm um cartaz engraçado, a única chatice é que no dia 27 não posso ir. Snow Patrol, Muse, Xutos, Jorge Palma.... já ardeu! Agora sobram outros 4 dias...!!
Outro cartaz que está em força é o Optimus Alive. :)
Alguém a pensar ir a algum &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/8HTTs6RKeJI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/03/musica-musica-e-mais-musica.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcERno7fip7ImA9WxBaGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-3738413526956794857</id><published>2010-03-29T01:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:36:47.406+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-29T01:36:47.406+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="escrita" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="culinária" /><title>Bavaroise de Ananás</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/3738413526956794857/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=3738413526956794857&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/3738413526956794857?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/3738413526956794857?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/S3kaWZqwhYk/bavaroise-de-ananas.html" title="Bavaroise de Ananás" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZZ4269ik15VsAXGJ02GpfA6eR_A/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZZ4269ik15VsAXGJ02GpfA6eR_A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZZ4269ik15VsAXGJ02GpfA6eR_A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZZ4269ik15VsAXGJ02GpfA6eR_A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ontem na fnac em Santa Catarina dei com os novos Moleskines Passions! Gostei especialmente do Wellness Journal e do Recipe Journal. Custavam 19,50€ se não estou em erro. Acabei por não trazer nenhum dos dois mas vontade não faltou!! Apresar de não ter trazido o livro de receitas, prometi já há algum tempo à M. que lhe mandava a minha receita de Bavaroise de Ananás, pois cá fica!!

Ingredientes: 1&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/S3kaWZqwhYk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/03/bavaroise-de-ananas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIMRX04fCp7ImA9Wx5UEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-7212081307669147550</id><published>2010-03-24T13:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-10-14T00:46:24.334+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-14T00:46:24.334+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pensamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Porto" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ser humano" /><title>As gentes e os seus Q's! =)</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/7212081307669147550/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=7212081307669147550&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/7212081307669147550?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/7212081307669147550?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/cFVjK-WxL1o/as-gentes-e-os-seus-qs.html" title="As gentes e os seus Q's! =)" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/S6oRUl5Z_SI/AAAAAAAAAS8/CvhtanEl7y4/s72-c/porto.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1v4TmyJ9RTCydp1VcswHcU53UAw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1v4TmyJ9RTCydp1VcswHcU53UAw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1v4TmyJ9RTCydp1VcswHcU53UAw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1v4TmyJ9RTCydp1VcswHcU53UAw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Como acredito que as mais interessantes viagens são as que fazemos ao nosso interior, muitas vezes ajudados por viagens externas é certo, acredito também que da experiência de mergulhar num lugar novo a parte mais deliciosa é o esforço da compreensão da diferença, desde os detalhes às evidências.
Chagada ao Porto há poucos meses, é com agradável surpresa que conheço este povo. A já vossa &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/cFVjK-WxL1o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-gentes-e-os-seus-qs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AFR3kzfCp7ImA9WxBaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-6720227793729149741</id><published>2010-03-21T22:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:15:16.784Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-21T22:15:16.784Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eu" /><title>Dias maus!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/6720227793729149741/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=6720227793729149741&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/6720227793729149741?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/6720227793729149741?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/G44_7NMDpfQ/dias-maus.html" title="Dias maus!" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/107/306472452_b65f3de9b3_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><content type="html">
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                                       aqueles dois ou três dias do ano em que estamos chateados, irritados e tristes sem razão aparente. 

Nada nos chateia em especial e mesmo assim parece que tudo nos irrita pelo simples facto de estar ali ou pelo facto de não estar, por fazer ou por não fazer. São as viagens, que não matam mas moem, as saudades &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/G44_7NMDpfQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/03/dias-maus.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04NQ3o6cSp7ImA9WxBbFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-3104947735151899284</id><published>2010-03-15T02:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-15T02:26:32.419Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-15T02:26:32.419Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="escrita" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="episódios" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eu" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Porto" /><title>C a m i n h o s p a r a l e l o s</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/3104947735151899284/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=3104947735151899284&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/3104947735151899284?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/3104947735151899284?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/yfNxtqS8GQg/c-m-i-n-h-o-s-p-r-l-e-l-o-s.html" title="C a m i n h o s p a r a l e l o s" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/S52Zo0SWx5I/AAAAAAAAAS0/rQx8Uo4mo4I/s72-c/7.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/09JrQojuc-Rte001qRSVTd8Itgs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/09JrQojuc-Rte001qRSVTd8Itgs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cheguei acompanhada por um frio que não se fazia esperar, eu diria que  não menos de uns 5 graus de diferença que quebraram a minha indiferença com o mundo lá fora. A voz de um homem no altifalante a pedir desculpa pelo atraso, anunciou, interrompendo o meu caminho na descoberta de quem é  Haruki Murakami, que havia chegado. Não estava longe de casa, mas estava semi-ausente deste mundo. As &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/yfNxtqS8GQg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/03/c-m-i-n-h-o-s-p-r-l-e-l-o-s.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YFRHgyfip7ImA9WxBUFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-3709440391019357469</id><published>2010-03-01T02:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-01T02:38:35.696Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-01T02:38:35.696Z</app:edited><title>[Essejota] Relações Livres</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/3709440391019357469/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=3709440391019357469&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/3709440391019357469?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/3709440391019357469?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/jBrrgGu1pdk/essejota-relacoes-livres.html" title="[Essejota] Relações Livres" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">
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Todos os dias levantamo-nos, espreguiçamo-nos, saímos, passeamos e cruzamo-nos com caras, situações, montras, anúncios, carros em movimento, mundos a correr em paralelo, cheios de sentimentos, dúvidas, alegrias e medos. Cruzamo-nos também com coisas que nos apaixonam e nos fixam a atenção, e pode bem até ser um &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/jBrrgGu1pdk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/03/essejota-relacoes-livres.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08HQnc9fyp7ImA9WxBXEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-4164508652547772713</id><published>2010-01-23T17:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:03:53.967Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-23T18:03:53.967Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="escrita" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eu" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amor" /><title>Musicalidade</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/4164508652547772713/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=4164508652547772713&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/4164508652547772713?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/4164508652547772713?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/6-MV1AWfw68/musicalidade.html" title="Musicalidade" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8-0stKu3UsjKLGHwglkKb_UEnP0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8-0stKu3UsjKLGHwglkKb_UEnP0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Sugestão: Ligar a música e ler o texto ao som dela...e se tu és um lugar, e se esta música que ouço é de vento que passa e move as folhas das árvores, o cabelo despenteado e aquele arrepio repentino e meio frio que nos invade enquanto passeamos nos nossos pensamento e o nosso corpo frui a beleza da planície que se deita mesmo em frente,...se há coisas que nos mexem em profundidade e nos tocam &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/6-MV1AWfw68" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/01/musicalidade.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UFRH45eSp7ImA9WxBQF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-2908842231201821038</id><published>2010-01-17T17:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:26:55.021Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-17T17:26:55.021Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CH" /><title>I want a GooD story!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/2908842231201821038/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=2908842231201821038&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/2908842231201821038?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/2908842231201821038?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/LO85A1CgHj8/i-want-good-story.html" title="I want a GooD story!" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/S1NIE9ezx3I/AAAAAAAAASs/nLvaFYXjUx0/s72-c/calvin1601.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B7DuKt2xxRSB_Urv_cXDKyuXAbE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B7DuKt2xxRSB_Urv_cXDKyuXAbE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;E quem é que não gosta de atenção e mimos?! :D&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/LO85A1CgHj8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-good-story.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MGQHs_eCp7ImA9WxBRFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23995430.post-4453540854963825811</id><published>2010-01-05T00:24:00.010Z</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:37:01.540Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-05T01:37:01.540Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Disciplina" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sonho" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ano Novo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="felicidade" /><title>Ano Novo ....vida Nova?!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/feeds/4453540854963825811/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23995430&amp;postID=4453540854963825811&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/4453540854963825811?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23995430/posts/default/4453540854963825811?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~3/XihhCJgczps/ano-novo-vida-nova.html" title="Ano Novo ....vida Nova?!" /><author><name>Cecília</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13929500817691129374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/SL8xM4S2epI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/946sqvmK_bY/S220/797754.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcsuA4hSgBc/S0KW4cmEeJI/AAAAAAAAASk/wBKj5A9DW34/s72-c/dreams+in+colour.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TARAc3G5bmhsugNu6BdoyREvYAA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TARAc3G5bmhsugNu6BdoyREvYAA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TARAc3G5bmhsugNu6BdoyREvYAA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TARAc3G5bmhsugNu6BdoyREvYAA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Estou a ouvir Ornatos Violeta, minha companhia fiel em longas e sós viagens de carro. O som vai normalmente uns decibéis acima do que me é normal. Acorda-me, Anima-me, Desperta-me os sentidos e a vontade de cantar mais alto!E é assim que acordo para este ano novo, com vontade de cantar mais alto, ir mais longe, ousar  mais. Já estamos em 2010 e claro, não quero passar sem vos desejar BOM ANO NOVO&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasBoasDaVida/~4/XihhCJgczps" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://pasteisdebelem.blogspot.com/2010/01/ano-novo-vida-nova.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

