<?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-398938436557312758</id><updated>2012-01-26T02:40:52.612-08:00</updated><category term='jingle bells'/><category term='moving'/><category term='primavera'/><category term='Miss'/><category term='carnaval'/><category term='ortografia'/><category term='memories'/><category term='mudanças'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='vida moderna'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='tempo'/><category term='sobremesa'/><category term='exploring'/><category term='bird house'/><category term='comida sueca'/><category term='esportes'/><category term='comercial suecia'/><category term='flores'/><category term='mágica'/><category term='costumes suecos'/><category term='fotos'/><category term='bullying'/><title type='text'>Always Packing</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog started in Sweden when I tried to share a little about our experience in that country. After that, we moved to Brazil and I packed my stuff for 3 times. Well, I´ve been married for 8 years and since than, I moved 6 times... But there is one more coming next month....So, I blog about my experience and my ideas and why not my memories...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-5127124883731973004</id><published>2012-01-19T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T13:50:53.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mudanças'/><title type='text'>New Year ..... New Home</title><content type='html'>We moved again on January 9th.&amp;nbsp;We&amp;nbsp;have had 7 moves in &amp;nbsp;8 years. - What was the reason now ? The&amp;nbsp; house we were living was&amp;nbsp;sold , but the good news was that&amp;nbsp;I had time to look for a good place to live&amp;nbsp;now.&lt;br /&gt;It´s not a big one but it´s nice, comfortable and really cute. Don´t you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jiDkVoxQdGc/TxgzXdzLCwI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/_GmD5gxKpcs/s1600/CIMG3576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jiDkVoxQdGc/TxgzXdzLCwI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/_GmD5gxKpcs/s320/CIMG3576.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we moved from a big place to smaller one, things had to be rearranged.&lt;br /&gt;I realized I have too much furniture and things for decoration and it bothers me now. I also found out  I have too much &lt;strong&gt;unnecessary things&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; One of the guest room turned into a&amp;nbsp;big&amp;nbsp;storage room. Should I throw them away?  I´m almost sure they ´ll be there wainting for the&amp;nbsp;next moving van, and I bet it´s coming soon.... and of course&amp;nbsp;I ´ll find a good place for all those stuff !!!&lt;br /&gt;These are the places we lived....&amp;nbsp; In the sequence: Arujá -&amp;nbsp;Jan 2011&amp;nbsp;, Curitiba (I built this house) Sept 2010, Curitiba again - May 2006 and Jan 2009, Eskilstuna - Sweden&amp;nbsp;(picture from Google) Feb 2007, Curitiba (where everything began) Sept 2003. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XtrR7xsGr6k/TxgzjzzCQhI/AAAAAAAAAjY/wiyca-vJ5Qo/s1600/Sun+Ville.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XtrR7xsGr6k/TxgzjzzCQhI/AAAAAAAAAjY/wiyca-vJ5Qo/s320/Sun+Ville.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUc-s5i3VTU/Txg6tPNU6TI/AAAAAAAAAkI/z_V1TNur3IU/s1600/casa+Curitiba+inq.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUc-s5i3VTU/Txg6tPNU6TI/AAAAAAAAAkI/z_V1TNur3IU/s320/casa+Curitiba+inq.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t1ZeQhX2bhg/TxgzrPSgljI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_R0EOlPdXG0/s1600/colina+do+estoril.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t1ZeQhX2bhg/TxgzrPSgljI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_R0EOlPdXG0/s320/colina+do+estoril.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Et4CcELVRd0/TxgzzuIsm4I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Z3Nd6_3x96o/s1600/Onde+N%25C3%25B3s+moramos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Et4CcELVRd0/TxgzzuIsm4I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Z3Nd6_3x96o/s1600/Onde+N%25C3%25B3s+moramos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdozM7qokI/Txg1mu-QUvI/AAAAAAAAAkA/cgKPKvwzllI/s1600/Lungomare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdozM7qokI/Txg1mu-QUvI/AAAAAAAAAkA/cgKPKvwzllI/s320/Lungomare.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-5127124883731973004?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/5127124883731973004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=5127124883731973004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5127124883731973004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5127124883731973004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-new-house.html' title='New Year ..... New Home'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jiDkVoxQdGc/TxgzXdzLCwI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/_GmD5gxKpcs/s72-c/CIMG3576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-2807404111333173147</id><published>2012-01-01T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T06:13:34.939-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exploring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/GUEZCxBcM78/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUEZCxBcM78&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUEZCxBcM78&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-2807404111333173147?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/2807404111333173147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=2807404111333173147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/2807404111333173147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/2807404111333173147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-3626291582010818668</id><published>2011-11-17T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T08:23:08.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida moderna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Style: Housewife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eVu2OoHpGCM/Tqgf2ABb2UI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-zlK2KqRXjw/s1600/dona_de_casa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eVu2OoHpGCM/Tqgf2ABb2UI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-zlK2KqRXjw/s1600/dona_de_casa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MuVcQabanpU/Tqgf3-KYz7I/AAAAAAAAAiM/GQZSGvwaLVY/s1600/dona_de_casa_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MuVcQabanpU/Tqgf3-KYz7I/AAAAAAAAAiM/GQZSGvwaLVY/s1600/dona_de_casa_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Before&amp;nbsp;living up to the actual challenge, I reflect on the last decades what I have&amp;nbsp;worn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was a teenager, I wore t-shirts, blue jeans and sport shoes every single day. On Saturdays when I usually went out at night, skirts and good clothes and shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my mid-20s, when I started to work, I remembered dressing myself in&amp;nbsp;a really good clothes and of course&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="eg parentof__eg__is__examp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;high-heeled shoes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... In style.....&amp;nbsp;But closer to the present day I´m in a housewife style that sometimes I can´t recognize myself.... it looks like a uniform!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I´m not kidding.&amp;nbsp; I have specific clothes to be home..jeans, shorts and colours t-shirts, crocs (if cold) or Havaianas sandals (hot seasons) - (I´ll write about havaianas - they are so practical). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thinking about this challenge, is it good ???&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That´s my style or the&amp;nbsp;style from my age.....&amp;nbsp; Do you remember from 50´s ??? Like Bree from Desperate Housewives.....Wonderful, but not comfortable....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pictures from internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-3626291582010818668?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/3626291582010818668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=3626291582010818668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3626291582010818668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3626291582010818668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/10/style-housewife.html' title='Style: Housewife'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eVu2OoHpGCM/Tqgf2ABb2UI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-zlK2KqRXjw/s72-c/dona_de_casa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-6402633174579105497</id><published>2011-10-17T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:13:33.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primavera'/><title type='text'>Global Warming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKGuI4zEeok/Tpxv8R8IcQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1RhLGhyuzRc/s1600/CIMG3563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKGuI4zEeok/Tpxv8R8IcQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1RhLGhyuzRc/s320/CIMG3563.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kj-29pgEOxc/TpxwB762wDI/AAAAAAAAAhM/rVuhz_64qxA/s1600/CIMG3561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kj-29pgEOxc/TpxwB762wDI/AAAAAAAAAhM/rVuhz_64qxA/s320/CIMG3561.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;photos by Luciana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It´s called Flor de Maio / Flower of May. The flowering should take place on May. It´s October&amp;nbsp; and more flowers are coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-6402633174579105497?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/6402633174579105497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=6402633174579105497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6402633174579105497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6402633174579105497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/10/global-warming.html' title='Global Warming'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKGuI4zEeok/Tpxv8R8IcQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1RhLGhyuzRc/s72-c/CIMG3563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-5414751074630419730</id><published>2011-10-16T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:39:53.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida moderna'/><title type='text'>Modern Life and Comedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fy2Z_1r_tTc/TpsSdLODTeI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vo2-TpaJXSQ/s1600/blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fy2Z_1r_tTc/TpsSdLODTeI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vo2-TpaJXSQ/s1600/blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I´m getting old. Mentally old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In the last months, here in Brazil, TV News has shown one of our problems in the big cities, the damage like crack cocaine and others heavy drugs has caused in the population. Changing the TV channel, I watch stand up comedy making a drug apology. Yes, during 30 minutes, jokes go around this subject. What? I asked myself. Is this funny? Maybe, because I´m not IN causing me no laughs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In other hand, we know the damage that drugs have caused and I ask myself how can we teach or guide our children if they have been so exposed in a world where drugs are treated like a ordinary thing. So, there is no point in some advertisements are made against drugs if TV shows a different path. This could be a waste of time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(photo - internet)&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/398938436557312758-5414751074630419730?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/5414751074630419730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=5414751074630419730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5414751074630419730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5414751074630419730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/10/modern-life-and-comedy.html' title='Modern Life and Comedy'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fy2Z_1r_tTc/TpsSdLODTeI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vo2-TpaJXSQ/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-6701129005516177470</id><published>2011-08-10T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T06:51:03.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primavera'/><title type='text'>Flores da Primavera, ou sempre primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9XMd9eDYUs/TkLweSmTi_I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/a-VuMOwlL3A/s1600/CIMG3555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9XMd9eDYUs/TkLweSmTi_I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/a-VuMOwlL3A/s320/CIMG3555.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fdOXMtZGNXM/TkLwuGA5E8I/AAAAAAAAAgU/jqKt5FqwsCQ/s1600/CIMG3550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fdOXMtZGNXM/TkLwuGA5E8I/AAAAAAAAAgU/jqKt5FqwsCQ/s320/CIMG3550.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foi-se o tempo em que flores de plástico ou&amp;nbsp;as artificiais&amp;nbsp;eram consideradas de mal gosto. Era uma época em que essas flores eram visualmente grosseiras demonstrando não serem naturais. Nas novelas, podia-se notar que nas casas dos personagens mais humildes eram colocadas as flores artificiais para enfeitar, enquanto nas casas dos personagnes mais ricos, flores naturais. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pois é, foi-se essa época. O tempo mudou justamente porque hoje em dia encontramos flores artificiais que se confundem com as natuais tamanha a delicadeza do seu material ou mesmo da confeccão. Mesmo aquelas que nitidamente se vê que são artificiais, são bonitas pelo tipo de "artesanato" que se emprega e nem por isso são desmerecidas.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Podemos encontrar uma variedade de flores e precos,&amp;nbsp;ao gosto do freguês. Pode-se gastar muito ou pouco, e para aqueles que sabem transformar&amp;nbsp;as flores ou folhagens mais simples em arranjos imponentes, um&amp;nbsp;privilégio.&amp;nbsp;Vale dizer que as variedades de precos se estendem tanto para as naturais quanto para as artificiais. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;É verdade que as artificiais facilitam a vida, porque não necessitam de tantos cuidados. Não necessitam de água, de sol ou de calor, de ambiente úmido ou sombra. Simplesmente colocar aquele vaso com as flores do seu gosto no ambiente que mais combina com a sua decoracão, sem elas nunca morrerem, sem nenhum trabalho.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Naturais ou artificiais, as flores dão vida a qualquer ambiente, dão leveza ou simplesmente podem fazer parte da decoracão. Você pode escolher entre ter as flores de cada estacão ou então ter a sua flor preferida o ano inteiro, nesse caso artificial, mas nem por isso, não menos bela.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Tulipas (SIA Home Fashion), as outras não.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-6701129005516177470?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/6701129005516177470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=6701129005516177470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6701129005516177470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6701129005516177470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/08/flores-da-primavera-ou-sempre-primavera.html' title='Flores da Primavera, ou sempre primavera'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9XMd9eDYUs/TkLweSmTi_I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/a-VuMOwlL3A/s72-c/CIMG3555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-6072171426146056220</id><published>2011-08-01T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T13:51:51.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Flores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRatIPmBpmo/TjLlPvRXeSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/COjKQ9CjBz8/s1600/Restaurante+Agronomia_P290711_11.50.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRatIPmBpmo/TjLlPvRXeSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/COjKQ9CjBz8/s320/Restaurante+Agronomia_P290711_11.50.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A cidade aqui em&amp;nbsp;Piracicaba está florida. Ipês e primaveras fazem a festa para os nossos olhos. Nos fundos do&amp;nbsp;restaurante dos docentes da Esalq tem uma mata nativa que realçou com essa primavera florida. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-6072171426146056220?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/6072171426146056220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=6072171426146056220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6072171426146056220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6072171426146056220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/08/flores.html' title='Flores'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRatIPmBpmo/TjLlPvRXeSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/COjKQ9CjBz8/s72-c/Restaurante+Agronomia_P290711_11.50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-7751253828789959273</id><published>2011-07-29T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T09:55:04.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carnaval'/><title type='text'>Como era meu carnaval ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ii5mcqxc2zA/TjLkQkMDQJI/AAAAAAAAAgE/dJbEFXC4eDI/s1600/Fantasia+Carnaval.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ii5mcqxc2zA/TjLkQkMDQJI/AAAAAAAAAgE/dJbEFXC4eDI/s320/Fantasia+Carnaval.jpg" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Semana retrasada estava na casa dos meus pais e foi uma semana de arrumação de armários. O que joga e o que não joga.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lá estavam fotos antigas que me lembraram uma infância doce, cheia de brincadeiras. Fotos do zoológico e de amigos que não sei onde agora estão. Bonecas em perfeito estado. Achei também duas fantasias de carnaval. Uma que a minha cunhada e eu fizemos. Era de pirata. Com ela encontrei um vidro de lantejoula e de purpurina que foram usados na confecção. Me lembro que fizemos a camiseta: uma para mim, outra para a minha cunhada e outra para o meu irmão. A fantasia ficou&amp;nbsp;muito bonita. A minha cunhada tinha criatividade de sobra para criar uma fantasia que ficasse diferente e interessante. Tinha uma outra, a de odalisca. No meio de tantas recordações, não consegui me lembrar que tinha essa fantasia, mas me lembrava da de pirata. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me lembro sim que adorava o carnaval e ia "pular" as 4 noites. Gostava tanto que todo ano dizia que nunca deixaria de ir no carnaval. Não sei quando isso se perdeu, mas deixei de ir há anos.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Embora gostasse tanto do carnaval, nunca me passou pela cabeça em tirar fotos com as fantasias. Como seria bom encontrá-las nos meio de tantas outras fotos.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-7751253828789959273?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/7751253828789959273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=7751253828789959273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7751253828789959273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7751253828789959273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/07/como-era-meu-carnaval.html' title='Como era meu carnaval ....'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ii5mcqxc2zA/TjLkQkMDQJI/AAAAAAAAAgE/dJbEFXC4eDI/s72-c/Fantasia+Carnaval.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-7511718746699008539</id><published>2011-07-09T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T14:19:12.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esportes'/><title type='text'>Os outros esportes</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Falta muito para O ESPORTE do Brasil deixar de ser O Futebol Masculino. Somente ele que &amp;nbsp;é valorizado. Existem tantos outros que despontam como o voley e principalmente o futebol das meninas. Esses sim são empolgantes,&amp;nbsp;vibrantes, jogadores&amp;nbsp;suando a camisa para ganhar, jogando com garra. Decepcionante ver o jogo masculino. São tão bons que não necessitam fazer o mínimo esforço para jogarem pela pátria. Já foi o tempo em que ELES jogavam, que ELES eram os reis do futebol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tantos os meninos quanto as meninas do futebol jogam individulamente em clubes da Europa ou da América. Mas quanto ao voley, eles jogam sempre no Brasil, representando o clube que eles estão. Mas então porque é tão emocionante o futebol feminino e não é o masculino? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seria porque as mulheres procuram fazer bem feito tudo aquilo em que estão envolvidas ?&amp;nbsp; Chega de valorizarmos esses jogadores que não honram a camisa da seleção, que não tem garra para empogar tantos torcedores que torcem pelo seu país. Coloquemos as meninas do futebol e os demais esportes do Brasil nas primeiras páginas do jornal, valorizando-os cada vez mais, porque&amp;nbsp;eles sim&amp;nbsp;jogam pelo país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-7511718746699008539?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/7511718746699008539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=7511718746699008539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7511718746699008539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7511718746699008539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/07/os-outros-esportes.html' title='Os outros esportes'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-3142712207303110666</id><published>2011-06-29T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T11:26:36.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida sueca'/><title type='text'>Kanelbullar -  comida sueca... uma das</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/R6sVhvTylQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ojzl92P41jA/s1600-h/CIMG1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164245067089745154" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/R6sVhvTylQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ojzl92P41jA/s400/CIMG1906.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existem alguns pães doces típicos da cultura sueca. Um deles é o Kanelbullar, que tem em seu recheio manteiga, acúcar e canela e por cima é utilizado um tipo de acúcar grosso, que mesmo após ser assado, o acúcar não se desfaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse doce é tão típico que existe um dia em que se comemora o dia do Kanelbullar, 4 de outubro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos encontrar algumas variacões, que além da canela se coloca macã também. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora esse doce seja encontrado com muita facilidade nas padarias e supermercados (onde encontramos congelado), é também muito comum o fazer em casa. &lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi a fazer, e aí está a foto com a perdicão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-3142712207303110666?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/3142712207303110666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=3142712207303110666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3142712207303110666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3142712207303110666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/02/kanelbullar.html' title='Kanelbullar -  comida sueca... uma das'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/R6sVhvTylQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ojzl92P41jA/s72-c/CIMG1906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-8889820479750037116</id><published>2011-06-29T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T14:23:00.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comercial suecia'/><title type='text'>O comercial da Saab</title><content type='html'>A Saab é uma empresa sueca fabricante de carros e de aviões. E desde que chegamos aqui esse comercial tem sido veiculado, e é um dos meus favoritos, por várias razões. Primeiro porque me lembra muito a época em que a Miss estava na quarentena e contávamos a semana até sua chegada, e depois porque o comercial em si é muito bonito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKViA_z6jwE&amp;amp;rel=1" /&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height="355" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKViA_z6jwE&amp;amp;rel=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;"&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-8889820479750037116?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/8889820479750037116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=8889820479750037116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8889820479750037116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8889820479750037116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-comercial-da-saab.html' title='O comercial da Saab'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-6365575509769158806</id><published>2011-06-29T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T14:28:31.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida sueca'/><title type='text'>Uma fruta não conhecida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A nossa professora de sueco nos mostrou uma fruta que se chama&amp;nbsp;krussbär. Diferente.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É bem difícil de achar até nos supermercados daqui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://www.kupinko.com/images/oogrozd.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-6365575509769158806?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/6365575509769158806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=6365575509769158806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6365575509769158806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6365575509769158806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/06/uma-fruta-nao-conhecida.html' title='Uma fruta não conhecida'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-1820977277561431871</id><published>2011-06-20T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T11:43:18.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ortografia'/><title type='text'>As novas regras da acentuacão gráfica</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Resolvi estudar as novas regras da acentuacão gráfica&amp;nbsp;da lingua Portuguesa e está sendo terrível. Já tinha sentido o drama com algumas palavras dos jornais, mas quando escrevo uma palavra que levava acento e agora não, minha mão dá sinais que necessita continuar e fazer um pequeno rabisco: um acento agudo,&amp;nbsp;grave ou mesmo o trema. As mudancas foram para melhorar mas o que o costume faz com a gente... (aliás, meu computador não tem o c cedilha,&amp;nbsp; as palavras estão sem não porque foram abolidas). Estou atrasada nesse estudo, e sei disso, mas posterguei o máximo que pude. Agora chega.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se vc é da geracão que aprendeu acentuar ditongos abertos ei, oi nas palavras paroxítonas, usava o trema,&amp;nbsp; acentuava hiatos no oo, u tônicos, e formas verbais na 3a pessoa como alguns exemplos,&amp;nbsp; certamente&amp;nbsp;entende o que eu digo. Tente escrever: &lt;u&gt;creem, leem, apazigue, plateia, ideia, voo, enjoo, assembleias, paranoia.&lt;/u&gt;... todas elas sem nenhum acento....&amp;nbsp;ai, como é difícil..... falta alguma coisa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Até agora ignorei essa nova ortografia, mas não dá para continuar escrevendo errado. Comprei um livro e&amp;nbsp;aqui estou eu escrevendo e escrevendo, decorando as novas regras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-1820977277561431871?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/1820977277561431871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=1820977277561431871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1820977277561431871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1820977277561431871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/06/acentuacao-grafica-nova.html' title='As novas regras da acentuacão gráfica'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-4091813709127133715</id><published>2011-05-26T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T06:02:52.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mágica'/><title type='text'>A Feiticeira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2F909gJHhM/Td5MecdY8EI/AAAAAAAAAfA/g0sS5PDRY8s/s1600/A%2BFeiticeira%2BSeriado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2F909gJHhM/Td5MecdY8EI/AAAAAAAAAfA/g0sS5PDRY8s/s400/A%2BFeiticeira%2BSeriado.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611006271669465154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente, eu tenho sentido que faltam horas para o meu dia. Logicamente não é privilégio só meu, é uma característica dos tempos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Aquele seriado dos anos 60-70, A Feiticeira, se real, seria perfeito para os dias de hoje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque nós seres humanos não conseguimos fazer essa mágica ? Está provado que não usamos nem 90% do nosso cérebro e eu usando somente 1% do meu tenho uma esperança enorme que um dia, qualquer dos 99% do meu, use a força do pensamento para conseguir tamanha proeza que a Samantha e sua família conseguiam naquela série. Juro que usaria essa técnica somente para arrumação da casa. Não seria magnífico ter a casa arrumada em 2 segundos ? Ah, isso inclui tudo. Cama, Mesa e Banho. Não sobraria tempo suficiente para tantas outras coisas ???? Consegue imaginar ???? Mesmo que você tenha uma ótima empregada, já seria maravilhoso só de pensar que utilizaria esse dinheiro gasto com ela em lazer, além de não ter alguém estranho dentro da sua casa, por melhor que ela seja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A protagonista do seriado também utilizava uma técnica para resolver situações que era estar em um local e imediatamente em outro. Não, isso não. Geraria stress e cairia na correria do dia-a-dia de hoje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Tenho esperança, mas não exijo muito do que um dia poderemos fazer. Será ? Não sei, mas de qualquer maneira, utilizo meu Pensamento Positivo.....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-4091813709127133715?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/4091813709127133715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=4091813709127133715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/4091813709127133715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/4091813709127133715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2011/05/ultimamente-eu-tenho-sentido-que-faltam.html' title='A Feiticeira'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2F909gJHhM/Td5MecdY8EI/AAAAAAAAAfA/g0sS5PDRY8s/s72-c/A%2BFeiticeira%2BSeriado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-9105417085050707640</id><published>2010-12-19T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T09:33:39.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jingle bells'/><title type='text'>Jingle Bells !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TRMzmjcTLPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/e3QEI_0Rjow/s1600/Toalet%2BPaper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TRMzmjcTLPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/e3QEI_0Rjow/s400/Toalet%2BPaper.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553839502919937266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nossa viagem para o interior de São Paulo foi de carro. Assim que "pegamos " a estrada, depois de uns 100 km, comecou a lentidão. Logo em seguida, alguns carros parando e as pessoas saindo deles não com ares preocupados, mas com ares de que estavam indo às compras de Natal. Sim, havia um acidente na pista e para alguns também havia presentes de Natal. O tombamento de um caminhão de papel higiênico..... O caminhão estava sendo saqueado por moradores da região e por algumas pessoas que passavam pela estrada. Não imagine rolos, mas fardos do dito cujo. &lt;br /&gt;O pior não era isso, mas sim a polícia parada no local em frente ao caminhão. Talvez você se pergunte, assim como eu, porque a polícia não estava fazendo nada. Isso não seria considerado roubo ? Para mim sim. A carga tem seguro, tem mas e daí ? Nossos carros também tem seguro e não achamos normal ele ser levado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Agora, esse fato também é motivo de piada para qualquer brasileiro, e para nós não foi diferente, mas também me fez lembrar uma musica natalina, que nesse caso não faria mais sentido, pelo menos para as pessoas que pegaram seus presentinhos na estrada.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jingle bells, Jingle bells, acabou papel&lt;br /&gt;Não faz mal, não faz mal......  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu era pequena e cantava essa música, que logicamente não me lembro onde aprendi. Somente me lembro que a minha mão ficou tão brava quando me escutou cantarolando a bom e alto som para todos os vizinhos escutarem. Foi aí que percebi que a música não era inocente, e logicamente não tinha nada de Natalina, mas qual crianca não sabe essa música  ?????? &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. A foto não ficou boa, mas dá pra ver algumas crianças pegando seus presentinhos..... E acredite, a marca era "das boas" !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-9105417085050707640?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/9105417085050707640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=9105417085050707640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/9105417085050707640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/9105417085050707640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2010/12/jingle-bells.html' title='Jingle Bells !!!!'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TRMzmjcTLPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/e3QEI_0Rjow/s72-c/Toalet%2BPaper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-5715208288353800511</id><published>2010-11-27T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T12:38:51.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird house'/><title type='text'>Miss and a little bird house on an ordinary Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TPFsS9ND7fI/AAAAAAAAAec/hesEIsJiJhg/s1600/CIMG3417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TPFsS9ND7fI/AAAAAAAAAec/hesEIsJiJhg/s400/CIMG3417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544331689192582642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cute picture from my little dog Miss, adopted in 2005 after I found her in the street. Behind her, a little house waiting for birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little bird house was bought in Sweden. In that time, we lived in an apartment here in Brazil, but when I saw this bird house, I thought with myself: "I'll live a house one day, and this bird house will be perfect in my backyard ". There it is.... There isn't any bird living there yet...  Lots of them have visited it, but they are too big considering the entry hole... I need to enlarged it a bit....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-5715208288353800511?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/5715208288353800511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=5715208288353800511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5715208288353800511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5715208288353800511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2010/11/cute-picture-from-my-little-dog-miss.html' title='Miss and a little bird house on an ordinary Saturday'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TPFsS9ND7fI/AAAAAAAAAec/hesEIsJiJhg/s72-c/CIMG3417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-3720146767723228549</id><published>2010-10-15T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T13:28:38.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TLi1tkxMpYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/WPGOssMe5yQ/s1600/sorvete1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TLi1tkxMpYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/WPGOssMe5yQ/s400/sorvete1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528368337166050690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm on vacation, after 2 exaustive years. The last year was really nice, inspite of the concern about the contruction. It was so perfect that people won't believe when I mention I did have so many problems with the contruction - only the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my hometown now. I did such good things I used to do when I was a teenager. There is a good place here where we can find a lot of stuff for beauty - specially hair, in fact. I used to go there a lot and this time I could remember something from that decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In the 80's, I used to get some ice cream every evening. My parents and I used to walk 3 blocks from our house to spend time in the ice cream store - the best ice cream in town. Good memories.... Today I went there with my husband and I could share with him my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time changes, so does the city but the flavor of the ice cream is still the same.....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-3720146767723228549?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/3720146767723228549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=3720146767723228549&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3720146767723228549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3720146767723228549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2010/10/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TLi1tkxMpYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/WPGOssMe5yQ/s72-c/sorvete1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-5355606408772015548</id><published>2010-09-11T05:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T06:05:35.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><title type='text'>Adults Bullying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TIwULA2e7HI/AAAAAAAAAds/uo1bD4Ik_lQ/s1600/bullying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TIwULA2e7HI/AAAAAAAAAds/uo1bD4Ik_lQ/s400/bullying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515805823061650546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´ve heard a lot about bullying in newspapers, talk shows, magazines .... It´s common we hear how this subject can affect children, but until now I could not find the subject bullying among adults and how it´s should be tackled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;People don´t agree with our ideas or they are or think a little differente from us, we immediatelly refuse them. It´s difficult for humans accept different ideas and habits. Sometimes they are exactly what we would like to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could us, adults, teach childreen that exclude other kids it´s not right if we usually do this ?? Changes must begin from us, adults. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can find a lot of bullying in workplace, can´t we? (That´s what I´ve heard )Sometimes, the permission is called competition. Sometimes it´s only power. And how can this impact employee performance? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree we can not be 100% nice or adorable everybody, but respect is one thing  that everybody wants or deserve. Let´s stop being hypocrites and get the changes for ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ------- Could the moral harassment be Adults Bullying ??&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-5355606408772015548?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/5355606408772015548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=5355606408772015548&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5355606408772015548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5355606408772015548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2010/09/adults-bullying.html' title='Adults Bullying'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/TIwULA2e7HI/AAAAAAAAAds/uo1bD4Ik_lQ/s72-c/bullying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-5332505802153771075</id><published>2010-05-25T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:01:45.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><title type='text'>Watershed  / Divisor de Águas</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Everyone has their watershed, naturally or not. When we bring these milestone for our life or even when we get it in childhood or adolescence is very good, the problem of course is when life tells us unexpected. An exemple ?.... when a girl has her first period, when we graduate , the first kiss, first entrance into college, graduation, each professional success, marriage, children, grandchildren .... and so on. You can be a mother at 14, 19, at 20, 30 or even 45. Grandmother after 20 ... So that, everything is beautiful and wonderful ..... but a watershed that weighs is when people start to refer to you as Ma´am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was wrong when I heard for the first time Ma´am ...  I thought they were being polite .... but the situation had started to become repetitive and when I stopped to think that this step from girl to Ma´am happened .... I look in the mirror and still think I'm a girl .... but I go to the eye specialist and I realize my short sight is not good as before. Perhaps the transition from girl to Ma´am has happened "in the blink of an eye" like my short sight glasses prescription. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Todo mundo tem seu divisor de águas, naturais ou não. Quando nós trazemos esses divisores pra nossa vida ou eles chegam ainda quando estamos na infância ou adolescência é muito bom, o problema é quando naturalmente a vida nos manda esse divisor sem que a gente esteja esperando. Quer ver só ? .... quando vc fica mocinha, quando temos a formatura da 8a série, do 3o. colegial, no primeiro beijo, do ingresso na faculdade, da formatura, cada sucesso profissional, do casamento, dos filhos, dos netos.... e assim vai. Vc pode ficar mãe aos 14, aos 19, aos 20, 30 ou até 45. Avó depois dos 20... Até aí tudo é lindo e maravilhoso..... mas um divisor de águas que pesa é quando comecam a te chamar de DONA... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Eu me enganei quando dá primeira vez escutei esse Dona... achei q estavam sendo educados.... mas a situacão comecou a ficar repetitiva e parei pra pensar quando que essa passagem da moca pra Dona aconteceu .... Me olho no espelho e ainda acho q sou a moca.... mas aí chego no oftalmologista e vejo que não estou enxergando mais de perto como antes. Talvez a passagem do moca pra dona tenha acontecido "num piscar de olhos", assim como a (ben)vinda receita de óculos para perto...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-5332505802153771075?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/5332505802153771075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=5332505802153771075&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5332505802153771075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5332505802153771075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2010/05/divisor-de-aguas.html' title='Watershed  / Divisor de Águas'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-7275355166105020497</id><published>2010-05-23T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T11:04:47.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casa e idéias</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Ontem estive na Casa Cor de Curitiba. Amei as novidades principalmente porque tirei idéias para a minha casa linda! ..... estarei mudando novamente lá por agosto... Meu Deus , como eu gosto de mudar, e olha que isso não veio de família.... me lembro q desde crianca falava pra minha mãe pra gente mudar de casa, e ela imediatamente retrucava que nem pensar, muito trabalho. Em 7 anos me mudei 4 vezes e agora será a 5a. vez.&lt;br /&gt;Fico querendo entender o motivo de gostar de estar em outro lugar. Confesso que não sei se isso é um problema ou um ponto positivo na minha personalidade. Só sei que a sensacão é muito prazerosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A próxima mudanca será diferente de todas as outras. Nós que criamos essa casa... nós que escolhemos cada lugar onde ficará no terreno, o tamanho de cada cômodo ... Acima de tudo ainda descobri em mim mesma essa habilidade em toda essa trabalheira de construir, porque amei fazer isso e me identifiquei de uma tal maneira..... Foi muito fácil pra mim, muito gostoso !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será a última mudanca planejada ? Acho q não... aliás, tenho certeza que não será, se depender de mim, é lógico.....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-7275355166105020497?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/7275355166105020497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=7275355166105020497&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7275355166105020497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7275355166105020497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2010/05/ontem-estive-na-casa-cor-de-curitiba.html' title='Casa e idéias'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-2504374478981674896</id><published>2010-05-10T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T12:19:25.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Girl</title><content type='html'>More than 1 year far away from here and a lot of things happened in my wonderful life:  my cancer treatment is over and 5 months have passed since we started building our house ...  Happy, very happy (and very busy too) with all these stuff ... ok, there is just 1 thing not so good I´m losing more and more my ordinary English, but sorry for that, because it is here that I can train it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house has no doors or windows yet and for these reason, I had a visit today in my future bedroom ... A little fox... and of course, to me, this is another sign of luck !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-2504374478981674896?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/2504374478981674896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=2504374478981674896&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/2504374478981674896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/2504374478981674896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2010/05/luck-girl.html' title='Lucky Girl'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-9044794327376016285</id><published>2009-02-11T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T13:38:29.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From a Brazilian to Brazilians</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SZMb5bUAoQI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Lc6jzQtZPC0/s1600-h/CIMG1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SZMb5bUAoQI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Lc6jzQtZPC0/s400/CIMG1853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301611859743383810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how these things are so nice..... I have my housekeeper every week, I can buy a medicine without prescriptian, I can go to restaurantes a lot of times (well, every day)... I can have my nails and hair done...... whether...92oF  *Ü*  Brazil, my Brazil!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom, ir fazer as unhas, ir ao cabelereiro, ir na farmácia comprar um remédio sem receita (que felicidade nesse momento), ter a minha querida Helena vindo toda semana arrumar a minha casa e passar as nossas roupas... passear no shopping com um montão de opcões pra comprar, pra ver, comprar frutas doces, deliciosas, nos reunir com os nossos queridos amigos, amigos verdadeiros, comprar o pãozinho francês, comer no restaurante por quilo todo dia, ir na churrascaria, ir em restaurantes diversos, com cozinha brasileira, internacional.... calor, como tinha esquecido que isso era bom de mais... que delícia!!!!! Brasil, meu Brasil brasileiro!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these will make me comfortable during my treatment.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-9044794327376016285?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/9044794327376016285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=9044794327376016285&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/9044794327376016285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/9044794327376016285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-brasileira-para-brasileiros.html' title='From a Brazilian to Brazilians'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SZMb5bUAoQI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Lc6jzQtZPC0/s72-c/CIMG1853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-6883716291434779969</id><published>2009-01-31T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T13:31:06.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SYTMF1fQyHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/0MqFo07nEnw/s1600-h/copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SYTMF1fQyHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/0MqFo07nEnw/s400/copy1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297583462324160626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I´ll do during my 8 months of treatment..... that´s nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-6883716291434779969?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/6883716291434779969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=6883716291434779969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6883716291434779969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6883716291434779969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2009/01/meu-primeiro-quadro.html' title='My first painting'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SYTMF1fQyHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/0MqFo07nEnw/s72-c/copy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-1175662415048670094</id><published>2009-01-19T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:57:43.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A lot of things can change our life. A special one changed ours, and it was not the crisis. I really believe that a big thing happen to change the way where we were going, just to show us that the chosen path was not the best one. No matter how big it is, we can support everything!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back in Brazil, and I was thinking about to close this blog and open a new one, but I haven´t decided yet what to do.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are living in the south of Brazil, in a amazing place called Curitiba where we can have a good life, with a good wheather (not so hot), good food, good entertainment, good shopping, good restaurants and the most important thing good friends and closer to our relatives. A place where it is not so dangerous like the most big cities in Brazil.&lt;br /&gt;We did't have time to visit all places that we used to go, but let´s give time to time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on I ´ll post some pictures from Curitiba, not our hometown, but the city which we love, that I could say, our hometown. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-1175662415048670094?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/1175662415048670094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=1175662415048670094&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1175662415048670094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1175662415048670094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-first-post.html' title='2009 First Post'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-945745408438023200</id><published>2008-11-24T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:38:09.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas' fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSrXx-gVY2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZkKW6mdctoE/s1600-h/IMG_1151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSrXx-gVY2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZkKW6mdctoE/s400/IMG_1151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272263567382766434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSrXxzJrI2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/bywvFAms0Kk/s1600-h/IMG_1155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSrXxzJrI2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/bywvFAms0Kk/s400/IMG_1155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272263564334932834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSrXxgL9yLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/8DyfAfWd65Q/s1600-h/IMG_1157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSrXxgL9yLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/8DyfAfWd65Q/s400/IMG_1157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272263559244269746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSrXxSpcXTI/AAAAAAAAAao/WTYZQ4aH3d4/s1600-h/IMG_1154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSrXxSpcXTI/AAAAAAAAAao/WTYZQ4aH3d4/s400/IMG_1154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272263555609812274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Last Saturday we went to a Christmas' fair, close to Eskilstuna.  The trip should be done in 30 minutes and we did it in 1 hour.... so lost we were. &lt;br /&gt;I bought this thing to put between the pan and the cover.... Sorry, I don't know the word even in Portuguese..... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is a moose, typical animal from Sweden.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Isn't it so cute... graceful!!! I love to find something different!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We also bought some cockies.... Take a look!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-945745408438023200?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/945745408438023200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=945745408438023200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/945745408438023200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/945745408438023200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-saturday-we-went-to-christmas-fair.html' title='Christmas&apos; fair'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSrXx-gVY2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZkKW6mdctoE/s72-c/IMG_1151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-6537134084504776142</id><published>2008-11-23T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T10:23:41.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favelas in Rio de Janeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSlbNHBdEII/AAAAAAAAAaA/SjYOYUe6txU/s1600-h/rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSlbNHBdEII/AAAAAAAAAaA/SjYOYUe6txU/s400/rio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271845119595450498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Being a Brazilian I have to say: I'm ashame about another foreign had died in Rio de Janeiro, but like a Brazilian, I think I have sufficient knowledge about this subject, and I can say with all words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you don't know where are you going in Rio, be careful, specially if you don't have a local resident with you. Don't trust anybody and take the right cab. Even being a Brazilian I think 10 times before going there. &lt;br /&gt;Rio de Janeiro is a wonderful city but drugs' problems and bad polititians are making the city hell.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm really angry when I read in international magazines about foreign people visiting the favelas. Well, if you would like to visit or if you've already visited it, you are contributing with all of these. When people visit there, anything wrong happens, of course but, you pay, you give money to this, you are supporting... I can't understand why people like to see this kind of situation!!!! Go to many other beautiful places in Rio, to Iguazu Falls, to Curitiba and the north/northeast of Brazil, but favelas????? Come on !!! Is Funk nice? Are you sure? Sometimes here in Sweden, I hear this kind of music, and to me it is disgusting, specially if you understand what they are saying in the "lyrics".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are good people living in favelas and the only reason they live there is because they don't have another alternative in life, so poor they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in Sweden for almost 2 years. What WE love here is the physical feeling, mental perception about peace, security, although anybody is not completely safe anywhere nowadays. Well, we have to include the respect for each other (what unfortunately I don't see it too much in Brazil).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-6537134084504776142?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/6537134084504776142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=6537134084504776142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6537134084504776142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6537134084504776142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/favelas-in-rio-de-janeiro.html' title='Favelas in Rio de Janeiro'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSlbNHBdEII/AAAAAAAAAaA/SjYOYUe6txU/s72-c/rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-594704036543653900</id><published>2008-11-22T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:44:09.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm napkins addict....</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSfF3KdGX9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bZ_MsJrP9N8/s1600-h/IMG_1147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSfF3KdGX9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bZ_MsJrP9N8/s400/IMG_1147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271399440350339026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I simply love all of them and I always buy a new one, I can't resist!!!! And you, what kind of addiction do you have?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-594704036543653900?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/594704036543653900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=594704036543653900&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/594704036543653900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/594704036543653900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-kind-of-addiction-do-you-have.html' title='I&apos;m napkins addict....'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSfF3KdGX9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bZ_MsJrP9N8/s72-c/IMG_1147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-651837180974246606</id><published>2008-11-21T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:57:11.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know the gender of your baby ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;We have to Swedes friends that had babies this week. Weeks ago I asked them if it was a boy or a girl and they didn't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Brazilian friends, you can survive 9 months without knowing the gender of your baby. But I ask myself: If we have the technology for doing that, why don't we do it? If you know the answer, please tell me, because my friends didn't convinced me with their explanations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask a pregnant woman in Brazil if she will have a boy or a girl, she will know the answer maybe in the forth month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not judging what is better, just saying, different cultures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-651837180974246606?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/651837180974246606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=651837180974246606&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/651837180974246606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/651837180974246606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-you-know-gender-of-your-baby.html' title='Did you know the gender of your baby ?'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-2558557302085558484</id><published>2008-11-19T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T12:02:26.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes suecos'/><title type='text'>Take your shoes off, please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSP7YA7LMaI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VYRD9BWf-7E/s1600-h/2IMG_1121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270332378937242018" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSP7YA7LMaI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VYRD9BWf-7E/s400/2IMG_1121.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 254px; width: 239px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Like oriental costumes, Swedes take their shoes off when arrive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;That is funny! When we have some Brazilian guests and &lt;strong&gt;those who &lt;/strong&gt;don't know about this Swedish habit, get into panic... might you image why.... hole in the socks .... Funny, but only if you are in the other side looking to their faces... After that, you say don't worry if you have a small or a big hole in your socks, nobody cares and this is the way that works here... Some of them hesitate to do, and then you need to encorage saying, It's because we don't have anybody to help us with the house, like in Brazil, where we have our (blessed) housekeepers, so please make my life easier! After that, they can't say no.... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learned with Swedes: when you visit someone, try to use black socks... they won't be shame if anything is wrong with the floor.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-2558557302085558484?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/2558557302085558484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=2558557302085558484&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/2558557302085558484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/2558557302085558484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-your-shoes-off-please.html' title='Take your shoes off, please!'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSP7YA7LMaI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VYRD9BWf-7E/s72-c/2IMG_1121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-3803919572157913503</id><published>2008-11-17T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:06:19.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazilian Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSHOqi8eKcI/AAAAAAAAAZY/86dxRYg1QIM/s1600-h/2IMG_1127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSHOqi8eKcI/AAAAAAAAAZY/86dxRYg1QIM/s400/2IMG_1127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269720269330459074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSHOqp-u6jI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/8uEHnv6bgog/s1600-h/2IMG_1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSHOqp-u6jI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/8uEHnv6bgog/s400/2IMG_1131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269720271218993714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When our friends come to visit us and try the Brazilian rice, they immediately love it! The difference is because we spice the rice. As our Swedish teacher asked me how to prepare the Brazilian rice, I would like to share the recept with you.&lt;br /&gt;Easy, no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤ 1/4 onion sliced&lt;br /&gt;¤ If you want you can use a small clove of garlic (sliced or squashed)&lt;br /&gt;¤ Salt&lt;br /&gt;¤ For 1 cup of rice, 2 cups of water&lt;br /&gt;¤ Olive Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;¤¤ Fry the onion (and the garlic) in olive oil until they get soft&lt;br /&gt;¤¤ Include the rice and the salt&lt;br /&gt;¤¤ Fry for 15 seconds mixing the rice&lt;br /&gt;¤¤ Include the water and cover the pan&lt;br /&gt;¤¤ Cook in a lower fire mixing  1 or 2 times until it be - almost - dry. Leave it for 15 minutes before to serve up a meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-3803919572157913503?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/3803919572157913503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=3803919572157913503&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3803919572157913503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3803919572157913503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/brazilian-rice.html' title='Brazilian Rice'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SSHOqi8eKcI/AAAAAAAAAZY/86dxRYg1QIM/s72-c/2IMG_1127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-3899109587469117422</id><published>2008-11-15T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T12:03:04.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes suecos'/><title type='text'>Making an appointment to wash clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SR87y0FsJiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/21pdVIQlfJw/s1600-h/IMG_1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268995833208776226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SR87y0FsJiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/21pdVIQlfJw/s400/IMG_1119.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 300px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SR87ycHdwOI/AAAAAAAAAYo/NGf074NNRIM/s1600-h/IMG_1120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268995826773770466" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SR87ycHdwOI/AAAAAAAAAYo/NGf074NNRIM/s400/IMG_1120.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 400px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SR87x5T1NRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wyx5A8xhSAY/s1600-h/IMG_1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268995817430398226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SR87x5T1NRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wyx5A8xhSAY/s400/IMG_1116.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 400px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;That's how it's works here in Sweden. I don't know if in your country is the same, but in Brazil buildings don't have a communitarian laudry. &lt;br /&gt;Here, they are usually in the basement, and every laundry has a papper or a padlock that you set the chosen free day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own laudry inside my bathroom, what makes my life easier. It is more commom to have your own laundry if you live in a house.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-3899109587469117422?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/3899109587469117422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=3899109587469117422&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3899109587469117422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3899109587469117422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-appointment-to-wash-clothes.html' title='Making an appointment to wash clothes'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SR87y0FsJiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/21pdVIQlfJw/s72-c/IMG_1119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-2711440624812451166</id><published>2008-11-13T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:36:48.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRyx5zWvOvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sgWqlfm5eu8/s1600-h/2CIMG2140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRyx5zWvOvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sgWqlfm5eu8/s400/2CIMG2140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268281270712875762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; How nice is to have a good friend. Today is my best friend's birthday. We are friends for almost 25 years. Last April I went to America to visit her. The last time we met each other it was 10 years ago... Efter that, we didn't have chance to meet again. &lt;br /&gt;Efter all these years we still maintain a conversation, I mean, we have a lot of things in common, we can stay hours and hours on the phone and we still have a good subject to talk and more, we exchange emails at least 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation on the phone is not less than 2 hours, and she always has the ultimate product for our curly hair. &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dri!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-2711440624812451166?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/2711440624812451166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=2711440624812451166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/2711440624812451166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/2711440624812451166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-dri.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRyx5zWvOvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sgWqlfm5eu8/s72-c/2CIMG2140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-8718731353117167688</id><published>2008-11-13T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T11:58:14.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida sueca'/><title type='text'>Sausage</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRykEIOBRvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/00TiUtx_q5U/s1600-h/korv1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268266054949357298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRykEIOBRvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/00TiUtx_q5U/s400/korv1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 197px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 275px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sausage in Sweden is called Korv. Here, you can find a lot of kinds of them, and comparing with Brazilias' sausages, they don't have that much grease. Our friends that have already lived in Brazil prefer ours, but I don't believe they are right. &lt;br /&gt;The most popular is Falukorv and Prinskorv. The last one is common during Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Even our Feijoada with Swedish ingredientes is so good and tasteful like the original one. &lt;br /&gt;There is so many diversity and tastes... &lt;br /&gt;Pictures from internet&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-8718731353117167688?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/8718731353117167688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=8718731353117167688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8718731353117167688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8718731353117167688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/sausage.html' title='Sausage'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRykEIOBRvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/00TiUtx_q5U/s72-c/korv1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-1880737936647986981</id><published>2008-11-10T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:34:35.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drizzle Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRhN_qNAIAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/MLaIhJsfWBY/s1600-h/2IMG_1099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRhN_qNAIAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/MLaIhJsfWBY/s400/2IMG_1099.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267045520265715714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's raining today, and as I love to see the rain through the window, I went to the balcony and then I saw a mother walking with her baby. &lt;br /&gt;That makes me think about my excuses to do not practice outdoor exercises (excluding summer) it´s because it blows too much or simply because it´s raining (or almost). &lt;br /&gt;Mothers here put their babies in the baby byggy and go for a walk, 1 or 2 hours every day, and this makes them go back to a good shape quickly.&lt;br /&gt;That´s increadible for us (Brazilians) that learned to do not go out without an umbrella, or even have this good mood to do such activity outdoors when the weather is not so good. That´s because there is no excuse to go out here, otherwise they will get stuck home most time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Kids are sheltered from the rain and let´s go for a walk. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-1880737936647986981?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/1880737936647986981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=1880737936647986981&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1880737936647986981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1880737936647986981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/drizzle-rain.html' title='Drizzle Rain'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRhN_qNAIAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/MLaIhJsfWBY/s72-c/2IMG_1099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-6548352488438970840</id><published>2008-11-08T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T12:03:35.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes suecos'/><title type='text'>Christmas' Decoration</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Christimas's ornaments are arriving in the stores, and if you want to prepared the house for the date, you must have too much money. Decoration includes since a simple Santa Claus until furniture or curtains. Yes, they inspire you to do this, and since everything is really beautiful, you don't resist and the damage is done. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are asking yourself about changing curtains. Yes, they also do that. Maybe this is the only thing I'll never waste my money. Too much work for so short period.&lt;br /&gt;One tip, the windows' decoration will be much more beautiful this year.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-6548352488438970840?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/6548352488438970840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=6548352488438970840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6548352488438970840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/6548352488438970840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmass-decoration.html' title='Christmas&apos; Decoration'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-1951779349822169891</id><published>2008-11-05T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T11:57:09.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida sueca'/><title type='text'>Crayfish or Kräftor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRH3ntHbPQI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jIQZReA003s/s1600-h/kr%C3%A4ftor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265261700870520066" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRH3ntHbPQI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jIQZReA003s/s400/kr%C3%A4ftor.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 262px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is common in Sweden to eat Crayfish, and the dish includes his head and "legs".&amp;nbsp;- By the way, I don't think we eat Crayfish in Brazil. The Swedes like so much Crayfish that they even make a party to eat them and August is the Crayfish Month. Special napkins and birthday hats with Crayfish drawing are used. Here is, what we ate, and the recept is so simple, just cook them until be red and then you must include beer, little sugar, salt and dill. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-1951779349822169891?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/1951779349822169891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=1951779349822169891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1951779349822169891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1951779349822169891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/crayfish-or-krfta.html' title='Crayfish or Kräftor'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SRH3ntHbPQI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jIQZReA003s/s72-c/kr%C3%A4ftor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-1753757066874599499</id><published>2008-11-03T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:26:23.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazilian Singer</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Some weeks ago, a friend of mine told me about a Brazilian singer called Céu. He told me that her voice and the melody are nice, and according to him, she is a sucess in the UK. I said I´ve never heard about her. When I got home, I went to wikipedia and then youtube to know who is she!!! How is it possible, a Swede talking to me about a Brazilian singer? What a shame! (My excuse is because she got famous first in Europe).&lt;br /&gt;I asked my friends in Brazil about her. Nobody knows... (ok, most of them are not interested in this kind of music), but even in Fnac site, I could not find her CD at the first moment, however, after 2 weeks, there it was......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is easy to find it in iTunes Store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you liked and want to listen more, I recommend the following songs: Bobagem, Malemolência, Mais um Lamento and Samba na Sola (this one is the best for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her sucess is not only in UK.......Enjoy it!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aA6ome0TWd4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aA6ome0TWd4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-1753757066874599499?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/1753757066874599499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=1753757066874599499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1753757066874599499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1753757066874599499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/brazilian-singer.html' title='Brazilian Singer'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-9213922239995726287</id><published>2008-11-02T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T11:59:01.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida sueca'/><title type='text'>Worried about fat food?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQ3o71d_qkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jtboCNBHsc4/s1600-h/2copyIMG_1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264119654128790082" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQ3o71d_qkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jtboCNBHsc4/s400/2copyIMG_1085.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 182px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 287px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;From 8% to 40% fat content, that is your choice and you can´t image how easier they make your life in the kitchen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-9213922239995726287?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/9213922239995726287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=9213922239995726287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/9213922239995726287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/9213922239995726287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/11/worried-about-fett-food.html' title='Worried about fat food?'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQ3o71d_qkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jtboCNBHsc4/s72-c/2copyIMG_1085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-7544842593869165139</id><published>2008-10-31T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:25:40.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQtbHvsDJFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/FcxsmsG8_BA/s1600-h/IMG_1061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQtbHvsDJFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/FcxsmsG8_BA/s400/IMG_1061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263400778130990162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Time is coming. Daylights are getting shorter and shorter. Sunrise (if I can say in this way - sometimes sun never appears) 8:30 and the sunset will be around 15:00 - by the end of November. Tough period for most of the Swedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get out in the dark, you´ll probably use a reflector, the easy way that someone can see you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At all windows you can find a light from lamps... candles on the table. Don´t you think that these make everything more romantic, beautiful... cozy? I think so!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-7544842593869165139?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/7544842593869165139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=7544842593869165139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7544842593869165139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7544842593869165139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-and-patience.html' title='Time is coming'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQtbHvsDJFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/FcxsmsG8_BA/s72-c/IMG_1061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-8359011451261146780</id><published>2008-10-30T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T11:59:48.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida sueca'/><title type='text'>Cooking Swedish Dishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQoHl8YAvwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vHtF8KSHYhI/s1600-h/rutigakokboken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263027462979239682" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQoHl8YAvwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vHtF8KSHYhI/s400/rutigakokboken.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 130px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 94px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One of the best things that I have learned in Sweden is cooking (I´m much better cooking Swedish dishes than speaking Swedish). &lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't use to cook in Brazil, so many facilities that makes me lazy, but here, at the first moment I could not afford going to restaurants so many times like in Brazil, and of course the pepper used here is too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;So, I started cooking Brazilian dishes at the first moment, and more and more I became interested to learn how to cook and then I bought some of Swedish books for cooking and since then, I´ve been cooking some of recepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is really interesting in Swedish dishes:&lt;br /&gt;1. The recept is basicaly easy.&lt;br /&gt;2. They love fett food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my first book that a friend gave to me, and there are really good recepts. Would you like to try? Kanelbullar, is one of the best for coffee break.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-8359011451261146780?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/8359011451261146780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=8359011451261146780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8359011451261146780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8359011451261146780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/10/cooking-swedish-dishes.html' title='Cooking Swedish Dishes'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQoHl8YAvwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vHtF8KSHYhI/s72-c/rutigakokboken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-8475467621078562646</id><published>2008-10-30T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:55:25.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will be there.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQnbTFOSjCI/AAAAAAAAANA/Qybre_6PEZE/s1600-h/Teste2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQnbTFOSjCI/AAAAAAAAANA/Qybre_6PEZE/s400/Teste2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262978760425245730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-8475467621078562646?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/8475467621078562646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=8475467621078562646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8475467621078562646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8475467621078562646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='I will be there.......'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/SQnbTFOSjCI/AAAAAAAAANA/Qybre_6PEZE/s72-c/Teste2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-1123783926159020915</id><published>2008-09-03T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:35:21.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tanto tempo sem postar nada...... Precisava me acalmar para não falar o que realmente não gosto e me incomoda nesse país. Mas depois de quase 6 meses a história se repete, e então fica difícil não falar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer quando se tem um cachorro que não consegue ser curado de uma gastrite e inflamacao intestinal em um país considerado de PRIMEIRO MUNDO????..... Nada...... estamos a 1 ano exatamente da primeira consulta e a 2 meses tratando com a vet do Brasil, à distância, porque nenhum veterinário daqui foi capaz de receitar o remédio correto. O último que receitaram por 4 meses, e hoje, para a minha tristeza voltaram a receitar, se chama Predinosolon (corticóide) foi provado na tese de doutarado na vet do Brasil que ele destrói o sistema gastro intestinal quando utilizado por muito tempo, e foi por isso que há dois meses atrás a nossa pequena teve hemorragia e quase morreu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje pensei que teria o resultado do exame de fezes para saber qual bactéria ela tem no intestino que causa a inflamacao e ser tratada, e a resposta dos vets daqui é que preciso solicitar para qual bacteria desejo encontrar. 2 semanas esperando um resultado...só foi realizado o de parasitas... É lógico que não tem parasitas, afinal ela toma remédio para parasitas de 4 em 4 meses.................... :(..........É brincadeira, parece piada...... mas infelizmente não é..... é sério demais.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-1123783926159020915?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/1123783926159020915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=1123783926159020915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1123783926159020915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1123783926159020915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/09/tanto-tempo-sem-postar-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-9054598361140332447</id><published>2008-07-25T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:26:15.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sobremesa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida sueca'/><title type='text'>Pannacotta de baunilha / Vaniljpannacotta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0leAdfO-7Y/Tjb6UaMvuEI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qEi1gbGTitY/s1600/vaniljpannacotta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0leAdfO-7Y/Tjb6UaMvuEI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qEi1gbGTitY/s1600/vaniljpannacotta.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Essa sobremesa aqui é MUITO, mas muito BOA.... não é aquele doce que dói até a alma. É na medida certa... e fácil de&amp;nbsp; fazer....&amp;nbsp; O&amp;nbsp;vispgrädd&amp;nbsp;é o nosso creme de leite, mas aqui achamos muitos deles com quantidade de gordura diferente....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ingredientes&amp;nbsp;em sueco e em português&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 st vaniljstång&lt;br /&gt;1 dl gelésocker&lt;br /&gt;3 dl vispgrädd (se quiser saber o que é, tenho um post que fala sobre fat food )&lt;br /&gt;jordgubbar eller andra bär&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1 fava de baunilha&lt;br /&gt;acúcar&lt;br /&gt;creme de leite&lt;br /&gt;morangos ou framboesa&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*** ver OBS&lt;/blockquote&gt;Cortar a baunilha e tirar as sementinhas de dentro. Colocar o creme de leite, o acúcar, a baunilha e deixar cozinhar por 1 minuto. Colocar em porcões e levar para gelar. Quando estiver pronto, colocar os morangos em cima. Framboesa fica muito mais gostoso......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;OBS... Acho q na receita brasileira, precisa colocar um pacotinho de gelatina incolor... porque eu acho que na gelésocker (um tipo de acúcar para doces) deve ter&amp;nbsp;gelatina...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-9054598361140332447?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/9054598361140332447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=9054598361140332447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/9054598361140332447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/9054598361140332447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/08/pannacotta-de-baunilha.html' title='Pannacotta de baunilha / Vaniljpannacotta'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0leAdfO-7Y/Tjb6UaMvuEI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qEi1gbGTitY/s72-c/vaniljpannacotta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-8089609875818413231</id><published>2008-03-28T02:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:43:45.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falta de tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por falta de tempo para escrever, o blog ficará temporariamente sem posts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-8089609875818413231?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/8089609875818413231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=8089609875818413231&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8089609875818413231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8089609875818413231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/03/por-falta-de-tempo-em-escrever-o-blog.html' title='Falta de tempo'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-8663146738033563250</id><published>2008-03-16T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T01:46:25.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Número de Série</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/R94v2pD74jI/AAAAAAAAALI/tAUoSYVHG6w/s1600-h/CIMG1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/R94v2pD74jI/AAAAAAAAALI/tAUoSYVHG6w/s400/CIMG1981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178629237304451634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os ovos aqui são todos identificados com número de série e já vem lavados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso sim que é galinha de primeiro mundo....ahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-8663146738033563250?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/8663146738033563250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=8663146738033563250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8663146738033563250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/8663146738033563250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/03/nmero-de-srie.html' title='Número de Série'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/R94v2pD74jI/AAAAAAAAALI/tAUoSYVHG6w/s72-c/CIMG1981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-5091136836473010971</id><published>2008-03-08T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T05:50:47.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imposto</title><content type='html'>Aqui na Suécia se paga tanto imposto quanto no Brasil. Existe um imposto bem interessante, o imposto de televisão. Se o cidadão deseja assistir televisão, ele deve pagar cerca de 2.000 koroas ao ano para ter o direito, e esse imposto é pago a cada 3 meses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo esse dinheiro vai para dois canais de televisão que são estatais e para 4 de rádio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer outro canal deve ser pago como extra para as empresas especializadas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-5091136836473010971?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/5091136836473010971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=5091136836473010971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5091136836473010971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/5091136836473010971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/03/imposto.html' title='Imposto'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-1647665931638324938</id><published>2008-02-29T02:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:03:32.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>De sueco para suecos</title><content type='html'>Kent é uma banda de rock sueca e que por coincidência os integrantes são de Eskilstuna, cidade onde moramos. Ontem eles fizeram um show aqui e então fomos assistir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alem da organizacão, algumas outras coisas nos chamaram a atencão:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O show aconteceu em um ginásio fechado. Os ingressos esgotaram 7 minutos após comecarem a serem vendidos em dezembro de 2007, e não foram vendidos mais do que o ginásio comporta considerando a seguranca. Não havia mais do que 2.500 pessoas ali. Os que estavam na pista tinham espaco suficiente ao redor e as pessoas que estavam sentadas, assistiram ao show sentadas. Para um show de rock, é interessante o público ficar sentado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havia o guarda-casacos que poderia ser utilizado após pagar uma taxa de 20 coroas, e na saída não houve empurra-empurra e nem fura fila para pegá-los. Todos esperavam a sua vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90% do público estava com protetor de ouvido. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como aqui é proibido fumar em lugares fechados, ninguém fumou, mesmo sabendo que o controle dentro de um ginásio para isso é quase que impossível de se ter, a diferenca é que eles respeitam e seguem as regras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não havia nenhum seguranca revistando as pessoas que entravam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O show estava previsto para comecar às 8:00 e 8:30 a banda entrou no palco. 10:30 todos já estavam indo embora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Irlanda, assistimos a um concerto de outra banda e também ficamos impressionados com a organizacão e principalmente do modo como o público se comporta, e aí é muito fácil de entender o porquê que em alguns lugares tudo acaba em confusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para conhecer.... vai a FF. Se quiser conhecer mais tem a Kärleken väntar, Palace &amp; Main, Musik non stop, Generation Ex, Columbus, Dom Andra e a Ingenting que são muito boas também...Os vídeos....loucos......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iRSpPy8KQi4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iRSpPy8KQi4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-1647665931638324938?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/1647665931638324938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=1647665931638324938&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1647665931638324938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/1647665931638324938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/02/de-sueco-para-suecos.html' title='De sueco para suecos'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-7736992449791464433</id><published>2008-02-21T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:54:45.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os direitos de cada idade</title><content type='html'>* A partir de 0 e até completar 16 anos anos cada crianca aqui na Suécia recebe uma contribuicão do governo para a sua criacão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 7 anos: A crianca inicia a fase escolar e essa é obrigatória até os 15 anos. Equivale ao ensino fundamental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*15 anos: &lt;br /&gt;Pode dirigir moto. Fica entendido que é uma moto de porte pequeno;&lt;br /&gt;Sexo legalmente permitido; &lt;br /&gt;Responde legalmente por suas acões;&lt;br /&gt;Pode assistir filmes proibidos para "menores";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*16 anos:&lt;br /&gt;A crianca pode parar de estudar;&lt;br /&gt;Acaba a contribuicão do governo;&lt;br /&gt;Pode comecar a trabalhar;&lt;br /&gt;Pode abrir empresa;&lt;br /&gt;Se continuar o escola - o ginásio, e nesse caso volta a receber uma ajuda do governo para estudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 18 anos:&lt;br /&gt;Maioridade;&lt;br /&gt;Pode fazer a prova escrita para dirigir automóvel;&lt;br /&gt;Pode se casar;&lt;br /&gt;Pode fazer empréstimo;&lt;br /&gt;Pode votar;&lt;br /&gt;Pode comprar cigarro, vinho e cerveja de 4,5% alcool nos restaurantes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 20 anos&lt;br /&gt;Comprar cerveja com 4,5% de alcool, vinho ou qualquer outra bebida alcóolica no ¤ Systembolaget.&lt;br /&gt;¤ Systembolaget é o único estabelecimento comercial na Suécia que vende bebida alcóolica. Tem seu horário de funcionamento mais ou menos assim: durante a semana das 10 às 18:00 e sábado e domingo das 11:00 às 15:00 ou 16:00. Os supermercados vendem cerveja sem álcool ou com até 3,5% de álcool.&lt;br /&gt;Acaba assistência gratuita de dentista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*25 anos:&lt;br /&gt;Pode adotar crianca;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*65 anos:&lt;br /&gt;De um modo geral é quando o cidadão se aposenta, embora isso possa acontecer um pouco mais cedo ou mais tarde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-7736992449791464433?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/7736992449791464433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=7736992449791464433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7736992449791464433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/7736992449791464433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/02/os-direitos-de-cada-idade.html' title='Os direitos de cada idade'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-4704416341335112153</id><published>2008-02-19T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T01:30:31.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sportlov</title><content type='html'>Essa semana estou sem aulas devido ao Sportlov que acontece na Suécia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Sportlov - Feriado do Esporte - é uma tradicão sueca que se iniciou por volta de 1940 e que acontece nos meses de fevereiro/marco. No início o sportlov era para salvar os custos de aquecimentos nas escolas (racionamento) e esse feriado se chamava kokslov (koks - tipo carvão). Com o passar dos anos mais e mais pessoas comecaram a fazer esportes de inverno durante esse período e então o feriado passou a se chamar Sportlov (lov - feriado).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O feriado acontece dependendo da cidade onde se mora. No total são 5 semanas. A semana 8 que é essa, Eskilstuna é uma das cidades em que se comemora. As escolas de ensino fundamental e o ginásio tem seu calendário e a tradicão é de que muitas famílias viajam para praticar esportes de inverno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, essa é a tradicão, mas de acordo com uma pesquisa em um jornal, a maioria tem ficado em casa.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-4704416341335112153?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/4704416341335112153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=4704416341335112153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/4704416341335112153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/4704416341335112153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/02/sportlov.html' title='Sportlov'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-4289297339392713225</id><published>2008-02-14T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:22:35.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dá para acreditar?</title><content type='html'>Por várias vezes eu citei sobre a honestidade dos suecos porque já tivemos algumas experiências. Eles agem entre si com tanta honestidade que nós brasileiros nos espantamos com algumas dessas atitudes, porque tenho certeza que hoje em dia nós brasileiros não acreditamos uns nos outros porque temos experiências suficiente na malandragem e na falta de honestidade de alguns de nossos compatriotas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há alguns dias atrás recebi uma multa de 300 coroas por ter parado em um lugar não permitido. Na realidade eu pago mensalmente esse local para poder estacionar e não sabia que em determinado lugar somente poderiam estacionar carros autorizados. Hoje voltando no local vi que havia um carro parado e que existia a faixa. Meu marido ligou para explicar sobre esse fato e então o "dono" da vaga nos explicou tudo isso acima e notou que não foi proposital o que fizemos. Bem, ele simplesmente acreditou no que falamos e pediu que esquecessemos da multa.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez esse fato para alguns não signifique tanto, então contarei outro fato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ao supermercado e basicamente comprei frutas e legumes. Quando cheguei em casa percebi que a conta tinha sido alta demais (300 coroas) para esse tipo de compra. Fui checar a nota e vi que havia um valor de 210 koroas que se referia a carne. Não havia comprado carne naquele dia. Colocamos todas as compras de volta na sacola e retornamos ao supermercado e conversamos com a atendente. Ela simplesmente perguntou, vcs não compraram carne? Dissemos que não... Ela fez o registro e nos devolveu o dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso tudo demonstra o grau de honestidade em que os suecos tem entre si, e que infelizmente tudo isso pode acabar com tantos imigrantes chegando. Não é o nosso caso, mas sabemos que muitos podem se aproveitar dessas situacões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Hoje é o dia dos namorados em muitos países, mas na Suécia se comemora o Alla Hjärtans Dagen que não só os namorados comemoram, mas casais, amigos, família..ou seja, quem representa muito na sua vida.... Como o próprio nome diz, é o dia do coracão....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma foto de dois namorados......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-4289297339392713225?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/4289297339392713225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=4289297339392713225&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/4289297339392713225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/4289297339392713225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/02/por-vrias-vezes-eu-citei-sobre.html' title='Dá para acreditar?'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-4165213996523203573</id><published>2008-02-13T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T08:17:51.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Mambo</title><content type='html'>Após um longo período estou comecando a ler jornais em sueco.... lógico, nem tudo porque ainda não consigo. Mas um dos artigos que me chamou a atencão foi o Mambo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mambo é o termo usado para o jovem entre 20 e 27 anos que ainda mora com os pais mesmo tendo chegado na idade de alugar um apartamento e seguir a vida. Isso é muito comum aqui porque à partir de uma certa idade eles se tornam independentes financeiramente e vão morar sozinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que mais me chamou a atencão nesse artigo foi a demonstracao de quanto um Mambo custa para seus pais em termos de aluguel, tv, internet, alimentacao, etc., separados por valor de filho e filha. Todas as despesas são relacionadas para o caso de um filho ou de uma filha. Isso porque aqui a igualdade entre os sexos é tão exagerada que no meu ponto de vista acaba sendo absurda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como aqui tudo é muito caro, o porquê dele continuar morando com os pais e gerando despesas? O que parece é que isso comecou a ficar um pouco frequente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A psicóloga aconselha o seguinte: a. o filho/a pagar todas as despesas referente a ele/a, pois assim ele/a saberá o quanto custa e dará valor no dinheiro e saberá quando se mudar. b. o filho/a fará todo o servico que se refere a ele/a mesmo/a, tipo lavar e passar suas próprias roupas, pois assim ficará claro que ele/a não mora em um hotel, mas sim em uma casa. c. Regras no tempo e na utilizacão de tudo o que é coletivo, telefone e internet por exemplo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cultura sueca é assim. O laco familiar existe mas não como na cultura brasileira. Um outro exemplo são as mães que acabam de ter filhos. Elas cuidarão da crianca sem a presenca constante da mãe ou da sogra no cuidado ou mesmo na educacão dos filhos. Um dos motivos é que elas estão trabalhando e cada um tem a sua vida e o seu dever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você acha bom ou ruim?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-4165213996523203573?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/4165213996523203573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=4165213996523203573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/4165213996523203573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/4165213996523203573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-mambo.html' title='O Mambo'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398938436557312758.post-3798172367025394682</id><published>2007-07-25T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T06:58:46.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como, quase tudo funciona aqui!!!!</title><content type='html'>Bem, devo escrever quase tudo, porque com poucos meses morando aqui, pode haver algo que não funcione (que não funcione, não que poderia ser melhor)..... tenho minhas dúvidas, mas veremos.....&lt;br /&gt;Com todo esse caos que está no Brasil, que é apenas o comeco de um novelo do que irá acontecer nos próximos anos, comparo com a organizacão que aqui existe. Acho que o princípio de tudo está resumido nestes dois " bullets" :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Honestidade deste Povo.... Fui trocar um secador esses dias atrás, porque parou de funcionar o ar quente. Levamos na loja, e após falar o motivo da minha troca, pedi a vendedora que ligasse o aparelho. Ela apenas me disse: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Confio na tua palavra&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aqui nos supermercados, existe um aparelho de leitura ótica (iguais aos das lojas) em que a pessoa, após se cadastrar no estabelecimento, pode chegar, pegar o aparelho e comecar a fazer às compras, e quando chegar no caixa, o atendente apenas lerá o aparelho e verificará o quanto a pessoa gastou (comprou).... maravilha né? Mas sempre me pergunto se isso funcionaria no Brasil. Ninguém quer tirar proveito de nada, muito menos ser chamado de ladrão.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Como é bom saber que ainda existem pessoas honestas.......povo honesto.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/398938436557312758-3798172367025394682?l=nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/feeds/3798172367025394682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=398938436557312758&amp;postID=3798172367025394682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3798172367025394682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/398938436557312758/posts/default/3798172367025394682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosaquinasuecia.blogspot.com/2007/07/como-quase-tudo-funciona-aqui.html' title='Como, quase tudo funciona aqui!!!!'/><author><name>Luciana Scudeller Konda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420311382734770832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8axPhrU5vHU/S-cFJJjBpwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ecbfEXWGr1A/S220/copiaIMG_1161.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
