<?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-180628586028773686</id><updated>2011-11-16T01:54:17.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{natz e gus vão se casar}</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-516402512375320203</id><published>2008-05-10T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T05:56:47.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>É hoje!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/SCWa9Q3RBFI/AAAAAAAAADM/AUvEdI7vTj0/s1600-h/IMG+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/SCWa9Q3RBFI/AAAAAAAAADM/AUvEdI7vTj0/s400/IMG+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198731722158572626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O dia mais feliz de nossas vidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-516402512375320203?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/516402512375320203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=516402512375320203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/516402512375320203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/516402512375320203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2008/05/hoje.html' title='É hoje!'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/SCWa9Q3RBFI/AAAAAAAAADM/AUvEdI7vTj0/s72-c/IMG+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-2980024803588095192</id><published>2008-05-02T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:19:50.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como chegar na igreja?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Igreja Batista do Parque São Basílio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rua Aricuri, 1716 - Campo Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trajeto para a Igreja saindo da Av. Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=d&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=1635622031957988163,-22.819635,-43.317643%3B10926609364363542059,-22.865165,-43.550226%3B3860761420575224395,-22.889186,-43.561924%3B17919799880170165261,-22.891930,-43.565660%3B10266479596211292426,-22.894077,-43.570955%3B10897491748902818346,-22.889152,-43.560759&amp;amp;saddr=Av.+Brasil-pista+Central+%40-22.819635,+-43.317643&amp;amp;daddr=Estr.+do+Mendanha+%40-22.865165,+-43.550226+to:R.+Aricuri+%40-22.889186,+-43.561924+to:R.+Aricuri+%40-22.891930,+-43.565660+to:R.+Aricuri+%40-22.894077,+-43.570955+to:Rua+Aricuri,+1716+-+Rio+de+Janeiro,+RJ&amp;amp;mra=mr&amp;amp;via=1,2,3,4&amp;amp;sll=-22.888916,-43.558699&amp;amp;sspn=0.005673,0.011759&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=-22.876966,-43.543282&amp;amp;spn=0.045392,0.09407&amp;amp;output=embed&amp;amp;s=AARTsJrQ0QO_SVtDLvYGxKr3R9tFbNIaeQ" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=d&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=1635622031957988163,-22.819635,-43.317643%3B10926609364363542059,-22.865165,-43.550226%3B3860761420575224395,-22.889186,-43.561924%3B17919799880170165261,-22.891930,-43.565660%3B10266479596211292426,-22.894077,-43.570955%3B10897491748902818346,-22.889152,-43.560759&amp;amp;saddr=Av.+Brasil-pista+Central+%40-22.819635,+-43.317643&amp;amp;daddr=Estr.+do+Mendanha+%40-22.865165,+-43.550226+to:R.+Aricuri+%40-22.889186,+-43.561924+to:R.+Aricuri+%40-22.891930,+-43.565660+to:R.+Aricuri+%40-22.894077,+-43.570955+to:Rua+Aricuri,+1716+-+Rio+de+Janeiro,+RJ&amp;amp;mra=mr&amp;amp;via=1,2,3,4&amp;amp;sll=-22.888916,-43.558699&amp;amp;sspn=0.005673,0.011759&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=-22.876966,-43.543282&amp;amp;spn=0.045392,0.09407&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Exibir mapa ampliado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pontos de referência para ajudar na chegada à Igreja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=104416746164701461319.00044bf95cb856739b23c&amp;amp;ll=-22.888946,-43.566628&amp;amp;spn=0.02384,0.047035&amp;amp;output=embed&amp;amp;s=AARTsJpXhMySJfTpnMH4UibfA14MMt0i_Q" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=104416746164701461319.00044bf95cb856739b23c&amp;amp;ll=-22.888946,-43.566628&amp;amp;spn=0.02384,0.047035&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exibir mapa ampliado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Para aproximar a vizualização do mapa, clicar duas vezes com o botão esquerdo do mouse. Para afastar, dois cliques com o botão direito. Também é possível mover o mapa, arrastando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-2980024803588095192?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/2980024803588095192/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=2980024803588095192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/2980024803588095192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/2980024803588095192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2008/05/como-chegar-na-igreja.html' title='Como chegar na igreja?'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-3638015845394380575</id><published>2008-05-02T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:13:53.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como chegar na recepção?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rua Julio Cesar, 730 - Bangu (Salão Estrela do Oriente)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trajeto da Igreja para o salão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;saddr=Rua+Aricuri,+1716+-+Rio+de+Janeiro,+RJ&amp;amp;daddr=R.+J%C3%BAlio+C%C3%A9sar,+730+-+Bangu,+Rio+de+Janeiro+-+RJ,+21810-073,+Brasil&amp;amp;mra=pe&amp;amp;mrcr=0&amp;amp;sll=-22.888004,-43.517568&amp;amp;sspn=0.090776,0.188141&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=-22.888986,-43.521137&amp;amp;spn=0.090775,0.188141&amp;amp;output=embed&amp;amp;s=AARTsJqx8krVztoUIzwGVTm7du-nQsSyZg" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;saddr=Rua+Aricuri,+1716+-+Rio+de+Janeiro,+RJ&amp;amp;daddr=R.+J%C3%BAlio+C%C3%A9sar,+730+-+Bangu,+Rio+de+Janeiro+-+RJ,+21810-073,+Brasil&amp;amp;mra=pe&amp;amp;mrcr=0&amp;amp;sll=-22.888004,-43.517568&amp;amp;sspn=0.090776,0.188141&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=-22.888986,-43.521137&amp;amp;spn=0.090775,0.188141&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Exibir mapa ampliado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pontos de referência no centro de Bangu para chegada na Recepção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=104416746164701461319.00044bfa6816af6307155&amp;amp;ll=-22.879338,-43.46509&amp;amp;spn=0.022695,0.047035&amp;amp;output=embed&amp;amp;s=AARTsJqtLGqebpgNjQPBsVA2AHWYpdbZQA" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=104416746164701461319.00044bfa6816af6307155&amp;amp;ll=-22.879338,-43.46509&amp;amp;spn=0.022695,0.047035&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Exibir mapa ampliado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para aproximar a vizualização do mapa, clicar duas vezes com o botão esquerdo do mouse. Para afastar, dois cliques com o botão direito. Também é possível mover o mapa, arrastando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;PS.: Só pra lembrar o mapa aparece abaixo reduzido, e na verdade não se passa nem perto nem por dentro de nenhuma "favela" ou "morro"... ahuiahaui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-3638015845394380575?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/3638015845394380575/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=3638015845394380575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/3638015845394380575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/3638015845394380575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2008/05/como-chegar-na-recepo_02.html' title='Como chegar na recepção?'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-984364093864592973</id><published>2008-05-02T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:00:05.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pequena pausa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Queridos padrinhos, madrinhas, damas e visitantes de nosso blog, com a proximidade do casamento (faltam 10 dias!!!), e com nossa atual falta de tempo, vamos suspender as homenagens para colocar os mapas de como chegar na cerimônia e recepção!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Contamos com a sua compreensão! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se não compreender, sentimos muito... \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-984364093864592973?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/984364093864592973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=984364093864592973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/984364093864592973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/984364093864592973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2008/05/pequena-pausa.html' title='Pequena pausa'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-5228958764939460904</id><published>2008-04-06T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:37:27.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pessoalzinho Importante - Parte II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;May [dama de honra]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_7X7NVacsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/n3hmaiE17a8/s400/may.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa caçulinha do grupo, irmã da Natália e cunhada do Gustaf é uma orkuteira de plantão!! Claro que ela não fica fuxicando a vida de todo mundo (acho que não...), mas adora ficar trocando as fotos do álbum o tempo inteiro. Ah, fotos... Se for fotografá-la algum dia, esteja preparado para apagar mais da metade, porque&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; elas "ficaram horríveis!" Será que ela vai gostar da foto que colocamos aqui??? Além desses detalhes, a Mayara é uma menina amiga e muito dedicada aos amigos. Não gosta de ver ninguém sendo injustiçado e busca a verdade acima de tudo. Mayara, também conhecida como Bebê M&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;unito ou Little Baby Beautiful, tem também um problema agudo de audição, o que torna possível ouvi-la a quilômetros de distância, sem esforço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rafão [padrinho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_7cKdVactI/AAAAAAAAADE/1ol_-6uSAV4/s400/rafao1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafael Reis, descendente da mais pura linhagem Viking norueguesa, é domador de leões, destruidor de muralhas, caçador de montros e mecânico de carros. A aparência ogresca dá mesmo a impressão de um valente guerreiro medieval, mas este mesmo Rafão, na verdade, não passa de uma moça, no bom sentido, claro (se é que existe!). É um rapaz polido, educado, que se dedica a tudo o que faz e capaz de conquistar inúmeras amizades. Reisel, ex-metaleiro, está sempre a ouvir um bom Rock'n Roll e em momentos de tempo livre, costuma &lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATgAAAApF-6VOO4A-2fNkMRjPEEuwcHvKamHitd7LIBQIf9cYJmMUmOThDEGftFj8HQJ56x-Af7DQqZKHx1zTug-8rRtAJtU9VA0CT9Ub_LudAAMXN2SN6Boi9ENvQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;comer guitarras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e cuidar de seus felpudos cab&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;elos. Zootecnista ainda não formado, Rafael se diverte inseminando, com seu bracinho, as pobres vaquinhas da Universidade Rural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gui [madrinha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_7VstVacrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KV45mi00lvc/s400/Gui.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid Rosin, integrante ativa do Greenpeace, dedica grande parte do seu tempo à proteção dos animais. Sua família já pôde acompanhar a criação de caramujos, gongolos e o desenvolvimento de grupos de proteção às chinchilas. Ingrid dedica atualmente seu tempo a um peixe Beta chamado Guerreiro, que completará 215 anos, no próximo eclipse total do sol, a uma cadela Labra-lata paranóica, a um porquinho da índia chamado Play, e ao Éber, um homenzinho dengoso do qual ela já cuida há 3 anos. Filha caçula, ela defende sua família com unhas e dentes. É carinhosa e determinada e descobriu, há pouco, que gosta mais de números que de animais, abandonando todos eles, inclusive o Éber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tiago [padrinho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_7Nv9VacqI/AAAAAAAAACs/o76FA67LZNQ/s400/ti.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiago Corrêa de Almeida pode se considerar um cara realizado. Depois de adulto encontrou, para sua vida, o mundo que imaginava nas brincadeiras de infância com sua irmã, Natália. Tiago só não é um super herói porque não quer. Porque é capaz de voar, atravessar mundos a nado ou a pé, ressuscitar, e enfrentar batalhas de todo e qualquer grau de dificuldade (selecionável no menu). Tiago C. A. Tolkien desenvolveu desde pequeno um potencial agudo para montar coisas. Na realidade, ele remontava o que seu irmão destruia. Foi uma pena não poder fazer isso com o coelhinho, mas ele bem que tentou. Uma vez atingido o máximo de seu potencial, Tiago hoje é capaz de montar computadores para a NASA em poucos minutos, e sem usar as mãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-5228958764939460904?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/5228958764939460904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=5228958764939460904&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/5228958764939460904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/5228958764939460904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2008/04/pessoalzinho-importante-parte-ii.html' title='Pessoalzinho Importante - Parte II'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_7X7NVacsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/n3hmaiE17a8/s72-c/may.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-5845319187853333137</id><published>2008-03-30T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:42:41.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pessoalzinho Importante - Parte I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lívia [dama de honra]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_BahpPKHeI/AAAAAAAAACM/4gG0MufJTXY/s1600-h/livia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_BahpPKHeI/AAAAAAAAACM/4gG0MufJTXY/s320/livia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183742705155055074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The book is on the table". Foi ouvindo muitas frases como essa que Lívia e Natália se conheceram. Quem diria que um cursinho meia boca de inglês as uniria tanto?! Foram sete anos de apples, shrimps, umbrellas e trees. Por várias vezes, foi Lívia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; quem explicou para Natália a matéria perdida por momentos de sono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; nas aulas. O curs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;o se foi e o legado da amizade se mantém, após gerações e gerações. Além dis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, foram companheiras de Fundão (quanto sofrimento!). Essa futura médica sempre soube o qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e queria e correu atrás dos seus sonhos, mesmo parecendo um reino tão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tão distant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e (o ouvido da Natália que o diga!). Lívia é ótima dona de casa, cozinha como ninguém e não consegue ver um banheiro sujo, limpando-o a seguir com sua vassourinha de condão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jay [padrinho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_BaoZPKHfI/AAAAAAAAACU/InoHekhEPlE/s1600-h/Jayz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_BaoZPKHfI/AAAAAAAAACU/InoHekhEPlE/s320/Jayz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183742821119172082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ails&lt;/span&gt;on Junior nasceu na Bahia e ainda jovem se mudou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;para a Venezuela onde conheceu a pequena Suécia com quem se casará. Gustaf e Jay se conheceram em um fórum e desde lá viveram felizes para sempre em seus joguinhos managers online. Este fugitivo roraimense de cabelos mutantes é um marco na Nova Teoria da Comédia Cotidiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, para a qual contribui freneticamente com novos dado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;s a cada conversa. O rapaz passou 1 semana no Rio de Janeiro, e entre tantas coisas, reconheceu alguns dos animais que vimos no zoológico como sendo dos arredores de sua casa. Pigmeu confiável e que deposita confianç&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a, companheiro e amigo pra todas as horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jô [madrinha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_BawJPKHgI/AAAAAAAAACc/Nl-IvMqjlys/s1600-h/joanna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_BawJPKHgI/AAAAAAAAACc/Nl-IvMqjlys/s320/joanna.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183742954263158274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem procura um ser capaz de reflexos de lógica apurada ou uma pessoa que pense numa velocidade que não se possa acompanhar, encontra-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sob o codinome Joanna. É muito fácil gostar de cara dessa menina que fala de forma tão meiga e rrrrrasteira, principalmente porque ela sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; tem um sorriso est&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ampado no rosto (inclusive quando não entende nada!). É... Foram muitos anos estudando juntas no Colégio São José, mas só depois que mudaram de escola é que se tornaram amigas (há quem diga que foi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;só por causa do talento de fazer casadinhos da Tia Tuca, que a Jô herdou, mas é mentira!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Binho [padrinho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_Ba5JPKHhI/AAAAAAAAACk/E_SWfBSkfbo/s1600-h/Bim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_Ba5JPKHhI/AAAAAAAAACk/E_SWfBSkfbo/s320/Bim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183743108881980946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Éber Freitas Dias, ou apenas Binho, é mais um discípulo da vida sedentária. Só pessoas assim podem se dar ao trabalho e/ou luxo de conhecer outras tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, de tão longe. Binho, cidadão de Mogi das Cruzes - São Paulo, não só arrebatou a amizade de Gustaf, como também a sua irmã! Gustaf teve lá seu papel de cupido, mas o jeitinho carismático do rapaz fez todo o resto. Éber não é exatamente um viciado em computadores e seus derivados, mas vive deles, ded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;icando grande parte do seu tempo a novas engenhocas tecnológicas que produz incessantemente. Tem um gosto musical e cinematográfico extremamente excêntrico e é de longe, o paulista mais gente boa do mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-5845319187853333137?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/5845319187853333137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=5845319187853333137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/5845319187853333137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/5845319187853333137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2008/03/pessoalzinho-importante-parte-i.html' title='Pessoalzinho Importante - Parte I'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R_BahpPKHeI/AAAAAAAAACM/4gG0MufJTXY/s72-c/livia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-7350125093211139390</id><published>2008-01-17T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:10:14.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser ou não ser, eis a questão!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se você recebeu o link deste blog dentro de um envelope laranja, é porque nos deve uma resposta. E aí, sim ou não? Esperamos ansiosos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R4-1-WCHadI/AAAAAAAAABk/SLv_MFUgqbU/s1600-h/yesno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R4-1-WCHadI/AAAAAAAAABk/SLv_MFUgqbU/s400/yesno.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156540181033478610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-7350125093211139390?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/7350125093211139390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=7350125093211139390&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/7350125093211139390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/7350125093211139390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2008/01/ser-ou-no-ser-eis-questo.html' title='Ser ou não ser, eis a questão!'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R4-1-WCHadI/AAAAAAAAABk/SLv_MFUgqbU/s72-c/yesno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-8975459138712156077</id><published>2007-12-24T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T07:30:47.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal para todos!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R2_QZGCHacI/AAAAAAAAABc/xNnBTn6Cark/s1600-h/DSC02374+%5Bedit%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R2_QZGCHacI/AAAAAAAAABc/xNnBTn6Cark/s400/DSC02374+%5Bedit%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147562028642560450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Natz e Gus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-8975459138712156077?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/8975459138712156077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=8975459138712156077&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/8975459138712156077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/8975459138712156077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2007/12/feliz-natal-para-todos.html' title='Feliz Natal para todos!!'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R2_QZGCHacI/AAAAAAAAABc/xNnBTn6Cark/s72-c/DSC02374+%5Bedit%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-3055194662632462025</id><published>2007-12-22T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T16:39:53.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! I saw Mamma kissing Saint Claus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R22uSGCHabI/AAAAAAAAABU/hLCmn0k8bcQ/s1600-h/P6230036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R22uSGCHabI/AAAAAAAAABU/hLCmn0k8bcQ/s400/P6230036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146961575034710450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É... Então... Já fazem dois meses que não damos notícias...&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda haverá casamento, não se preocupem.&lt;br /&gt;Assim, até poderíamos dizer que não postamos porque o casamento está ocupando muito o nosso tempo, mas não seria verdade. As coisas andam calmas no que tange à cerimônia, festa e tudo mais. Mas se a dor de cabeça tarda, não falha, e a piração logo vem.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso futuro lar ainda é um emaranhado de tijolos, ferros, e muito pó de cimento. Mas é lógico que tudo estará pronto no seu tempo e que a casa estará de portas abertas nos esperando (é lógico, né? Por favor, digam que sim!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! E como é de prache que as coisas andem, nossos amigos internautas, cariocas, e de preferência da Zona Oeste, que possam indicar um estúdio fotográfico bacana e alguém que faça buquês fenomenais, indiquem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-3055194662632462025?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/3055194662632462025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=3055194662632462025&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/3055194662632462025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/3055194662632462025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-i-saw-mamma-kissing-saint-claus.html' title='Oh! I saw Mamma kissing Saint Claus!'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/R22uSGCHabI/AAAAAAAAABU/hLCmn0k8bcQ/s72-c/P6230036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-2402221670176320242</id><published>2007-10-14T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T07:11:30.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E precisa dizer alguma coisa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Com um pequeno atraso, seguem as fotos mais importantes do dia...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/RxIh2Kt1B_I/AAAAAAAAABE/COkICd0XAnQ/s1600-h/DSC02117+%5Bedit%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/RxIh2Kt1B_I/AAAAAAAAABE/COkICd0XAnQ/s400/DSC02117+%5Bedit%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121192940746901490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/RxIh_at1CAI/AAAAAAAAABM/NVRdhToa4Ds/s1600-h/DSC02118+%5Bedit%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/RxIh_at1CAI/AAAAAAAAABM/NVRdhToa4Ds/s400/DSC02118+%5Bedit%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121193099660691458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-2402221670176320242?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/2402221670176320242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=2402221670176320242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/2402221670176320242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/2402221670176320242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2007/10/e-precisa-dizer-alguma-coisa.html' title='E precisa dizer alguma coisa?'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/RxIh2Kt1B_I/AAAAAAAAABE/COkICd0XAnQ/s72-c/DSC02117+%5Bedit%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-2215323540229991412</id><published>2007-08-26T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T17:05:56.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O dia depois de anteontem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exatamente no dia 25 de agosto, há um ano atrás, na Igreja Batista Pq. São Basílio, nós, Gustaf e Natália, nos conhecemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ÊÊÊÊ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daê em diante, bastaram 40 dias para que subissemos um d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;egrau na looonga escadaria (de 4 degraus) do relacionamento. Passamos de conhecidos a namorados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ÊÊÊÊ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje (hoje mesmo!), dia 26 de agosto de 2007, para comemorarmos, fomos visitar a Igreja Batista X, do Pastor Y (não pode dizer, é segredo - nem nós sabemos, sério!) para convidá-lo para celebrar o nosso casamento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ÊÊÊÊ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas... Infelizmente... :'( Snif... (só pra fazer suspense) ELE ACEITOU! E ficou muito feliz pelo convite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ÊÊÊÊ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Então... Se formos esquecer os anos, nos conhecemos dia 25 de agosto, e no dia 26 já tínhamos o Pastor que celebraria nosso casamento! Não é o máximo? =D (mas pq alguém iria mesmo pensar em datas sem levar em conta os anos? ah! deixa pra lá!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ÊÊÊÊ! (&lt;- não entendi o pq desse!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tchau! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gustaf e Natália &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ÊÊÊÊ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/RtIVJD6m6XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2ubzRTx-KdM/s1600-h/DSC00704+%5Bedit%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/RtIVJD6m6XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2ubzRTx-KdM/s400/DSC00704+%5Bedit%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103164573178325362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-2215323540229991412?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/2215323540229991412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=2215323540229991412&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/2215323540229991412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/2215323540229991412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-dia-depois-de-anteontem.html' title='O dia depois de anteontem'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. Rosin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/1117731970_733bef17a4_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZPEWxPhaMM/RtIVJD6m6XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2ubzRTx-KdM/s72-c/DSC00704+%5Bedit%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180628586028773686.post-640794637802348292</id><published>2007-08-19T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T14:51:27.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Início da Contagem Regressiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Faltam aproximadamente (exatamente seria pedir demais, não?):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- 9 meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- 39 semanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- 272 dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;para o acontecimento do ano (que vem)! O nosso casamento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Wooohooo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em virtude disso, que resolvemos criar este blog. Para estar servindo como um informativo para todas as pessoas envolvidas neste evento de proporções gigantescas! Cof cof... Er... Ok... É claro que essas proporções você provavelmente não verá, mas dentro de nós, aqui, lá no fundo, é mais do que tudo que queremos, sonhamos, pensamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;s e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; imaginamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cá entre nós, queremos é dividir nossos momentos pré-casamenteiros com você, seja lá quem for. E abrindo o jogo totalmente, a diversão é a principal meta deste blog... Tanto pra nós, quanto pra você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejamos todos felizes! Para sempre! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gustaf e Natália (Os mais felizes desta história!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180628586028773686-640794637802348292?l=ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/feeds/640794637802348292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=180628586028773686&amp;postID=640794637802348292&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/640794637802348292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/180628586028773686/posts/default/640794637802348292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocasamentodegusenatz.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-incio-da-contagem-regressiva.html' title='O Início da Contagem Regressiva'/><author><name>Futuros Sr. &amp;amp; Sra. 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