<?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-7323393377750301601</id><updated>2012-02-18T02:01:56.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristina Sabaite</title><subtitle type='html'>Ilustraciones y pequeñas historias positivas para que puedas sonreír.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4296071191407001753</id><published>2012-02-11T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T08:27:06.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gm_4TzdpWWE/TzaWo8-WZZI/AAAAAAAABAs/Y1VccGCHkrI/s1600/GalinaA4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gm_4TzdpWWE/TzaWo8-WZZI/AAAAAAAABAs/Y1VccGCHkrI/s400/GalinaA4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707915208045258130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galina vive con pollos&lt;br /&gt;Esos adorables pequeños pájaros&lt;br /&gt;Mucha gente se los come&lt;br /&gt;Pero Galina no se come a sus amigos!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galina lives with chickens&lt;br /&gt;These little and adorable birds&lt;br /&gt;But many people eat them&lt;br /&gt;Galina do not eat her friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Galina gyvena su viščiukais&lt;br /&gt;tokiais mažiukais ir mielais paukščiukais&lt;br /&gt;Bet daug žmonių, deja - juos valgo&lt;br /&gt;Bet Galina nevalgo savo draugų!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4296071191407001753?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4296071191407001753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4296071191407001753' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4296071191407001753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4296071191407001753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2012/02/galina.html' title='Galina'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gm_4TzdpWWE/TzaWo8-WZZI/AAAAAAAABAs/Y1VccGCHkrI/s72-c/GalinaA4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3591126441451555594</id><published>2011-12-20T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T10:35:48.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Navidad/Feliz Nadal/Happy Christmas/Gražių Kalėdų</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xye6sVv_IYs/TvImqkDYOdI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tXhfpEs109I/s1600/navidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xye6sVv_IYs/TvImqkDYOdI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tXhfpEs109I/s400/navidad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688651791996565970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os deseo más tiempo para vosotros,&lt;br /&gt;Colores para alegrar los días lluviosos,&lt;br /&gt;Buenos libros para perderse en ellos,&lt;br /&gt;Abrazos cuando más los necesitéis&lt;br /&gt;Y muchas muchas sonrisas!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Deséxovos máis tempo para vós,&lt;br /&gt;Cores para alegrar os días chuviosos,&lt;br /&gt;Bos libros para perderse neles,&lt;br /&gt;Abrazos cando máis os necesitedes&lt;br /&gt;E moitas moitos sorrisos!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I wish to all of you to have more time for yourselves,&lt;br /&gt;Colors to brighten rainy days&lt;br /&gt;Good books to get lost in them,&lt;br /&gt;Hugs when they most wish to obtain&lt;br /&gt;And many many smiles!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Linkiu jums turėti laiko sau,&lt;br /&gt;Spalvų, kad nuspalvinti lietingas dienas&lt;br /&gt;Gerų knygų, kuriose pasiklysti&lt;br /&gt;Apkabinimų, kada jų labiausiai reikia&lt;br /&gt;ir daug daug šypsenų!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3591126441451555594?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3591126441451555594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3591126441451555594' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3591126441451555594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3591126441451555594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-navidadfeliz-nadalhappy.html' title='Feliz Navidad/Feliz Nadal/Happy Christmas/Gražių Kalėdų'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xye6sVv_IYs/TvImqkDYOdI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tXhfpEs109I/s72-c/navidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3866088246594934224</id><published>2011-11-15T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T12:27:36.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Featured Seller (Etsy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2jCo3Aj3t4/TsLLLlZzm7I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/mDxUGUSSSmA/s1600/krize1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2jCo3Aj3t4/TsLLLlZzm7I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/mDxUGUSSSmA/s400/krize1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675321880319597490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Algunos ya lo habéis leído y sabéis que para mi ha sido un logro muy grande de ser "Featured seller" en Etsy. Comparto la entrevista de nuevo! &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/blog/en/2011/featured-seller-krize/"&gt;Aquí&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you already know it, that I am very very happy to be featured on Etsy. You can read the interview &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/blog/en/2011/featured-seller-krize/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kai kurie iš jūsų jau žinote, kad aš buvau išrinkta "Featured seller" Etsy puslapyje. Dalinuosi interviu dar kartą. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/blog/en/2011/featured-seller-krize/"&gt;Čia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3866088246594934224?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3866088246594934224/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3866088246594934224' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3866088246594934224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3866088246594934224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/11/featured-seller-etsy.html' title='Featured Seller (Etsy)'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2jCo3Aj3t4/TsLLLlZzm7I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/mDxUGUSSSmA/s72-c/krize1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7803450401258536116</id><published>2011-10-27T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T07:43:17.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xa me tardan estes Magos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxwyuXhlPKA/TqlrBQPOzKI/AAAAAAAAA9I/822qpUXP8WE/s1600/montado.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxwyuXhlPKA/TqlrBQPOzKI/AAAAAAAAA9I/822qpUXP8WE/s400/montado.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668179275305372834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:ES;mso-fareast-language:ES;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Nuevo libriño - Mamá Cabra "Xa me tardan estes Magos" - Antón Cortizas, Antonio García Teijeiro, Gloria Sánchez, Gloria M.Roel, ilustraciones Kristina Sabaite/ Editorial GALAXIA! Con mis ilustraciones, preciosas canciones, CD y espiritú de Navidad y alegría!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;A new book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;Mamá Cabra "Xa me tardan estes Magos" - Antón Cortizas, Antonio García Teijeiro, Gloria Sánchez, Gloria M.Roel, ilustraciones Kristina Sabaite/ Editorial GALAXIA! With my illustrations, wonderful songs, CD and Christmas soul and joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Nauja knyga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;Mamá Cabra "Xa me tardan estes Magos" - Antón Cortizas, Antonio García Teijeiro, Gloria Sánchez, Gloria M.Roel, ilustraciones Kristina Sabaite/ Editorial GALAXIA! Su mano iliustracijomis, gražiomis dainomis, CD ir džiaugsminga Kalėdų dvasia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 211); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 211); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011250002"&gt;Here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7803450401258536116?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7803450401258536116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7803450401258536116' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7803450401258536116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7803450401258536116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/10/xa-me-tardan-estes-magos.html' title='Xa me tardan estes Magos!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxwyuXhlPKA/TqlrBQPOzKI/AAAAAAAAA9I/822qpUXP8WE/s72-c/montado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8724156255110589355</id><published>2011-09-01T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T11:18:25.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-KmQYBpGFs/Tl_MMbJH1oI/AAAAAAAAA8c/mCdU_vH5yMY/s1600/calabazas2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-KmQYBpGFs/Tl_MMbJH1oI/AAAAAAAAA8c/mCdU_vH5yMY/s400/calabazas2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647456971562407554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween Family is so cute... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween Family is so orange... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wife, a husband and a cat... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can this be like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Familia Halloween es simpática &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;y bastante naranja... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Marido, mujer y un gato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Como pudo pasar esto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Halloweeno šeima tokia simpatiška...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;ir ganėtinai oranžiška...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Žmona, katinas ir vyras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Kaip gi galėjo šitaip įvykti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8724156255110589355?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8724156255110589355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8724156255110589355' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8724156255110589355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8724156255110589355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/09/halloween-family.html' title='Halloween Family'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-KmQYBpGFs/Tl_MMbJH1oI/AAAAAAAAA8c/mCdU_vH5yMY/s72-c/calabazas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1478332651756748501</id><published>2011-08-09T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:30:04.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qstoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gidpbPxsEkU/TkGKqoeRNdI/AAAAAAAAA8E/eAoFkrlF7gY/s1600/qstoms.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gidpbPxsEkU/TkGKqoeRNdI/AAAAAAAAA8E/eAoFkrlF7gY/s400/qstoms.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638940673468085714" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;Hola a todos! Hoy os vengo a presentar mi tienda de camisetas en Qstoms. Son camisetas básicas con mis dibujos. Espero que os guste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.qstoms.com/krize-smiling-shop"&gt;http://es.qstoms.com/krize-smiling-shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone! Today I want to present you my shop at Qstoms where you can buy basic t-shirts with my illustrations. I hope you like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.qstoms.com/krize-smiling-shop"&gt;http://es.qstoms.com/krize-smiling-shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sveiki visi Šiandien noriu jums pristatyti savo parduotuvę Qstoms, kur galite nusipirkti paprastų marškinėlių su mano piešiniais! Labai tikiuosi jums patiks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.qstoms.com/krize-smiling-shop"&gt;http://es.qstoms.com/krize-smiling-shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1478332651756748501?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1478332651756748501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1478332651756748501' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1478332651756748501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1478332651756748501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/08/qstoms.html' title='Qstoms'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gidpbPxsEkU/TkGKqoeRNdI/AAAAAAAAA8E/eAoFkrlF7gY/s72-c/qstoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8355904474833071784</id><published>2011-06-23T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:19:18.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueños/Dreams/Svajonės</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b74N8nRwFuE/TgOC_JThnJI/AAAAAAAAA7s/TIYDAZQzdl0/s1600/bucinys.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b74N8nRwFuE/TgOC_JThnJI/AAAAAAAAA7s/TIYDAZQzdl0/s400/bucinys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621480781229694098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt;Me he acordado de esta frase "Cuando realmente quieres algo, todo el Universo conspira para que la consigas" (Paulo Coelho). Os cuento la historia: Hay una artista a la que admiro y a la que conozco a través de internet y a través de sus trabajos. Se llama Ruta Elze (&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/Elze/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:windowtext"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/Elze/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) y un día ella ha puesto una escultura en su tienda de la que me he enamorado profundamente. Ha sido un flechazo, porque se parecía muchísimo a mi y a Karolis y se lo comenté a Elze. Rara vez me pasa que quiera tanto tanto a alguna cosa, pero no la pude comprar en este momento. La miraba y admiraba a través de fotos, incluso me conectaba para ver si no estará vendida ya...Hoy me viene un paquete - lo abro con emoción y que es lo que encuentro? A mi tan deseada obra de arte con una notita de Elze que me ha emocionado muchísimo. Así que no preguntéis ni como ni cuando de vuestros sueños, simplemente soñad!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt;I remembered this phrase "When you really want something, all the universe conspires to get it" (Paulo Coelho). I tell the story: There's an artist I admire and I know through the Internet and through her work. Her name is Ruta Elze (http://www.etsy.com/shop/Elze/) and one dayshe put a sculpture in her shop that I have fallen deeply in love. It was love at first sight, because it looked a lot like me and my husband Karolis and mentioned it to Elze. I wanted it so so much, but I had not money to buy it. I was watching and admiring through photos, evenconnected just to see if it will not be sold and ... Today a package comes to me - I open it with emotion and that's what I find? My so desired artwork with a beutiful note from Elze. So do not ask how or when your dreams can come true, just dream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; " &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Prisiminiau vieną frazę "Kai iš tikrųjų ko nors nori, visas Pasaulis tau padeda tai įgyvendinti" (Paulo Coelho). O visa istorija tokia: Yra viena mergaitė, vardu Rūta Elzė (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/Elze/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color:windowtext;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/Elze/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;), kurios darbus labai myliu ir ją pažįstu kol kas tik virtualiai (nors manau kada nors tikrai kartu išgersime arbatos). Vieną dieną ji įdėjo i savo parduotuvę skulpturą, kurią aš iš pirmo žvilgsnio įsimylėjau....nes jos personažai buvo tokie panašūs į mane ir Karolį, ką aš jai ir užrašiau facebooke. Laikas bėgo, aš negalėjau jos įsigyti, bet vis grožėjausi jos nuotraukomis ir žiūrėdavau ar dar neparduota...Labai retai taip būna, kad taip stipriai norėčiau kokio nors daikto. Šiandien man ateina siuntinys...spėkite kas jo viduje? Ogi mano taip geidžiamas meno kurinys! Todėl sakau: neklauskite kaip ir kada jūsų svajonės išsipildys, tiesiog svakojite is visos širdies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8355904474833071784?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8355904474833071784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8355904474833071784' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8355904474833071784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8355904474833071784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/06/suenosdreamssvajones.html' title='Sueños/Dreams/Svajonės'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b74N8nRwFuE/TgOC_JThnJI/AAAAAAAAA7s/TIYDAZQzdl0/s72-c/bucinys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4741486810227560974</id><published>2011-06-16T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:32:39.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reportaje en Xente Emerxente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6OuhxlISt8/TfqEQ8TSCXI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/yS5B5s2arUk/s1600/xente.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6OuhxlISt8/TfqEQ8TSCXI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/yS5B5s2arUk/s400/xente.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618948911697889650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podéis ver el video &lt;a href="http://www.vtelevision.es/programas/emerxentes/2011/05/05/0031_11_72334.htm?utm_source=buscador&amp;amp;utm_medium=buscador"&gt;aquí.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;El reportaje que me hicieron la V Televisión "Xente Emerxente". Espero que os guste y que conocéis un poco más sobre mi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4741486810227560974?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4741486810227560974/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4741486810227560974' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4741486810227560974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4741486810227560974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/06/reportaje-en-xente-emerxente.html' title='Reportaje en Xente Emerxente'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6OuhxlISt8/TfqEQ8TSCXI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/yS5B5s2arUk/s72-c/xente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7850743530528687828</id><published>2011-06-04T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T04:13:50.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerditos/Pigs/Paršiukai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6XPkA69VXls/TeoTKC1jtAI/AAAAAAAAA6w/dicgOdYFD9Q/s1600/Pegi3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6XPkA69VXls/TeoTKC1jtAI/AAAAAAAAA6w/dicgOdYFD9Q/s400/Pegi3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614320948751873026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cerditos son dulces y listos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rosas y adorables &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y si tu no lo ves así &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no tengo nada que decirte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Pigs are sweet and smart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Pink and adorable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;And if you can´t see that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;I am very sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Paršiukai yra linksmi ir protingi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;ružavi ir mieli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;O jeigu tu taip nemanai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Aš neturiu daugiau ka pasakyti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7850743530528687828?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7850743530528687828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7850743530528687828' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7850743530528687828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7850743530528687828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/06/cerditospigsparsiukai.html' title='Cerditos/Pigs/Paršiukai'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6XPkA69VXls/TeoTKC1jtAI/AAAAAAAAA6w/dicgOdYFD9Q/s72-c/Pegi3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-36099428913291900</id><published>2011-05-30T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T07:58:50.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Via Lactea/Paukščių Takas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lUu3Ky_5VjU/TeOwawJFYLI/AAAAAAAAA6M/M58bunpRFA8/s1600/5a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lUu3Ky_5VjU/TeOwawJFYLI/AAAAAAAAA6M/M58bunpRFA8/s400/5a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612523534279860402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sigo con el libro en que estamos trabajando yo y mi amigo&lt;a href="http://cgruan.blogspot.com/"&gt; Antón&lt;/a&gt;. Con calma y poquito a poco se hace tan a gusto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toliau dirbame prie knygos, kurią darome kartu su mano draugu &lt;a href="http://cgruan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Antón&lt;/a&gt;. Ramiai, lėtai, po truputi - pats maloniausias kūrybinis procesas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working on our book with  &lt;a href="http://cgruan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Antón&lt;/a&gt;. Without hurry and step by step...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-36099428913291900?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/36099428913291900/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=36099428913291900' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/36099428913291900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/36099428913291900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/05/via-lacteapauksciu-takas.html' title='Via Lactea/Paukščių Takas'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lUu3Ky_5VjU/TeOwawJFYLI/AAAAAAAAA6M/M58bunpRFA8/s72-c/5a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7254035755496176600</id><published>2011-05-25T03:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T08:00:43.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se parece verdad?/Panašu, ar ne?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL36BlCG5PE/TeIqk78UIxI/AAAAAAAAA5s/dcptXraB8pI/s1600/kreive3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL36BlCG5PE/TeIqk78UIxI/AAAAAAAAA5s/dcptXraB8pI/s400/kreive3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612094899711386386" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.199758166713132.43845.140582239297392" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Kreive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Os cuenta la historia desde el principio: me avisaron de esta chica y me he ido a su página y he visto cosas sospechosamente parecidas a las mías. Y encima es de mi ciudad natal! Ya me ha pasado alguna vez que las lituanas se aprovechan de que yo estoy lejos y venden cosas "muy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; display: inline; "&gt;inspiradas". Le he escrito en su muro de facebook amablemente preguntando cuando empezó a hacer estos broches y que pensáis? Ha borrado mi comentario como si nada! Quien no tiene nada que esconder no lo haría...- pensé yo. Hoy ha aparecido y me jura que no ha copiado nada, me cuenta como ha empezado a hacerlos y que me ha borrado los comentarios para no entrar en discusiones en su muro de facebook de su tienda. Me dice que me ha escrito dos mensajes en facebook (las que no he recibido) - pero me manda un Print Screen con ellos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;Os dejo que juzguéis vosotros mismos. Esas cosas desgastan mucho, porque no hay manera de entender donde está la verdad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;Eso me ha pasado alguna vez y llega un punto cuando no sabes que creer. Las otras veces he hablado con las chicas y o han cambiando sus productos para que no se parezca, o los han retirado. Yo siempre intento comunicarme de un modo educado, pero cuando me ignora y me borra cualquier comentario...no me queda más que publicar estas cosas y es lo que he hecho. Por lo menos nos ha servido para comunicarnos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;Las fechas de mis creaciones podéis ver en mi &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/krize/"&gt;Flicr&lt;/a&gt; y en las cosas vendidas de mi tienda &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/krize"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;La historia sigue: pues la chica se ha puesto en contacto conmigo y os dejo sus argumentos, porque seguramente no entendéis lituano. 1. kreive es su apellido 2. dice que no ha copiado nada de nada 3. tampoco entiende muy bien que es lo que supuestamente ha copiado y yo no se como explicarlo mejor que con esta foto. 4. me deja unos enlaces a un montaje parecido que ha hecho ella, por ejemplo dando por entender que no se puede usar motivo de pájaro o de zorro como lo estoy haciendo yo 5. dice que aunque sus trabajos datan de 2010 es cuando los puso en internet, ella empezó en 2005 a vender estas cosas en mercadillos (dice que quizás la he copiado yo, pero no se como eso  es posible si yo estoy en españa desde 2004) 6. dice que si tengo pruebas que vaya al juzgado  7. que eso es solo mi opinión y que deje de hacerlo, porque ella nunca copiaría y que le han copiado muchas veces sus trabajos también 7) tiene diploma de bellas artes y procura crear cosas orginales. 7. que me ha mandado varios correos en facebook .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;Yo de verdad que no voy a gastar más energía ni tiempo. Voy a dedicar este tiempo a crear es lo que siempre he hecho. Espero que a nadie toque vivir esta pesadilla de los parecidos, dudas y otras cosas complicadas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.199758166713132.43845.140582239297392" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Kreive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Papasakosiu istoriją nuo pat pradžių: man  buvo pranešta apie labai panašias sages į mano, kai atsidariau puslapį panašumas buvo stulbinantis. Parašiau šitai merginai ant facebook sienos paklausdama kada jinai pradejo šitas sages daryti (nors puikiai žinau datą) ir kad jos atrodo "įkveptos" mano. Ka jūs manot? Visi mano komentarai ištrinti! Kas neturi ko slėpti, tas taip nesielgtų...- pamaniau aš. Šiandien Kreive atsirado - man sako, kad nieko nekopijavo (na plačiau galite paskaityti jos komentaruose) ir kad man rašė žinutes į Facebook (man atsiuntė Print Screen), kurių aš negavau.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;Palieku jums vertinti.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;Kadangi tai jau ne pirmas kartas ir ne antras, atsparumas tokiems dalykas kas kart vis mažėja ir ateina toks momentas, kad nebežinai kuo tikėti. Kitus kartus paprasčiausiai susisiekiau su merginomis ir pakalbejus jos arba pakeitė savo gaminius, kad nebutų panašūs arba juos ištrynė. Gražiai atsisveikinom ir viskas liko tik tarp mūsų. Mano komentarų ištrinimas ir tyla man buvo paskatas parašyti apie tai. Bet Kreivė bande susisiekti su manimi, nors aš laiškų ir negavau. Džiaugiuosi, kad šis postas bent padėjo mums susišnekėti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;Mano k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;ūrinių datas galite rasti mano &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/krize/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; ir tarp parduotų prekių mano &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/krize"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; parduotuvėje. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Taip pat galite paskaityti Kreives argumentus paskutiniuose komentaruose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Tikiuosi, tai bus istorijos pabaiga. Tokie dalykai vargina, manau geriau skirti laika kūrybai.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7254035755496176600?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7254035755496176600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7254035755496176600' title='26 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7254035755496176600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7254035755496176600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-parece-verdadpanasu-ar-ne.html' title='Se parece verdad?/Panašu, ar ne?'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL36BlCG5PE/TeIqk78UIxI/AAAAAAAAA5s/dcptXraB8pI/s72-c/kreive3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-129910189146468356</id><published>2011-05-18T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T03:22:26.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XIV Feira do Libro de Tui/As Letras Gallegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bpDSTrixdjA/TdOdynV7E2I/AAAAAAAAA38/QFRBRxxaxko/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0LVnI4GeTg/TcvBZ9NXaCI/AAAAAAAAA3c/dM7EM5c9T2U/s400/regalos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605786812864227362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Los mejores regalos son los que vienen de sorpresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abres el sobre con una gran sonrisa...que será que será!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y cuando ves lo que hay dentro....se te escapa un gran "Oooooooh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y cuando lees la notita que viene junto con el regalo....se te escapa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;una que otra lagrimita plac plac plac...Que suerte tengo de tener unos amigos así!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;El primer regalo es de mi amiga &lt;a href="http://www.dudaite.com/index.php/illustrations/"&gt;Lina Dudaite&lt;/a&gt;, que me llegó cuando yo estaba en la cama con un gripe. Creo que el hecho de mejorarme tan rápido fue gracias a el :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El segundo de mi querida amiga &lt;a href="http://thepinkinuit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marta Chicote&lt;/a&gt; - para mi cumpleaños! Un un tesoro increíble para mí tener un retrato mío hecho por ella! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;gifts are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;those with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;You open&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;envelope with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;... that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;will be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;it will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;And when you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;what's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;inside&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;you say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;a great&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps atn" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones" class=""&gt;Oooooooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;And when you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;read&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;little note&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;that comes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;the gift&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;you begin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;an occasional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;tear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;plac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;plac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;plac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;How lucky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;I am to have such a friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones" class=""&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones" class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones" class=""&gt;The first gift is from my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dudaite.com/index.php/illustrations/"&gt;Lina Dudaite&lt;/a&gt;, it came when I was ill with the flu in my bad. And I think I got well thanks to this gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second one - from my friend &lt;a href="http://thepinkinuit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marta Chicote&lt;/a&gt; - I am so happy to have my portrait illustrated by her so wonderfully!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geriausios dovanos - tos, kurios ateina netikėtai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atidarai voką su didele šypsena...ir ištari &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="hps atn" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones" class=""&gt;Oooooooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;O kai paskaitai mažą raštelį, atėjusį kartu su dovana...tik kapt kapt ašarėlės iš džiaugsmo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;Kaip gera turėti tokių draugų&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pirma dovana - iš mano draugės &lt;a href="http://www.dudaite.com/index.php/illustrations/"&gt;Linos Dūdaitė&lt;/a&gt;s, kuri atėjo kai aš gulėjau lovoje su gripu. Manau, mano greitas pasveikimas būtent įvyko dėl to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antroji - mano draugės &lt;a href="http://thepinkinuit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marta Chicote&lt;/a&gt; dovana - jos pieštas mano portretas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8061843116307535081?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8061843116307535081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8061843116307535081' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8061843116307535081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8061843116307535081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/05/los-mejores-regalosthe-best.html' title='Los mejores regalos/The best gifts/Geriausios dovanos'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0LVnI4GeTg/TcvBZ9NXaCI/AAAAAAAAA3c/dM7EM5c9T2U/s72-c/regalos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-5410130599652471672</id><published>2011-03-14T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T05:51:53.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YGlSdLjZ5cE/TX6xqj8q2wI/AAAAAAAAA2c/1VlhC4rNzSI/s1600/japan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YGlSdLjZ5cE/TX6xqj8q2wI/AAAAAAAAA2c/1VlhC4rNzSI/s400/japan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584095932748323586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Gracias  a varios artistas que han hecho maravillosas aportaciones sobre Japón,  he pensado también poner mi granito de arena. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;100% de mis ganancias de la venta de este print  (quitando los gastos de envió, IVA, impuestos de Etsy y Paypal) irá para  La Cruz Roja de Ámerica que está ayudando a Japón. Los gastos de papel y  impresión los pagaré de mi bolsillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="" id="inputt13n" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;input id="t13nimg" type="checkbox"&gt;&lt;span id="t13ntext" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style=""&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Thanks to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;several&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;artists&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;who have made&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;contributions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;, I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;put&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;two cents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;100% of the profit (quiting the shipping, local taxes and Etsy, Paypal  taxes) - will be donated to American Red Cross/Helping Japan. 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We are going to Bratislava!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_WB-em6h7cE/TWfXoSGu2jI/AAAAAAAAA1o/coDu7b73-08/s1600/Bratislava.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_WB-em6h7cE/TWfXoSGu2jI/AAAAAAAAA1o/coDu7b73-08/s400/Bratislava.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577663750576462386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sabéis&lt;/span&gt; que las cabritas de "Ola, ola, la" (Gloria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sánchez&lt;/span&gt;, Mamá Cabra, Galaxia) son muy viajeras y cuantos saltos de alegría han dado cuando se han enterado que han sido elegidas  por la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OEPLI&lt;/span&gt; para representar a España en la Bienal de Ilustración de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bratislava&lt;/span&gt;! En total se eligen 15 ilustradores de toda España y me alegro de compartir este "viaje" de mi libro con compañeros &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gallegos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://davidpintor.blogspot.com/"&gt;David Pintor&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://introterrestres.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anxo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fariña&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; Qué emoción!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;You know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;little goats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;from my book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Ola, ola, la" (Gloria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sánchez&lt;/span&gt;, Mamé cabra, Galaxia)&lt;span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;like to travel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;and what a joy when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt; they heard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;that have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;selected by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;OEPLI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;to represent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Spain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Biennial&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;of Illustrations&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Bratislava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;In total,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;elected&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;illustrators&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;from all over Spain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;am very happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;to share&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps atn"&gt;"tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;"of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;my book&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;two other Galician illustrators: &lt;a href="http://davidpintor.blogspot.com/"&gt;David Pintor&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://introterrestres.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Anxo Fariña&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;How exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6327331328403240657?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6327331328403240657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6327331328403240657' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6327331328403240657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6327331328403240657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/02/las-cabritas-se-van-para-bratislava-we.html' title='Las cabritas se van para Bratislava!!! We are going to Bratislava!!!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_WB-em6h7cE/TWfXoSGu2jI/AAAAAAAAA1o/coDu7b73-08/s72-c/Bratislava.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-92877588374600408</id><published>2011-02-09T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T04:28:46.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Es grande tu corazón? Is your heart Big? Ar tavo širdis didelė?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TVKIdpqCK8I/AAAAAAAAA1g/c-MgJoJU-aY/s1600/bigheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TVKIdpqCK8I/AAAAAAAAA1g/c-MgJoJU-aY/s400/bigheart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571665731990465474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Es grande tu corazón? Is your heart Big? Ar tavo širdis didelė? Nuevo sorteo &lt;a href="http://tiendakrize.blogspot.com/2011/02/es-grande-tu-corazon-is-your-heart-big.html"&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New giveaway &lt;a href="http://tiendakrize.blogspot.com/2011/02/es-grande-tu-corazon-is-your-heart-big.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-92877588374600408?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/92877588374600408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=92877588374600408' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/92877588374600408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/92877588374600408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/02/es-grande-tu-corazon-is-your-heart-big.html' title='Es grande tu corazón? Is your heart Big? Ar tavo širdis didelė?'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TVKIdpqCK8I/AAAAAAAAA1g/c-MgJoJU-aY/s72-c/bigheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4743214880229685095</id><published>2011-02-01T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T05:05:17.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Es mentira!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TUgFAFNvWDI/AAAAAAAAA00/gYlnILJhbKQ/s1600/mentiras3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TUgFAFNvWDI/AAAAAAAAA00/gYlnILJhbKQ/s400/mentiras3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568706438201563186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Por  fin puedo revelar, que he sido responsable del cartel de este año de  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XII&lt;/span&gt; Salón do Libro de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pontevedra&lt;/span&gt;. Ha sido una tarea muy divertida, porque este año el tema de Salón es "La mentira", espero que os guste mi interpretación! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Así mismo os invito a visitar el salón, que abrirá sus puertas el próximo 6 de febrero, en el Pazo da Cultura, y se  prolongará hasta el 19 de marzo con teatro, música, magia, cuenta  cuentos, charlas y todo tipo de actividades para público infantil y  adulto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4743214880229685095?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4743214880229685095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4743214880229685095' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4743214880229685095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4743214880229685095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/02/es-mentira.html' title='Es mentira!!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TUgFAFNvWDI/AAAAAAAAA00/gYlnILJhbKQ/s72-c/mentiras3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4928678900647854155</id><published>2011-01-19T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T08:16:09.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphic Alive 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TTcOHBwBkUI/AAAAAAAAAz0/VPe5fZ-FXY8/s1600/GraphicAlive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TTcOHBwBkUI/AAAAAAAAAz0/VPe5fZ-FXY8/s400/GraphicAlive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563931378531275074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt; porque mis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;conejitos&lt;/span&gt; y otros personajes han sido publicados en el Libro (que por cierto tiene bigotes y sabe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guiñar&lt;/span&gt; el ojo) &lt;a href="http://www.gingkopress.com/03-gra/graphics-alive-2.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Graphic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Alive&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;bunnies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;other characters&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;published&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps atn"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;incidentally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;a mustache&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gingkopress.com/03-gra/graphics-alive-2.html"&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Graphic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Alive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Noriu pasidžiaugti, kad mano kiškiai ir kiti draugai buvo publikuoti &lt;a href="http://www.gingkopress.com/03-gra/graphics-alive-2.html"&gt;Graphic Alive 2&lt;/a&gt; knygoje (kuri, beje, turi ūsus ir moka pamerkti akį)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4928678900647854155?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4928678900647854155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4928678900647854155' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4928678900647854155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4928678900647854155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2011/01/graphic-alive-2.html' title='Graphic Alive 2'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TTcOHBwBkUI/AAAAAAAAAz0/VPe5fZ-FXY8/s72-c/GraphicAlive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4460327520769893705</id><published>2010-12-22T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:16:37.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felíz Navidad/Felices Festas/Linksmų Švenčių/Happy Holidays!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TRJOMh0TQPI/AAAAAAAAAzA/MV4dMcsOAHg/s1600/navidadorf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TRJOMh0TQPI/AAAAAAAAAzA/MV4dMcsOAHg/s400/navidadorf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553587267644375282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muy Felices Fiestas a todos - os deseo todo lo mejor y os mando un abrazo suave como una nube!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;Merry Christmas to all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;I wish you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;send you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;a hug&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;soft as a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Haz clic para obtener traducciones alternativas" class="hps"&gt;cloud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Linksmų Švenčių visiems - siunčiu jums debesies švelnumo apkabinimą!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4460327520769893705?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4460327520769893705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4460327520769893705' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4460327520769893705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4460327520769893705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/12/feliz-navidadfelices-festaslinksmu.html' title='Felíz Navidad/Felices Festas/Linksmų Švenčių/Happy Holidays!!!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TRJOMh0TQPI/AAAAAAAAAzA/MV4dMcsOAHg/s72-c/navidadorf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4553785153099008308</id><published>2010-11-04T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:23:04.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ola, ola, la! - así cantan las cabras :) / Goats sing like this :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TNLdx7s60YI/AAAAAAAAAyY/APQVb-W7tmA/s1600/cabras2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TNLdx7s60YI/AAAAAAAAAyY/APQVb-W7tmA/s400/cabras2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535730741901185410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="titlibro"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sabéis&lt;/span&gt; como cantan las cabritas? Y como bailan? Para saberlo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tendréis&lt;/span&gt; que asistir a uno de los conciertos de &lt;a href="http://mamacabra.wordpress.com/category/concertos/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mamacabra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o comprar este libro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Además ellas os darán consejos prácticos como sobrevivir  el ritmo loco de la ciudad y como comer bien y como ser &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;optimista&lt;/span&gt;! Así son las cabras - tan sabias y simpáticas! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ola, ola, la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/autores/autor.php?id_autor=931"&gt;Mamá Cabra, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Inclúe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CD&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Conto&lt;/span&gt; de Gloria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sánchez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ilustracións&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kristina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sabaite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buscar &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011250001"&gt;aquí.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4553785153099008308?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4553785153099008308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4553785153099008308' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4553785153099008308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4553785153099008308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/11/ola-ola-la-asi-cantan-las-cabras-goats.html' title='Ola, ola, la! - así cantan las cabras :) / Goats sing like this :)'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TNLdx7s60YI/AAAAAAAAAyY/APQVb-W7tmA/s72-c/cabras2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-884374447515088454</id><published>2010-10-31T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T05:53:26.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TM1mKcymb5I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/2PDf9IWiBEE/s1600/stirnos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TM1mKcymb5I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/2PDf9IWiBEE/s400/stirnos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534191846821359506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Los Renos huelen a canela...&lt;br /&gt;Esconden flores en el pelo.&lt;br /&gt;Y hablan bajo, muy bajito...&lt;br /&gt;muy suavemente, despacito...&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The smell of cinnamon Reindeer ...&lt;br /&gt;Hide flowers in their hair.&lt;br /&gt;They talk softly, very softly ...&lt;br /&gt;softly, slowly, my Deer...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Elniai man kvepia cinamonu,&lt;br /&gt;prikaišioja gelių į plaukus.&lt;br /&gt;Kalba švelniai, beveik kužda&lt;br /&gt;švelniai, švelniai mano Elniai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-884374447515088454?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/884374447515088454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=884374447515088454' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/884374447515088454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/884374447515088454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/10/irene.html' title='Irene'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TM1mKcymb5I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/2PDf9IWiBEE/s72-c/stirnos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1021220249693460471</id><published>2010-09-29T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T03:02:12.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nos vemos en Nomada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TKMOlwhFfLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/yAWtXh1XK-A/s1600/nomada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TKMOlwhFfLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/yAWtXh1XK-A/s400/nomada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522273609927982258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nos vemos en el Nomada!!! 1,2,3 de Octubre, Atocha 24 (Madrid). Vais a venir a visitarme y a ver mi nueva colección? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nomadamarket.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.nomadamarket.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1021220249693460471?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1021220249693460471/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1021220249693460471' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1021220249693460471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1021220249693460471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/09/nos-vemos-en-nomada.html' title='Nos vemos en Nomada!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TKMOlwhFfLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/yAWtXh1XK-A/s72-c/nomada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8530687333120714381</id><published>2010-09-15T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T04:03:10.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TJCnrSMfSmI/AAAAAAAAAxI/MdwNACmdUXo/s1600/gatos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TJCnrSMfSmI/AAAAAAAAAxI/MdwNACmdUXo/s400/gatos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517093905589291618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Una más de las Chicas Ángeles - Marta!  Es la que cuida a todos los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gatitos&lt;/span&gt;, les acaricia la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tripita&lt;/span&gt; y va al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; a comprar más conservas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y os voy a decir que tengo el placer de conocerla - si veis una chica vestida de rosa y con un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gatito&lt;/span&gt; en el bolsillo - es ella! Claro está, que las alas las esconde debajo de su vestimenta, solo así puede pasear tranquila por las amplias calles de Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Girls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Angels&lt;/span&gt; - Marta! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cares&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cats&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tickle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;belly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;goes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;supermarket&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;tins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am very proud, because I know her - If you see a girl with a pink coat and with a little kitten inside the pocket - it´s Marta! Of course, she hide the wings into her cloths, only this way she can walk calmly on the wide streets of Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Dar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;viena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;iš&lt;/span&gt; mano &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Mergaičių&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Angelų&lt;/span&gt; - Marta! Tai ji paglosto kačių pilvelius ir skuba į parduotuvę nupirkti gardžių žuvų koncervų.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ir žinote ką? Aš ją pažįstu! Jei pamatysit mergaitę apsirengusią rožiniu paltu ir kišenėje besinešančią mažą kačiuką - tai ji. Nenustebkite - savo sparnus ji gudriai paslėpusi po drabužiais, nes tik taip gali netrukdoma vaikščioti plačiomis Madrido gatvemis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8530687333120714381?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8530687333120714381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8530687333120714381' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8530687333120714381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8530687333120714381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/09/marta.html' title='Marta'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TJCnrSMfSmI/AAAAAAAAAxI/MdwNACmdUXo/s72-c/gatos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-6817154589132239179</id><published>2010-09-02T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T12:29:32.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TH_6N7xwIdI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rmglwXpl2kg/s1600/zuvys1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TH_6N7xwIdI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rmglwXpl2kg/s400/zuvys1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512399586216387026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Con mis gafas azules, veo mares y océanos&lt;br /&gt;Y también veo tus piecesitos descalzos&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estás sentado en una orilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dan ganas de hacerte cosquillas,&lt;br /&gt;O bañarme contigo, enseñarte los peces y&lt;br /&gt;los jardines marinos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hoy no puedo, tengo mucho que hacer&lt;br /&gt;Mi Mar necesita ayuda y tu no te puedes perder.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;With my blue glasses, I see seas and oceans&lt;br /&gt;And also I see your barefooted legs&lt;br /&gt;When you are siting in a shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tickle your legs,&lt;br /&gt;Or to bath with you, to show you all the fishes&lt;br /&gt;and ocean gardens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I don't have time,&lt;br /&gt;I need a lot of to do...&lt;br /&gt;My Sea needs a lot of help and you cannot be lost.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Su savo žydrais akiniais, aš matau jūras ir vandenynus&lt;br /&gt;Ir taip pat tavo basas pėdas,&lt;br /&gt;Kai tu sėdi ant pakrantės&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aš norėčiau jas pakutenti, ar kartu pasimaudyt,&lt;br /&gt;parodyti tau žuveles ir sodus vandens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet šiandien negaliu - daug aš darbo turiu&lt;br /&gt;Mano Jūrai reikia daug pagalbos, o tu negali pasiklysti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6817154589132239179?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6817154589132239179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6817154589132239179' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6817154589132239179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6817154589132239179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/09/marina.html' title='Marina'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TH_6N7xwIdI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rmglwXpl2kg/s72-c/zuvys1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7507932483475833724</id><published>2010-08-03T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T02:45:51.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacaciones/Holidays/Atostogos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TFflQ6B5W3I/AAAAAAAAAwg/nazCcJ96_SA/s1600/vacaciones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TFflQ6B5W3I/AAAAAAAAAwg/nazCcJ96_SA/s400/vacaciones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501117548474227570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fin, ya me tocan las vacaciones y esta vez serán especialmente bonitas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am going on holidays and this time it will be a very special holidays for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagaliau, išeinu atostogų ir šį kartą jos bus ypatingai gražios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7507932483475833724?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7507932483475833724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7507932483475833724' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7507932483475833724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7507932483475833724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacacionesholidaysatostogos.html' title='Vacaciones/Holidays/Atostogos'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TFflQ6B5W3I/AAAAAAAAAwg/nazCcJ96_SA/s72-c/vacaciones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3227421166025340373</id><published>2010-06-18T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:42:37.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un can no piso/A dog in the Flat/Šuo bute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TBuh7YwFxCI/AAAAAAAAAvo/BhDBnfvNu7Y/s1600/uncannopiso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TBuh7YwFxCI/AAAAAAAAAvo/BhDBnfvNu7Y/s400/uncannopiso.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484155012882220066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre es una emoción recibir un nuevo libro y esta vez más - porque trata de perros! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una historia muy divertida, escrita por &lt;a href="http://fina.casalderrey.com/"&gt;Fina Casalderrey&lt;/a&gt; sobre las aventuras de un perrito desde estar en la calle hasta vivir en un piso. Un texto muy bonito, con un toque de humor y cuando lo leí por primera vez, supe que será muy divertido ilustrarlo, ya que imaginaba perfectamente cómo era la familia de los protagonistas y cómo era el perrito y la situación. Me recordó como cuando yo era pequeña y traje mi primer perrito a piso y mis padres hicieron la misma pregunta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ¿Un can no piso?&lt;br /&gt;- !?Y que?! - recuerdo que les contesté yo...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editorial:Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Colección: Os Duros&lt;br /&gt;36 páx.&lt;br /&gt;Capa dura&lt;br /&gt;PVP: 9.30 €&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-84-9865-274-1&lt;br /&gt;Data publicación: xuño 2010&lt;br /&gt;1ª Edición&lt;br /&gt;Texto: Fina Casalderrey&lt;br /&gt;Ilustracións de Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;buscar aquí: &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010961034&amp;orde=data_publicacion"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010961034&amp;orde=data_publicacion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Always it is an emotion to receive a new book and this time more - because it is about dogs! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text is written by &lt;a href="http://fina.casalderrey.com/"&gt;Fina Casalderrey&lt;/a&gt; and it´s about adventures of a little dog from being in the street up to living in a flat. A very nice text, with a touch of humor and when I read it for the first time, I knew that it will be very enterteining to illustrate it, since I was imagining perfectly like it was the family of the protagonists the little dog and the situation. The story remembered me as when I was small and I brought my first little dog to our flat in the city and my parents did the same question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A dog in the flat?&lt;br /&gt;- And why not? - answered I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor:Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Colection: Os Duros&lt;br /&gt;36 páx.&lt;br /&gt;Capa dura&lt;br /&gt;PVP: 9.30 €&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-84-9865-274-1&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: xuño 2010&lt;br /&gt;1ª Edition&lt;br /&gt;Text: Fina Casalderrey&lt;br /&gt;Illustration: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;buscar aquí: &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010961034&amp;orde=data_publicacion"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010961034&amp;orde=data_publicacion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Visada smagu gauti naujai išleistą knygą - bet šį kartą ypač - nes ji apie šunis! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linksma istorija, parašyta &lt;a href="http://fina.casalderrey.com/"&gt;Finos Casalderrey&lt;/a&gt; apie mažo šuniuko istoriją ir nuotykius keičiant gyvenimo būdą iš gatvės į butą. Kai pirmą kartą perskaičiau tekstą iš karto įsivaizdavau kaip atrodys personažai, šuniukas ir jo šeimininkė. Prisimenu, kai pati buvau maža ir atsivedžiau į namus pirmąjį šunį, išgirdau tą patį tėvų klausimą:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Šuo bute?&lt;br /&gt;- O kodėl gi ne?! - atsakiau jiems aš :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leidykla:Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Kolekcija: Os Duros&lt;br /&gt;36 puslapiai&lt;br /&gt;Kietas viršelis&lt;br /&gt;PVP: 9.30 €&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-84-9865-274-1&lt;br /&gt;Publikacijos data: birželis 2010&lt;br /&gt;1ª Leidimas&lt;br /&gt;Tekstas: Fina Casalderrey&lt;br /&gt;Iliustracijos: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;ieškoti čia: &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010961034&amp;orde=data_publicacion"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010961034&amp;orde=data_publicacion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3227421166025340373?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3227421166025340373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3227421166025340373' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3227421166025340373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3227421166025340373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/06/un-can-no-pisoa-dog-in-flatsuo-bute.html' title='Un can no piso/A dog in the Flat/Šuo bute'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TBuh7YwFxCI/AAAAAAAAAvo/BhDBnfvNu7Y/s72-c/uncannopiso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-6916813202476773888</id><published>2010-06-15T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T07:37:19.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival de diseño "Cow" /Design Festival "Cow"/Dizaino Festivalis "Cow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TBeP3VBlQyI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/TrpH6XvDJjw/s1600/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TBeP3VBlQyI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/TrpH6XvDJjw/s400/cow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483009252046226210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy muy contenta, porque he sido una de los ganadores de Festival de Diseño "Cow" (Ucrania) de la modalidad de ilustración! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cow.com.ua/newe33.html"&gt;http://cow.com.ua/newe33.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy, because I am one of the winners of the Design Festival "Cow" (Ukraine)/illustration modality :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cow.com.ua/newe33.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://cow.com.ua/newe33.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esu laiminga, nes tapau viena iš Dizaino Festivalio "Cow" (Ukraina) nugalėtojų :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cow.com.ua/newe33.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://cow.com.ua/newe33.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6916813202476773888?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6916813202476773888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6916813202476773888' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6916813202476773888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6916813202476773888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/06/festival-de-diseno-cow-design-festival.html' title='Festival de diseño &quot;Cow&quot; /Design Festival &quot;Cow&quot;/Dizaino Festivalis &quot;Cow&quot;'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TBeP3VBlQyI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/TrpH6XvDJjw/s72-c/cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4294029879783751168</id><published>2010-05-31T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T16:09:22.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un libro para una niña muy especial :)/A book for a special babygirl/ Knyga ypatingai mergaitei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TARBa8cpHjI/AAAAAAAAAuo/P-w3rQJf5tk/s1600/libro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TARBa8cpHjI/AAAAAAAAAuo/P-w3rQJf5tk/s400/libro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477574977948032562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mis ratos libres, con mucha calma estamos haciendo un libro con mi amigo An (Antón Romero). Tengo muchísima ilusión, porque es un libro muy bonito, muy personal y mágico :)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;In my free moment I am working on a new book with my friend An (Antón Romero). It will be very personal, beautiful and mágic book for me :)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Laisvu laiku ir labai ramiai dirbu prie naujos knygos. Ši knyga man labai stebuklinga, graži ir ypatinga, nes ją darau su savo draugu An (Antón Romero) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4294029879783751168?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4294029879783751168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4294029879783751168' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4294029879783751168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4294029879783751168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/05/un-libro-para-una-nina-muy-especial.html' title='Un libro para una niña muy especial :)/A book for a special babygirl/ Knyga ypatingai mergaitei'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/TARBa8cpHjI/AAAAAAAAAuo/P-w3rQJf5tk/s72-c/libro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8868716142013545901</id><published>2010-04-30T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T08:01:31.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorteo en mi Tienda - Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S9rwhLZZ98I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/p3eYrvh9z-8/s1600/giveawaytienda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S9rwhLZZ98I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/p3eYrvh9z-8/s400/giveawaytienda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465945550553216962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como ya sabéis he decidido hacer un modo de comprar mis cosas más cómodo a hispano hablantes y he hecho un nuevo Blog - Tienda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://tiendakrize.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tiendakrize.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta el &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15 de Mayo&lt;/span&gt; tengo un sorteo en el. Solo tenéis que haceros seguidores del Blog - Tienda y dejar el comentario en el link que aparece aquí(no te olvides de dejarme tu e-mail):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://tiendakrize.blogspot.com/2010/04/hazte-seguidor-de-mi-blog-tienda-y-gana_29.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tiendakrize.blogspot.com/2010/04/hazte-seguidor-de-mi-blog-tienda-y-gana_29.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y podrás ganar uno de estos simpáticos conejitos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8868716142013545901?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8868716142013545901/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8868716142013545901' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8868716142013545901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8868716142013545901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/04/sorteo-en-mi-tienda-blog.html' title='Sorteo en mi Tienda - Blog!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S9rwhLZZ98I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/p3eYrvh9z-8/s72-c/giveawaytienda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4351735456871235404</id><published>2010-04-23T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T11:11:02.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felíz Día de Libro!/Happy Book day!/Su Knygos Diena!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S9Hiq4W78PI/AAAAAAAAAq4/lWYgW5nMzEs/s1600/viaje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S9Hiq4W78PI/AAAAAAAAAq4/lWYgW5nMzEs/s400/viaje.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463397049288093938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Está libre? - preguntó el gato.&lt;br /&gt;- Si - le contestó la señora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me gustaría preguntarle donde compró estas manzanas tan ricas que tiene en la cesta - pensó el gato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me gustaría ofrecerle una manzana - pensó la señora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ninguno de los dos dijeron algo. Bajaron del tren y nunca más se vieron. Porque las señoras no hablan con los gatos y los gatos no comen las manzanas, a no ser que sea en un libro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque en los libros puede pasar de todo.&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Día de Libro!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;- Is this place free? - asked the cat.&lt;br /&gt;- Yes - answered the old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It would be lovely to ask her where did she get these beautiful apples? - thought the cat.&lt;br /&gt;-It would be nice to ask him if he wants an apple - thought the old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But none said anything. They got off the train and never met again. It´s because the old ladies do not speak with cats and cats do not eat apples. Unless in the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in the books can happen anything.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Book Day!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;- Ši vieta laisva? - paklausė katinas.&lt;br /&gt;- Taip - atsakė močiutė.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kaip norėčiau paklausti iš kur ji gavo tokių nuostabių obuolių - pagalvojo katinas.&lt;br /&gt;- Norėčiau pasiūlyti tam katinui obuolį - pamanė močiutė.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet nei vienas iš jų nieko nepasakė. Išlipo iš traukinio ir pasuko savais keliais. Nes močiutės nekalba su katinais, o katinai nevalgo obuolių. Nebent knygose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nes knygose įmanoma viskas.&lt;br /&gt;Su Tarptautine Knygos Diena!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4351735456871235404?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4351735456871235404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4351735456871235404' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4351735456871235404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4351735456871235404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/04/feliz-dia-de-librohappy-book-daysu.html' title='Felíz Día de Libro!/Happy Book day!/Su Knygos Diena!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S9Hiq4W78PI/AAAAAAAAAq4/lWYgW5nMzEs/s72-c/viaje.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3638486397544028955</id><published>2010-04-03T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:43:03.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!/Felíz Pascua!/Linksmų Velykų!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S7eoSssXwVI/AAAAAAAAAqI/vutUNypT__c/s1600/ovos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S7eoSssXwVI/AAAAAAAAAqI/vutUNypT__c/s400/ovos2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456014512771023186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!/Felíz Pascua!/Linksmų Velykų!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3638486397544028955?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3638486397544028955/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3638486397544028955' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3638486397544028955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3638486397544028955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easterfeliz-pascualinksmu-velyku.html' title='Happy Easter!/Felíz Pascua!/Linksmų Velykų!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S7eoSssXwVI/AAAAAAAAAqI/vutUNypT__c/s72-c/ovos2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-2770994986423606285</id><published>2010-03-26T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T15:51:47.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enamorados/In love/Įsimylėjeliai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S606db__KyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Rfaqd85G8K0/s1600/ENAMORADOS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S606db__KyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Rfaqd85G8K0/s400/ENAMORADOS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453079001222294306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunos enamorados son gorditos&lt;br /&gt;Otros - flacos, pero nunca mal humorados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunos - se tumban al Sol al mediodía&lt;br /&gt;Otros - solo se atreven cuando sale la Luna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunos enamorados no hablan - solo escuchan&lt;br /&gt;Otros - cuentan historias infinitas con finales felices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y algunos - simplemente sonríen&lt;br /&gt;Como yo cuando veo a Ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilustraciones hechas para el proyecto &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;KRIZTAL&lt;/a&gt; con Olinda Lorena Mayor.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Some lovers are fat&lt;br /&gt;Others - thin, but never in a bad mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them - lies into the Sun at the midday&lt;br /&gt;Others - only dear when the Moon is up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some - never speaks, only listens&lt;br /&gt;Another ones - tells endless stories with great happyendings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some - only smiles&lt;br /&gt;Like I am smiling when I see You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations made for the project &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;KRIZTAL&lt;/a&gt; with Olinda Lorena Mayor.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Kai kurie įsimylėjeliai yra apkūnus&lt;br /&gt;O kai kurie - liesi, bet visada geros nuotaikos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai kurie - mėgsta saulej gulėti &lt;br /&gt;O kiti - įsidrąsina tik Mėnuliui patekėjus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai kurie - tiktai tyli ir klauso&lt;br /&gt;O kiti - čiauška begalines istorijas su laiminga pabaiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai tuo tarpu vieni - tiesiog šypsosi&lt;br /&gt;Kaip aš šypsausi, kai žiūriu Tau į akis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iliustracijos bendram projektui &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;KRIZTAL&lt;/a&gt; su Olinda Lorena Mayor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-2770994986423606285?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/2770994986423606285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=2770994986423606285' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/2770994986423606285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/2770994986423606285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/03/enamoradosin-loveisimylejeliai.html' title='Enamorados/In love/Įsimylėjeliai'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S606db__KyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Rfaqd85G8K0/s72-c/ENAMORADOS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8693179865473561292</id><published>2010-03-20T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:37:34.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KRIZTAL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S6T4aFUsbrI/AAAAAAAAApw/2Y6xAtS7Jiw/s1600-h/kriztal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S6T4aFUsbrI/AAAAAAAAApw/2Y6xAtS7Jiw/s400/kriztal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450754576014405298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy tan contenta de presentar este trabajo conjunto con una estupenda diseñadora argentina &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;Olinda Lorena Mayor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camisetas &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;KRIZTAL&lt;/a&gt;, con mis dibujos y las camisetas totalmente handmade de Olinda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las puedes encontrar &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy to present this work with a wonderful desighner from Argentina - &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;Olinda Lorena Mayor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-shirts &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;KRIZTAL&lt;/a&gt;, with my illustrations and handmade t-shirts from Olinda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find them &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Džiaugiuosi galėdama pristatyti mano bendrą darbą su argentiniečių dizainiere &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;Olinda Lorena Mayor.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tai marškinėlių &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;KRIZTAL&lt;/a&gt; kolekcija - mano iliustracijos ir &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/crystalindumentaria"&gt;Lorenos rankų darbo marškinėliai&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juos galite rasti čia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8693179865473561292?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8693179865473561292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8693179865473561292' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8693179865473561292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8693179865473561292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/03/kriztal.html' title='KRIZTAL!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S6T4aFUsbrI/AAAAAAAAApw/2Y6xAtS7Jiw/s72-c/kriztal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-5439201911114865971</id><published>2010-03-08T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:52:51.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quien es?/Who is?/Kas jis?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S5UrV3hLoYI/AAAAAAAAApQ/xpJWTwPTS60/s1600-h/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S5UrV3hLoYI/AAAAAAAAApQ/xpJWTwPTS60/s400/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446306979054854530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un pequeño perrito se asoma por la ventana...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien es?&lt;br /&gt;Como se llama?&lt;br /&gt;Le gustan los huesos?&lt;br /&gt;Dónde vive?&lt;br /&gt;Tiene pulgas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tshhhhh....sed pacientes, pronto saldreis de dudas!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A small puppy aim  by the window...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is?&lt;br /&gt;What is his name?&lt;br /&gt;Does he likes bones?&lt;br /&gt;Where he lives?&lt;br /&gt;Has he fleas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tshhhhh....be patient, soon you will know it!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Mažas šunelis žvilgteli pro langą...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kas jis?&lt;br /&gt;Koks jo vardas?&lt;br /&gt;Ar jam patinka kaulai?&lt;br /&gt;Kur jis gyvena?&lt;br /&gt;Ar jis turi blusų?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tshhhhhh....būkite kantrūs ir tuo patys viską sužinosit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-5439201911114865971?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5439201911114865971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=5439201911114865971' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5439201911114865971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5439201911114865971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/03/quien-eswho-iskas-jis.html' title='Quien es?/Who is?/Kas jis?'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S5UrV3hLoYI/AAAAAAAAApQ/xpJWTwPTS60/s72-c/blog3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7076241559446409711</id><published>2010-02-18T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:57:15.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mucho o poco/A lot or little/Daug ar mažai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S33TwmTgLDI/AAAAAAAAAoc/XqJsDcF5tBw/s1600-h/9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S33TwmTgLDI/AAAAAAAAAoc/XqJsDcF5tBw/s400/9b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439736756802956338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S33TpDCl9mI/AAAAAAAAAoU/oLwHMNYztWc/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S33TpDCl9mI/AAAAAAAAAoU/oLwHMNYztWc/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439736627077707362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Una gota de agua es tan&lt;br /&gt;poco para un elefante...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pero mucho para&lt;br /&gt; una mosca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...del libro escrito e ilustrado por mi en busqueda de la editorial :)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A drop is so little for an elephant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so much for a little fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...from the book illustrated and writed by me in a adventure of seeking an editor :)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Lašas - tai tiek mažai drambliui&lt;br /&gt;ir tiek daug mažai muselei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...iš mano parašytos ir iliustruotos knygos, šiuo metu ieškančios leidėjo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7076241559446409711?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7076241559446409711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7076241559446409711' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7076241559446409711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7076241559446409711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/02/mucho-o-pocoa-lot-or-littledaug-ar.html' title='Mucho o poco/A lot or little/Daug ar mažai'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S33TwmTgLDI/AAAAAAAAAoc/XqJsDcF5tBw/s72-c/9b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1814134904489500999</id><published>2010-01-29T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:04:37.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revista DPI/Magazine DPI/Žurnalas DPI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S2MU417_-yI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Ccdhv2c2t90/s1600-h/DSC06693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S2MU417_-yI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Ccdhv2c2t90/s400/DSC06693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432208542322916130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo el placer de salir en el &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vo.7 de la revista Taiwanesa DPI (Design Stars)&lt;/span&gt;, un volumen que se llama "El Siglo del Dibujo Europeo". También salen ilustradores admirados por mi como &lt;a href="http://irtroit.com/blog"&gt;Irina Troytskaya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.raquelissima.com/"&gt;Raquel Aparicio&lt;/a&gt; o &lt;a href="http://www.kmye-chan.com/"&gt;Kmye Chan&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He descubierto tantos ilustradores nuevos para mí increíbles y estoy muy contenta por compartir páginas con ellos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchísimas gracias, &lt;a href="http://tw.mydpi.com/mag/index.php?page=shop.product_details&amp;flypage=shop.flypage&amp;product_id=157&amp;category_id=12&amp;manufacturer_id=0&amp;option=com_virtuemart&amp;Itemid=26"&gt;DPI!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy to be published in the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Taiwan magazine "DPI" (Design Stars)&lt;/span&gt;, Vol. 7 "The age of European Drawing". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really very pleasant to appear in this magazine with the illustrators I admire, like &lt;a href="http://irtroit.com/blog"&gt;Irina Troytskaya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.raquelissima.com/"&gt;Raquel Aparicio&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.kmye-chan.com/"&gt;Kmye Chan&lt;/a&gt; and also to discover very inspiring new ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://tw.mydpi.com/mag/index.php?page=shop.product_details&amp;flypage=shop.flypage&amp;product_id=157&amp;category_id=12&amp;manufacturer_id=0&amp;option=com_virtuemart&amp;Itemid=26"&gt;DPI!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Turiu garbės atsirasti &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Taiwano žurnalo "DPI" (Design Stars)&lt;/span&gt;, Nr. 7 "Europos Piešimo Amžius" puslapiuose su tokiais mano mylimais iliustratoriais kaip &lt;a href="http://irtroit.com/blog"&gt;Irina Troytskaya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.raquelissima.com/"&gt;Raquel Aparicio&lt;/a&gt; ar &lt;a href="http://www.kmye-chan.com/"&gt;Kmye Chan&lt;/a&gt; ir atrasti naujų nepaprastai talentingų ir dar man nežinomų!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labai ačiū &lt;a href="http://tw.mydpi.com/mag/index.php?page=shop.product_details&amp;flypage=shop.flypage&amp;product_id=157&amp;category_id=12&amp;manufacturer_id=0&amp;option=com_virtuemart&amp;Itemid=26"&gt;DPI!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1814134904489500999?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1814134904489500999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1814134904489500999' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1814134904489500999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1814134904489500999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/01/revista-dpimagazine-dpizurnalas-dpi.html' title='Revista DPI/Magazine DPI/Žurnalas DPI'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S2MU417_-yI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Ccdhv2c2t90/s72-c/DSC06693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-84962150878694699</id><published>2010-01-27T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:09:51.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog - Tienda/ Blog - Shop/Blogas - Parduotuvė</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S2CPK3vbDWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/mADkmVQRiWE/s1600-h/krize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S2CPK3vbDWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/mADkmVQRiWE/s400/krize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431498567533137250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, pues al final he hecho un Blog - Tienda con todas mis creaciones para los que no entendeis bien el ingles podáis hacerlo más fácilmente. &lt;br /&gt;Os dejo el link a mi tienda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tiendakrize.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tiendakrize.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iré subiendo poco a poco todas mis cositas. Para comprar (tanto los que tenéis cuenta Paypal como los que no la tenéis) contactad me al mail: kristinasabaite@inbox.com indicando que es lo que queréis comprar y os explicaré como hacerlo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchísimas gracias otra vez por apoyarme siempre, por vuestros comentarios y muestras de cariño! &lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This is a post to a spanish speaking people, who want to buy muy creations, but don´t understand english and &lt;a href="http://www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;. So I made a special spanish &lt;a href="http://tiendakrize.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog - Shop&lt;/a&gt; for them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all for your beautiful coments, visits and love! :)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Kadangi dauguma mane aplankančių lietuvaičių moka angliškai, jums palieku šią mano parduotuvės nuorodą:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;http://www.krize.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jei ko nors nesuprantate ar paprasčiausiai norite ko nors paklausti, drąsiai rašykite man į: kristinasabaite@inbox.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ačiū už gražius žodžius, komentarys ir šypsenas! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-84962150878694699?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/84962150878694699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=84962150878694699' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/84962150878694699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/84962150878694699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-tienda-blog-shopblogas-parduotuve.html' title='Blog - Tienda/ Blog - Shop/Blogas - Parduotuvė'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S2CPK3vbDWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/mADkmVQRiWE/s72-c/krize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-6934265988391475091</id><published>2010-01-13T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T07:26:22.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Más de "Cuatro amigos"/More from "Four friends"/Daugiau iš "Keturi draugai"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S03mFfRb_ZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gRfbPhWXhWU/s1600-h/cuatroamigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S03mFfRb_ZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gRfbPhWXhWU/s400/cuatroamigos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426246108019686802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More from "Four friends"/Daugiau iš "Keturi draugai".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto: Xesús Carballo Soliño&lt;br /&gt;Ilustraciones: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;Editorial: Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Link: http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011240003&amp;orde=numero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilustrations: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;Publishing house: Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Link: http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011240003&amp;orde=numero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iliustracijos: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;Leidykla: Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Nuoroda: http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011240003&amp;orde=numero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6934265988391475091?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6934265988391475091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6934265988391475091' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6934265988391475091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6934265988391475091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2010/01/mas-de-cuatro-amigosmore-from-four.html' title='Más de &quot;Cuatro amigos&quot;/More from &quot;Four friends&quot;/Daugiau iš &quot;Keturi draugai&quot;'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/S03mFfRb_ZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gRfbPhWXhWU/s72-c/cuatroamigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-2243692923690265556</id><published>2009-12-29T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T04:34:08.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os catro amigos/The four friends/Keturi draugai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Szn24moIBaI/AAAAAAAAAfM/E6tMmXvRpZU/s1600-h/cuatroamigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Szn24moIBaI/AAAAAAAAAfM/E6tMmXvRpZU/s400/cuatroamigos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420635078819055010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya me ha llegado el libro que he ilustrado para editorial Galaxia. Este audiolibro pertenece a la Colección "Árbore/Galaxia - audiocontos" y es la adaptación del cuento de Hermanos Grimm hecha por Xesús Carballo Soliño. Espero que lo disfruteis solos o juntos con los más pequeños!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto: Xesús Carballo Soliño&lt;br /&gt;Ilustraciones: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;Editorial: Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011240003&amp;orde=numero"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011240003&amp;orde=numero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I have already got my book I had ilustrated for the publishing house Galaxia. It´s a audiobook from the colection "Árbore/Galaxia - audiocontos". A version of the Brothers Grimm tale, made by Xesús Carballo Soliño. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilustrations: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;Publishing house: Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011240003&amp;orde=numero"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011240003&amp;orde=numero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Štai ir sulaukiau knygos, kurią nesenai ilustravau leidyklai "Galaxia". Tai mums žinomos Brolių Grimų pasakos "Keturi muzikantai" versija (Xesús Carballo Soliño). Ši knyga priklauso leidyklos audioknygų kolecijai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iliustracijos: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;Leidykla: Galaxia&lt;br /&gt;Nuoroda: &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011240003&amp;orde=numero"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0011240003&amp;orde=numero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-2243692923690265556?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/2243692923690265556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=2243692923690265556' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/2243692923690265556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/2243692923690265556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/12/os-catro-amigosthe-four-friendsketuri.html' title='Os catro amigos/The four friends/Keturi draugai'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Szn24moIBaI/AAAAAAAAAfM/E6tMmXvRpZU/s72-c/cuatroamigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7956484400851982482</id><published>2009-12-20T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T05:14:15.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felices fiestas!/Happy Holidays!/Linksmų Švenčių!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy4jFzwYb0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/8qZugdQ5rNg/s1600-h/navidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy4jFzwYb0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/8qZugdQ5rNg/s400/navidad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417305984472739650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felices fiestas para todos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para los que sonríen todo el año y para los que son unos gruñones.&lt;br /&gt;Para los que escriben cartas a los Reyes Magos, y para los&lt;br /&gt;que ya hace tiempo que no piden nada.&lt;br /&gt;Para los que aman el frío y para los desean que cuanto antes venga&lt;br /&gt;la primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para los que quiero y para los que ya no están conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;Para todo el mundo y para cada uno de vosotros,&lt;br /&gt;Os mando un saco lleno de sonrisas y de buenos deseos!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays for all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who smile during all the year and for those who are a bit grousers.&lt;br /&gt;For those who write letters to Santa Claus, and for those who already some time ago do not ask for anything.&lt;br /&gt;For those who love the cold and for those who wish as soon as possible to come the spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who I love and for those who already are gone, &lt;br /&gt;For the whole world and for each of you, &lt;br /&gt;I send You a sack of smiles and best wishes!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Linksmų švenčių visiems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiems, kurie šypsosi visus metus ir tiems, kurie yra tikri surūgėliai.&lt;br /&gt;Tiems, kurie rašo laiškus Seneliui Šalčiui ir tiems, kurie jau seniai nebeprašo nieko...&lt;br /&gt;Tiems, kuriems patinka šaltis ir tiems, kurie dūsauja ir laukia pavasario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiems, kuriuos myliu ir tiems, kurių jau nebėra su manimi.&lt;br /&gt;Visam pasauliui ir kiekvienam iš jūsų,&lt;br /&gt;Siunčiu pilną maišą šypsenų ir geriausių linkėjimų!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7956484400851982482?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7956484400851982482/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7956484400851982482' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7956484400851982482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7956484400851982482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/12/felices-fiestashappy-holidayslinksmu.html' title='Felices fiestas!/Happy Holidays!/Linksmų Švenčių!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy4jFzwYb0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/8qZugdQ5rNg/s72-c/navidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-5964960251353048999</id><published>2009-12-13T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T13:56:12.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mis juguetes/My Toys/Mano žaislai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SyVi6jvONrI/AAAAAAAAAcw/x30NQRQJd2k/s1600-h/zaislai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SyVi6jvONrI/AAAAAAAAAcw/x30NQRQJd2k/s400/zaislai2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414842885148128946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis juguetes me necesitan. &lt;br /&gt;Cantan, bailan y me sacan sonrisas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ayudan hacer sopa rica.&lt;br /&gt;Quitan manchas de mi camiseta.&lt;br /&gt;Me arreglan las trenzas &lt;br /&gt;Y en primavera las llenan de setas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando salgo a la calle - se esconden&lt;br /&gt;En mi pelo, bolsillos, mis botas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tienes tus calcetines medio rotos!"&lt;br /&gt;- me susurran mis traviesos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis juguetes me cuentan que niños&lt;br /&gt;cuando crecen - a veces olvidan.&lt;br /&gt;Pero quienes, sino sus juguetes&lt;br /&gt;Les harán tantas cosas bonitas...?&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;My toys need me. &lt;br /&gt;They sing, dance and make me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They help me to prepare rich soup.&lt;br /&gt;They remove spots of my vest&lt;br /&gt;They arrange my hair&lt;br /&gt;and in spring they fill them with mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go out to the street - &lt;br /&gt;they hide into my hair, pockets, my boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You have your socks almost broken! " &lt;br /&gt;- my naughty friends are whispering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toys told me that when children grow up - &lt;br /&gt;sometimes they forget all.&lt;br /&gt;But who, if not their toys &lt;br /&gt;will make them smile on?&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Mano žaislams aš esu reikalinga.&lt;br /&gt;Man jie šoka, dainuoja ir šypsos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man jie padeda paruošt skanią sriubą&lt;br /&gt;Ir išvalo dėmes iš megztuko&lt;br /&gt;Man sutvarko kasas netvarkingas&lt;br /&gt;ir pavasarį į jas prismaigsto grybų.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai išbėgu į gatvę - išsislapsto -&lt;br /&gt;i kišenes, į plaukus, į botus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tavo kojinės truputi suplyšę" -&lt;br /&gt;šnabžda man tie išdykėliai į ausį...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mano žaislai man dažnai pasiguodžia,&lt;br /&gt;kad vaikai kai suauga - juos pamiršta...&lt;br /&gt;O juk niekas kitas taip nemoka&lt;br /&gt;Kaip jie šėlti ir šitaip kvatotis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-5964960251353048999?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5964960251353048999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=5964960251353048999' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5964960251353048999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5964960251353048999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/12/mis-juguetesmy-toysmano-zaislai.html' title='Mis juguetes/My Toys/Mano žaislai'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SyVi6jvONrI/AAAAAAAAAcw/x30NQRQJd2k/s72-c/zaislai2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8496854623135187176</id><published>2009-11-11T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:49:44.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigotes/Moustache/Ūsai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SvsHCmh_X0I/AAAAAAAAAco/Gg5wrWnekIE/s1600-h/moustaches2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SvsHCmh_X0I/AAAAAAAAAco/Gg5wrWnekIE/s400/moustaches2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402919919245287234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi tío tiene unos bigotes&lt;br /&gt;Unos bigotes negros y grandes&lt;br /&gt;Siempre parece tan serio&lt;br /&gt;Y yo no puedo parar de reírme!..:)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;My uncle has a moustache&lt;br /&gt;Big ang Black moustache&lt;br /&gt;And he looks so seriuous&lt;br /&gt;I can´t stop laughing...:)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Mano dėdė turi ūsus&lt;br /&gt;Juodus ir didelius ūsus&lt;br /&gt;Su jais atrodo toks rimtas&lt;br /&gt;O man tik juokas iš jo ima!...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8496854623135187176?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8496854623135187176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8496854623135187176' title='16 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8496854623135187176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8496854623135187176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/11/bigotesmoustacheusai.html' title='Bigotes/Moustache/Ūsai'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SvsHCmh_X0I/AAAAAAAAAco/Gg5wrWnekIE/s72-c/moustaches2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-2227494528698084671</id><published>2009-11-03T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:40:32.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Acuarelas" e "Avoa do nobelo branco"/ "Watercolors" and "Grandmother of the white hair"/ "Akvarelės" ir "Močiutė siūlų kamuoliuko plaukais"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SvB4LxGHr-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/9xIx0kR5-gA/s1600-h/avoa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SvB4LxGHr-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/9xIx0kR5-gA/s400/avoa2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399948096770125794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SvB4Cp3Oq-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ajjFOiFMnP0/s1600-h/acuarelas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 372px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SvB4Cp3Oq-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ajjFOiFMnP0/s400/acuarelas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399947940209798114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para los que todavía no tuvieron la oportunidad de ver mis dos libros ilustrados este año, os dejo algunas ilustraciones para sonreír y compartir :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Acuarelas" - Rafa Villar/editorial Galaxia - &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158&amp;orde=numero"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158&amp;orde=numero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Avoa do nobelo branco" - Paco López Barxas/editorial Baia -  &lt;a href="http://www.baiaedicions.net/libros/read.php?libro_id=443"&gt;http://www.baiaedicions.net/libros/read.php?libro_id=443&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;For those who hadn´t the posibility to have my two illustrated books of this year, I want to share some illustrations from these books :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watercolors" - Rafa Villar/editorial Galaxia - &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158&amp;orde=numero"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158&amp;orde=numero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grandmother with the white hair" - Paco López Barxas/editorial Baia -  &lt;a href="http://www.baiaedicions.net/libros/read.php?libro_id=443"&gt;http://www.baiaedicions.net/libros/read.php?libro_id=443&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Tiems, kuriems neteko vartyti mano šių metų iliustruotų knygų, noriu pasidalinti keliomis iliustracijomis iš jų :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Akvarelės" - Rafa Villar/leidykla Galaxia - &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158&amp;orde=numero"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158&amp;orde=numero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Močiutė siūlų kamuoliuko plaukais" - Paco López Barxas/leidykla Baia -  &lt;a href="http://www.baiaedicions.net/libros/read.php?libro_id=443"&gt;http://www.baiaedicions.net/libros/read.php?libro_id=443&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-2227494528698084671?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/2227494528698084671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=2227494528698084671' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/2227494528698084671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/2227494528698084671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/11/acuarelas-e-avoa-do-nobelo-branco.html' title='&quot;Acuarelas&quot; e &quot;Avoa do nobelo branco&quot;/ &quot;Watercolors&quot; and &quot;Grandmother of the white hair&quot;/ &quot;Akvarelės&quot; ir &quot;Močiutė siūlų kamuoliuko plaukais&quot;'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SvB4LxGHr-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/9xIx0kR5-gA/s72-c/avoa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7009451741569822132</id><published>2009-10-27T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T04:40:38.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signos de Zodiaco: Aire/Zodiac Signs:Air/Zodiako Ženklai:Oras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SubcGEIfkXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/LeFPwN4BXw0/s1600-h/oras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SubcGEIfkXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/LeFPwN4BXw0/s400/oras.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397243200196809074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy haciendo la serie de Signos de Zodiaco y esos son los Signos de Aire: Géminis, Libra y Acuario. Esta serie está disponible en mi tienda Etsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Géminis - a veces soy uno, a veces soy dos, soy un eterno adolescente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra - en todas las cosas de la vida hay una balanza, solo hay que saber como encontrarla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acuario - soy como el agua: activo, rebelde y independiente.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am doing the serie of Signs of Zodiac and here are the Air signs: Gemini, Libra and Aquarius.&lt;br /&gt;This serie is available in my Etsy Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini - somethimes I am one, but somethimes - two, I am an eternal teenager!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra - everywhere exists a balance, only You need to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius - I am like a Water: active, rebel and independent.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Šiuo metu kuriu Zodiako Ženklų Seriją ir čia galite pamatyti- Oro Ženklus: Dvynius, Svarstykles ir Vandenį. Jau šią seriją galite surasti mano Etsy parduotuvėje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dvyniai - kartais esu vienas, o kartais - du. Aš amžinas paauglys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Svarstyklės - visur egzistuoja pusiausvyra, tereikia mokėti ją surasti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vandenis - esu kaip Vanduo: aktyvus, judrus ir nepriklausomas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7009451741569822132?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7009451741569822132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7009451741569822132' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7009451741569822132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7009451741569822132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/10/signos-de-zodiaco-airezodiac.html' title='Signos de Zodiaco: Aire/Zodiac Signs:Air/Zodiako Ženklai:Oras'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SubcGEIfkXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/LeFPwN4BXw0/s72-c/oras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1475318772178758358</id><published>2009-10-22T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:26:05.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zodiac Boys - Earth/ Chicos Zodiaco - Tierra/Zodiako Berniukai - Žemė</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SuAzGKeaChI/AAAAAAAAAcI/NwmyV2iqMPw/s1600-h/tierra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SuAzGKeaChI/AAAAAAAAAcI/NwmyV2iqMPw/s400/tierra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395368534573976082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy haciendo la serie de Signos de Zodiaco y esos son los Signos de Tierra: Tauro, Virgo y Capricornio. Esta serie pronto está disponible en mi tienda Etsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tauro - soy muy realista, la tierra - es mi terreno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo - me gustan los detalles, si todo sale perfecto, estoy felíz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricornio - soy tranquilo, me gusta pensar y analizar.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am doing the serie of Signs of Zodiac and here are the Earth signs: Taurus, Capricorn and Virgo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This serie is already in my Etsy Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus - I like realism, the earth - is my place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo - I love details and I am very happy if everything goes perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn - I am calm, I love thinking and analising.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Šiuo metu kuriu Zodiako Ženklų Seriją ir čia galite pamatyti- Žemės Ženklus: Jautį, Mergelę ir Ožiaragį. Jau šią seriją galite surasti mano Etsy parduotuvėje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jautis - man patinka realus dalykai, žemė - mano sritis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mergelė - mėgstu detales ir esu labai laimingas, jei viskas pavyksta idealiai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ožiaragis- man patinka ramybė, mėgstu analizuoti ir mąstyti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1475318772178758358?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1475318772178758358/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1475318772178758358' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1475318772178758358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1475318772178758358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/10/zodiac-boys-earth-chicos-zodiaco.html' title='Zodiac Boys - Earth/ Chicos Zodiaco - Tierra/Zodiako Berniukai - Žemė'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SuAzGKeaChI/AAAAAAAAAcI/NwmyV2iqMPw/s72-c/tierra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-6715170802391845599</id><published>2009-10-12T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T04:03:58.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zodiac Boys - Water/Chicos Zodiaco - Agua/ Zodiako Berniukai - Vanduo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/StMMd4cfweI/AAAAAAAAAcA/p0IsOhP8CaU/s1600-h/agua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/StMMd4cfweI/AAAAAAAAAcA/p0IsOhP8CaU/s400/agua.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391666886400262626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Chicos Zodiaco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cáncer - si todos van hacía la derecha, yo prefiero ir en la dirección contraria. Seguro que allí es dónde se esconden todos los tesoros y los voy a encontrar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escorpio - Soy intenso y admirable, pero cuidado, que también puedo picarte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piscis - sueño y a veces no me entienden y no me extraña - las cosas en la tierra y en el água son totalmente diferentes!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Boys!&lt;br /&gt;This serie soon will be available in my Etsy Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer - if they all go to the right, I prefer going in the opposite direction. Sure that I will find beautiful treasuries this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio - I am intense and admirable, but be aware, I also can bite you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces - I like to dream and sometimes they do not understand me and it´s not very surprising - the things in the land and in the water seems to be totally different!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Zodiako Berniukai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vėžys - jei visi eina į dešinę, aš noriu eiti priešinga kryptimi. Esu tikras, kad ten slepiasi nuostabūs lobiai ir aš juos surasiu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skorpionas - esu intensyvus ir žavingas, bet atsargiai - taip pat galiu įgelti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Žuvys - man patinka svajoti, bet dažnai esu nesuprastas. Ir tai nieko keisto - žemėje ir vandenyje viskas atrodo visiškai skirtingai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6715170802391845599?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6715170802391845599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6715170802391845599' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6715170802391845599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6715170802391845599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/10/zodiac-boys-waterchicos-zodiaco-agua.html' title='Zodiac Boys - Water/Chicos Zodiaco - Agua/ Zodiako Berniukai - Vanduo'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/StMMd4cfweI/AAAAAAAAAcA/p0IsOhP8CaU/s72-c/agua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-9159513327667761081</id><published>2009-10-01T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T03:19:54.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor propio/Self Loving/Savimeilė</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SsSCIM2rQrI/AAAAAAAAAb4/XVBgU8dAOh8/s1600-h/savimeile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SsSCIM2rQrI/AAAAAAAAAb4/XVBgU8dAOh8/s400/savimeile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387574131643073202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me puse zapatos que tanto me gustan&lt;br /&gt;La falda que canta, con cada paso que doy&lt;br /&gt;Mi pelo es suave, recien peinadito!&lt;br /&gt;Quien sabe, quien sabe, !?a dónde voy hoy!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me miran los chicos, me guiñan el ojo&lt;br /&gt;Sonrió...sonrojo...y canto canción&lt;br /&gt;"quererse un poco es tan divertido,&lt;br /&gt;porom pom pom pom - pom pom pom pomporom!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I put on my favorite shoes&lt;br /&gt;My skirt whitch is singing with every step that I take&lt;br /&gt;My hair is so soft - it´s just newly brushed&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, who knows where I will go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys are looking at me and winking an eye&lt;br /&gt;I am smiling...and blushing and singing a song:&lt;br /&gt;" self loving a little is so so soo funny,&lt;br /&gt;paray ra ra ray, ra ra ra ra ra ray!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Užsidėjau mylimiausius batus,&lt;br /&gt;sijoną, kuris skamba, kai žingsnį žengiu&lt;br /&gt;Plaukai sušukuoti ir švelnūs labai&lt;br /&gt;Kas žino kur šiandien as eisiu, vaikai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berniukai vis žiūri ir akį man merkia&lt;br /&gt;šypsausi išraudus ir dainą dainuoju:&lt;br /&gt;"mylėti save juk taip taip taaaip linksma,&lt;br /&gt;la lai la la laila, la lai la la la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-9159513327667761081?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/9159513327667761081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=9159513327667761081' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/9159513327667761081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/9159513327667761081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/10/amor-propioself-lovingsavimeile.html' title='Amor propio/Self Loving/Savimeilė'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SsSCIM2rQrI/AAAAAAAAAb4/XVBgU8dAOh8/s72-c/savimeile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-963633583925918265</id><published>2009-09-28T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:43:47.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zodiac Boys - Fire/Chicos Zodiaco - Fuego/ Zodiako Berniukai - Ugnis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SsC9h8Jn6wI/AAAAAAAAAbw/bn-b3FyOr6U/s1600-h/fuego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SsC9h8Jn6wI/AAAAAAAAAbw/bn-b3FyOr6U/s400/fuego.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386513545114938114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Chicos Zodiaco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo - tengo temperamento, soy el Rey de la jungla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagitario - soy libre y aventurero - no me gusta cazar siempre en el mismo bosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries - puedo ser suave como una ovejita, pero también intenso como el fuego!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Boys!&lt;br /&gt;This serie soon will be available in my Etsy Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo - I have temperament, I am a King of the Jungle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagitarius - I am free and adventurer - I don´t like to hunt always in the same Forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries - I can be like a soft sheep, but also so intense like a fire!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Zodiako Berniukai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liūtas - esu temperamentingas, aš - Džiunglių karalius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Šaulys - esu laisvas ir man patinka nuotykiai, nemėgstu medžioti vis tame pačiame miške.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avinas - galiu buti švelnus kaip avytė ir intensyvus kaip ugnis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-963633583925918265?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/963633583925918265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=963633583925918265' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/963633583925918265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/963633583925918265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/09/zodiac-boys-firechicos-zodiaco-fuego.html' title='Zodiac Boys - Fire/Chicos Zodiaco - Fuego/ Zodiako Berniukai - Ugnis'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SsC9h8Jn6wI/AAAAAAAAAbw/bn-b3FyOr6U/s72-c/fuego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1133027250905331570</id><published>2009-09-16T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:49:34.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sol y Amigos/ Sun and Friends/ Saulė ir Draugai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SrElEnWOHuI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ediPNfYZOOk/s1600-h/sol+y+amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SrElEnWOHuI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ediPNfYZOOk/s400/sol+y+amigos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382123790896340706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si hay Sol, casi siempre aparecen Amigos &lt;br /&gt;Pero...y si llueve..? vendrán?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si hay Chipirones, seguro que hay Cena&lt;br /&gt;Pero y si solo hay sardinas? Donde estarán los chipirones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tengo Pantalones, muy probable que tengan Bolsillos&lt;br /&gt;Pero y si no los tienen? Donde esconderé mis secretos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si traes Gafas, es que quieres ser Guapo,&lt;br /&gt;Pero si no las tienes, no creo que seas feo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-le gustaba pensar a Rodolfus mientras su amigo Alfonso leía un libro  muy interesante de ciencias. !Cuantas cosas por descubrir, cuando estás tumbado al Sol con tus Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;If the Sun is shining, I am sure muy Friends will come&lt;br /&gt;But..? And if it is raining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are Squids, there will be the Dinner&lt;br /&gt;But what happens if there are only sardines? Where will be the squids? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have Trousers, there must be Pockets&lt;br /&gt;But if there are not? Where will I hide my secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You come with glasses, You want to be Handsome&lt;br /&gt;But if You don´t have it, you are not ugly, aren´t You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- liked to think Rofolfus while his friend Alfonso was reading a very interesting book about cience. !There are so many things to find out, when you are sitting with your Friends at the Sun!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Jeigu šviečia Saulė, tikriausiai ateis Draugai,&lt;br /&gt;O kaip bus...jeigu lyja? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jei yra Lašišų, greičiausiai, kad bus Vakarienė&lt;br /&gt;O kas jei yra tik sardinų? Kur tada dings lašišos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeigu aš turiu Kelnes, greičiausiai jos turi Kišenes,&lt;br /&gt;O jeigu neturi? Kur aš tada slėpsiu savo didžiausias paslaptis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jei tu atėjai su Akiniais, tikriausiai nori buti Gražus,&lt;br /&gt;Bet juk jei be akinių, tu nesi baisuolis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mėgdavo mastyti Rodolfus, kol jo draugas Alfonso skaitydavo labai įdomią knygą apie mokslą. Ah, yra tiek daug dalykų apie kuriuos galvoti, kol guli su Draugais Saulėje!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1133027250905331570?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1133027250905331570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1133027250905331570' title='15 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1133027250905331570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1133027250905331570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/09/sol-y-amigos-sun-and-friends-saule-ir.html' title='Sol y Amigos/ Sun and Friends/ Saulė ir Draugai'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SrElEnWOHuI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ediPNfYZOOk/s72-c/sol+y+amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8240399710052896102</id><published>2009-08-27T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T03:21:59.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>para Boogie/ for Boogie/ Boogiui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SpZeJ2UIZSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/6EKPf9jAr28/s1600-h/Boogie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SpZeJ2UIZSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/6EKPf9jAr28/s400/Boogie3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374586728605050146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adíos mi amigo con la naríz de forma de corazón,&lt;br /&gt;que allí donde estes puedas caminar con tus patitas de osito,&lt;br /&gt;y encuentres la paz, unos valles bonitos y las caricias de suave brisa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te voy a echar mucho de menos...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Bye my friend with the nose of the form of the heart,&lt;br /&gt;I wish, in the place you are, you can walk with your bear´s legs,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you will find the peace, beautiful fields and the caresses of the soft breeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you a lot...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Iki mano drauge širdies formos nosimi,&lt;br /&gt;tikiu, kad ten kur esi, galėsi vaikščioti savo minkštomis kaip meškiuko letenėlėmis,&lt;br /&gt;kad atrasi ramybę, gražius laukus ir švelnų vėjo kutenimą...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man tavęs labai trūks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8240399710052896102?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8240399710052896102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8240399710052896102' title='14 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8240399710052896102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8240399710052896102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/08/para-boogie-for-boogie-boogiui.html' title='para Boogie/ for Boogie/ Boogiui'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SpZeJ2UIZSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/6EKPf9jAr28/s72-c/Boogie3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4580112113905583935</id><published>2009-08-06T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:37:34.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi nube/ My Cloud/ Mano debesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SnsUfBocWDI/AAAAAAAAAas/EWy9R__DuMw/s1600-h/nube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SnsUfBocWDI/AAAAAAAAAas/EWy9R__DuMw/s400/nube.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366905904188643378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si me enfado - es porque tengo una nube encima de mi cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;Y si no te contesto - es porque mi nube no me deja.&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría dejarla abandonada en la orilla del río.&lt;br /&gt;Pero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nube es pequeñita y muy suave, como el pelo de mi gato&lt;br /&gt;como la barriguita de un ratoncito&lt;br /&gt;como la lluvia de gotas pequeñas, que canta en mi ventana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le hablo muy a menudo y le acaricio los bordes&lt;br /&gt;- Porque me sigues a todas partes? Porque me enfadas con todo el mundo?&lt;br /&gt;Pero ella nunca contesta, solamente se ríe a escondidas&lt;br /&gt;mirando desde arriba y yo - tan pequeñita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seguro que algún día me pongo mi pijama de colores&lt;br /&gt;y salgo a la calle y me atrevo a dejarla en un banco recién pintado.&lt;br /&gt;- Se aburrirá sin mí? - me preguntó. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ai nubecita, dejame tranquilita!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;If I am angry - that´s because I have my cloud up on my head.&lt;br /&gt;And if don´t respond you - is because my cloud don´t let me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could leave him abandonated...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cloud is very small and soft, like my cat...&lt;br /&gt;like a belly of a tiny mouse...&lt;br /&gt;like a little raindrops singing on my window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I speak with him while stroking the borders&lt;br /&gt;- Tell me, why are you following me everywhere? Why you make me angry with a whole world?&lt;br /&gt;But he never contests. Only smiles looking at me from above...&lt;br /&gt;And I am so small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure, that one day, I will put my favorite pijama on&lt;br /&gt;and leave him on a newly painted bench&lt;br /&gt;- Will he miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, little cloud, please leave me calm!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Jeigu supykstu - tai tik dėl to, kad virš savo galvos turiu debesį.&lt;br /&gt;Ir jei tau neatsakau - tai dėl to, kad jis man neleidžia.&lt;br /&gt;Aš norėciau jį palikti kur nors paupy..&lt;br /&gt;Bet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mano debesis - mažas ir minkštas - kaip mano katino kailis&lt;br /&gt;Kaip mažo peliuko pilvelis&lt;br /&gt;kaip smulkūs lietaus lašai šokantys ant mano palangės...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aš dažnai su juo kalbu ir klausiu:&lt;br /&gt;Kodėl tu mane visur sekioji? Kodėl mane supykdai su visu pasauliu?&lt;br /&gt;Bet jis nieko neatsako...tik slaptai šypsosi ir žiūri į mane iš aukšto&lt;br /&gt;O aš tokia maža...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Žinau, kad vieną dieną, užsidėsiu savo mylimą pižamą&lt;br /&gt;Ir išbėgusi i gatvę paliksiu jį ant naujai dažyto suolelio&lt;br /&gt;- Jis liūdės be manęs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ai, debesėli, palik mane ramybėlej!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4580112113905583935?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4580112113905583935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4580112113905583935' title='18 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4580112113905583935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4580112113905583935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/08/mi-nube-my-cloud-mano-debesis.html' title='Mi nube/ My Cloud/ Mano debesis'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SnsUfBocWDI/AAAAAAAAAas/EWy9R__DuMw/s72-c/nube.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-6161912880066948606</id><published>2009-07-20T03:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:01:19.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tango - Illustration Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SmROa2A5lII/AAAAAAAAAaM/tPbf4BP4aWw/s1600-h/tango2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SmROa2A5lII/AAAAAAAAAaM/tPbf4BP4aWw/s400/tango2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360495679560586370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi aportación para Illustration Friday - Tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si yo bailase tango, sería un Domingo de lluvia..&lt;br /&gt;Me olvidaría de todo y todo se olvidaría de mí...&lt;br /&gt;Quizás, mi tango no sería perfecto, pero lo disfrutaría..&lt;br /&gt;Porque una mañana de Domingo es ideal para atreverse...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The illustration for this weeks Illustration Friday - Tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I dance tango, it would be rainy Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;I would forget about everything and everything would forget about me...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, my tango would not be perfect, but how I would enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;Because...a Sunday morning is ideal for daring...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Mano iliustracija šios savaitės Illustration Friday - Tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jei aš šokčiau tango, tai būtų lietingas Sekmadienis...&lt;br /&gt;Aš pamirščiau viską ir viskas pamirštų mane...&lt;br /&gt;Galbūt, mano tango nebūtų nepriekaištingas, bet aš puikiai jausčiausi...&lt;br /&gt;Nes..Sekmadienio rytas yra idealus ka nors pabandyti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6161912880066948606?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6161912880066948606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6161912880066948606' title='22 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6161912880066948606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6161912880066948606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/07/tango-illustration-friday.html' title='Tango - Illustration Friday'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SmROa2A5lII/AAAAAAAAAaM/tPbf4BP4aWw/s72-c/tango2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4046975953274503617</id><published>2009-07-15T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:55:07.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A avoa do nobelo Branco" / The Grandmother of the White Hair/ Močiutė siūlų kamuoliuko plaukais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sl209dP_aPI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ja72p23Uvbw/s1600-h/avoa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sl209dP_aPI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ja72p23Uvbw/s400/avoa2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358638099557476594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sl20nh00pQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/edw4C1pBGSA/s1600-h/avoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sl20nh00pQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/edw4C1pBGSA/s400/avoa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637722828580098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya me ha llegado el libro que he ilustrado para editorial &lt;a href="http://www.baiaedicions.net/wiki/"&gt;Baia.&lt;/a&gt; Una historia muy bonita sobre una de esas abuelas, que queremos tanto, pero tienen que irse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto: Paco López Barxas&lt;br /&gt;Ilustraciones: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;Link: http://www.baiaedicions.net/libros/read.php?libro_id=443&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I have already got my book I had ilustrated for the publishing house &lt;a href="http://www.baiaedicions.net/wiki/"&gt;Baia.&lt;/a&gt; A beautiful story about the grandmother we love so much, but one day she is gone..and we feel very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto: Paco López Barxas&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;Link: http://www.baiaedicions.net/libros/read.php?libro_id=443&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Štai ir sulaukiau knygos, kurią nesenai ilustravau leidyklai &lt;a href="http://www.baiaedicions.net/wiki/"&gt;Baia.&lt;/a&gt; Tai graži istorija apie močiutę, kurią mes taip mylime, bet viena dieną ji turi išeiti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tekstas: Paco López Barxas&lt;br /&gt;Iliustracijos: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;Nuoroda: http://www.baiaedicions.net/libros/read.php?libro_id=443&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4046975953274503617?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4046975953274503617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4046975953274503617' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4046975953274503617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4046975953274503617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/07/avoa-do-nobelo-branco-grandmother-of.html' title='&quot;A avoa do nobelo Branco&quot; / The Grandmother of the White Hair/ Močiutė siūlų kamuoliuko plaukais'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sl209dP_aPI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ja72p23Uvbw/s72-c/avoa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8955136004482727734</id><published>2009-07-05T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:30:38.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Limpieza Espiritual/Spiritual cleanliness/Dvasios apsivalymas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SlCq38K_hEI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ewoMIT40FtI/s1600-h/limpieza.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SlCq38K_hEI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ewoMIT40FtI/s400/limpieza.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354967834965279810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchas veces he pensado: porque los animales no necesitan limpieza espiritual, ni terapias, ni psicólogos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque son felices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y creo que la mejor limpieza espiritual es acariciar lentamente el pelo suave de un perro, hablar con un gato callejero o contarle a una gaviota, que a ti también te gustaría tener unas alas como tiene ella. Quizás desde un cielo azul, todo esto, tan terrenal y complicado, parecería mucho más fácil..y mucho más simple. &lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Many times, I was thinking: why animals don´t need spiritual cleanliness, nor therapies, nor psychologists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that the best spiritual cleanliness is to caress slowly the soft hair of a dog, to speak with a street cat or to tell to a gull, that to you also would like to have a few wings as he has. Probably from a blue sky, all that, earthly and complicated, would seem to be much easier .. and much simpler.  &lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ne kartą, esu susimąsčiusi: Kodėl gyvūnams nereikalingas dvasios apsivalymas, terapijos nei psichologai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nes gyvūnai yra laimingi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ir manau, kad geriausias dvasios apsivalymas yra švelniai paglostyti šunį, pakalbėti su laukine kate ar papsakoti praskrendančiai žuvėdrai, kad tu taip pat norėtum turėti sparnus... Galbūt, pakilus aukštai, iš mėlyno dangaus, viskas kas mums kasdien taip rūpi ir slegia, pasirodytų žymiai lengviau nei yra...ir žymiai paprasčiau nei dažnai atrodo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8955136004482727734?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8955136004482727734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8955136004482727734' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8955136004482727734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8955136004482727734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/07/limpieza-espiritualspiritual.html' title='Limpieza Espiritual/Spiritual cleanliness/Dvasios apsivalymas'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SlCq38K_hEI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ewoMIT40FtI/s72-c/limpieza.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-5479198726884273133</id><published>2009-06-24T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T03:36:38.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistas con Corazón para Claudia/Artistas con Corazón Claudiai/Artistas con Corazón for Claudia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SkH_-z0kuRI/AAAAAAAAAZc/oOaP1IZwdK8/s1600-h/artistascorazon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SkH_-z0kuRI/AAAAAAAAAZc/oOaP1IZwdK8/s400/artistascorazon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350839286820550930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta es mi aportación para &lt;a href="http://artistasconcorazon.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Artistas con Corazón"&lt;/a&gt; de este año, que tiene el homenaje a mi amiga &lt;a href="http://mundogominola.blogspot.com/"&gt;Claudia Moya - Mundogominola&lt;/a&gt; y para mi es muy especial. Espero que te guste Clau, estés donde estés!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces nacen unas niñas muy especiales. Unos ángeles en la tierra. No importa como se llaman ni el color de pelo que tienen. A veces son bajitas y otras veces – muy altas. Algunas tienen una sonrisa grande y otras – unos ojos tristes. Pero lo que siempre tienen – es un gran y frágil corazón…Para una niña muy especial, que se llama &lt;a href="http://helisengezer.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-is-my-daymundogominola.html"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces nacen gatos muy especiales. Unos son blancos y otros como unos tigres salvajes. No importa donde viven ni como se llaman. Lo que importan es que son portadores de sueños.Para un gato muy especial, que se llama &lt;a href="http://helisengezer.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-is-my-daymundogominola.html"&gt;Wish&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la tercera foto: la aportación de &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5935870&amp;ga_search_query=intres&amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt;Intres (María)&lt;/a&gt;: precioso arból y una casita para princesas especiales :)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This one is my contribution for &lt;a href="http://artistasconcorazon.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Artists with Heart" &lt;/a&gt;of this year, which has the honoring to my friend &lt;a href="http://mundogominola.blogspot.com/"&gt;Claudia Moya - Mundogominola&lt;/a&gt; and for me it is a very special event. I hope that you like Clau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a very special girls are born. True angels in the land. And doesn´t matter the name they have or the color of their hair. Sometimes these girls are little and other times - very high. Some of them have a big smile and others - a very sad eyes. But what always they have - is a great and fragile heart … For a very special girl, who is called &lt;a href="http://helisengezer.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-is-my-daymundogominola.html"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes very special cats are born. Some are white and and others - like a wild tigers. And doesn´t matter where they live or the name they have. What really is important that they are carriers of dreams. For a very special cat, which is called &lt;a href="http://helisengezer.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-is-my-daymundogominola.html"&gt;Wish&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the third photo: the beautiful tree and a house for special princess from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5935870&amp;ga_search_query=intres&amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt;Intres (María).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Tai mano indėlis į šių metų &lt;a href="http://artistasconcorazon.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Artistai su Širdimi"&lt;/a&gt;, skirta mano draugei &lt;a href="http://mundogominola.blogspot.com/"&gt;Claudijai Moya - Mundogominola&lt;/a&gt;, paminėti. Tikiuosi, kad tau patiks, Claudia, kur tu bebūtum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kartais gimsta labai ypatingos mergaitės. Tikri angelai žemėje. Visai nesvarbu kuo jos vardu ar kokios spalvos jų plaukai. Kai kurios jos - labai mažutės, o kitos - labai aukštos. Ir svarbiausia - kad visos jos turi jautrią ir didelę širdį... Skirta ypatingai mergaitei, vardu &lt;a href="http://helisengezer.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-is-my-daymundogominola.html"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kartais gimsta labai ypatingi katinai. Kai kurie būna balti, o kiti raini kaip tigrai. Visiškai nesvarbu kuo jie vardu ar kur jie gyvena. Kas iš tikrųjų svarbu - tai, kad jie yra svajonių nešiotojai... Skirta ypatingam katinui, vardu &lt;a href="http://helisengezer.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-is-my-daymundogominola.html"&gt;Wish&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trečioje nuotraukoje: medis ir nuostabi pilis specialioms princesėms iš &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5935870&amp;ga_search_query=intres&amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt;Intres (María).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-5479198726884273133?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5479198726884273133/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=5479198726884273133' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5479198726884273133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5479198726884273133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/06/esta-es-mi-aportacion-para-artistas-con.html' title='Artistas con Corazón para Claudia/Artistas con Corazón Claudiai/Artistas con Corazón for Claudia'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SkH_-z0kuRI/AAAAAAAAAZc/oOaP1IZwdK8/s72-c/artistascorazon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1277501432313162676</id><published>2009-06-16T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:19:26.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anele y Grumo/Anele and Grumo/ Anelė ir Grumas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SjgPJxnoSUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/v1np_VCI6MA/s1600-h/Anele1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SjgPJxnoSUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/v1np_VCI6MA/s400/Anele1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348041218115258690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Un, dos tres - tengo la cola de Pez - cantaba por las mañanas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anele&lt;/span&gt; y se reía cada vez cuando se lo imaginaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que un martes de mes de junio se levantó con una cola de pez. Negra, bonita y grande.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Que cosa tan extraña...estaré soñando? - se pregunto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anele&lt;/span&gt; a si misma. Pero que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;va&lt;/span&gt; - estaba más que despierta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Anele&lt;/span&gt; intentó salir de la cama, pero la cola pesaba mucho y no pudo hacerlo hasta que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dio&lt;/span&gt; media vuelta y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vio&lt;/span&gt; a su pez Grumo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;riéndose&lt;/span&gt; a carcajadas. Grumo estaba sentado encima de un libro y tenía dos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pies&lt;/span&gt; en vez de cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Grumooo&lt;/span&gt;! - tienes dos pies - gritó &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Anele&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aneleee&lt;/span&gt;! - y tú tienes una cola de pez! - le contestó Grumo todo contento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No me hace ninguna gracia - se enfadó &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Anele&lt;/span&gt;. - no podré jamás salir de mi cuarto con esta cola tan pesada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt;, no nos pongamos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;histéricos&lt;/span&gt;. Una pez dentro de un recipiente con agua - es normal y una niña dentro de cuarto ya es la sensación?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pues sí! A los peces os encanta estar así, os damos de comer y os ponemos nombre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bueno..es lo que tu piensas. Pero para los peces estar en un espacio tan pequeño y sin Mar es tan duro como para una niña estar sin salir de su habitación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Anele&lt;/span&gt; sonrojó un poco, porque nunca pensó que su pez Grumo era &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;infeliz&lt;/span&gt;. Y que para el tener un nombre propio no era tan importante como ver el Mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Si yo pudiese...te soltaría al Mar, Grumo. Pero con esta cola dudo que pueda salir de la habitación..- dijo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Anele&lt;/span&gt; y de repente se despertó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaba en la cama, con su pijama favorito. Al lado, en su recipiente, estaba su pez Grumo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Que vas a hacer hoy - preguntó entrando a la habitación la madre de Anele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ir a ver el Mar! - guiñó el ojo a Grumo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Anele&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque los tratos son los tratos.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;One, two three - I have the tail of  a Fish- Anele was singing all the mornings  and was laughing every time while she was imagining it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until...one Tuesday of June she woke up with a tail of a fish. Black, nice and big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It´s so strange ... Am I be dreaming? - thought Anele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anele tried to go out of the bed, but the tail was weighing very much so she could not do it.. She has moved her face and suddenly saw to her fish Grume, laughing heartily. Grume was sitting on a book and had two feet instead of a tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Grumooo! - you have two feet! - shouted Anele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Aneleee! - and you have a tail of a fish! - answered quite satisfied Grume to Anele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It´s not so funny! - Anele got angry. - I will never be able to go out of my room with this  heavy tail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, ah, ah, let's not become hysterical. A fish inside a container with water - is normal and a girl inside a room already is the sensation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Of course! Fishes like this, and we feed you and we put you a cute name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Well .. it is what you think. But for the fish to be in such a small space and without Sea is so hard as for a girl to be without going out of her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anele blushed a bit, because she never thought that  Grume was unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If I only could ... would let  you go to the Sea, Grume. But with this tail I doubt that I cand go out of the room ..-Anele said and suddenly she woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anele was in the bed, with her favorite pijamas. She looked at her fish Grume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What are you going to do today, darling? - her mother entered the room and asked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I will go to see the Sea! - winked the eye to Grume, Anele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the deals are the deals.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Viens, du trys - aš turiu žuvies uodegą! - dainuodavo rytais Anelė ir smagiai juokdavosi kai tik pabandydavo tai įsivaizduoti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kol vieną liepos antradienio rytą...pabudo su žuvies uodega vietoj kojų. Juoda, gražia ir didele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kaip keista! Gal sapnuoju? - pamanė Anelė. Bet kurgi! Jautėsi žvalesnė nei niekad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anelė pabandė atsistoti iš lovos, bet uodega tiek daug svėre, kad niekaip negalėjo jos pakelti. Pabandė pasisukti, kol žvilgsnis užkliuvo už jos žuviuko Grumo. Grumas sėdėjo ant knygos, vietoj uodegos smagiai judino mažas kojytes ir smagiai juokėsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Grumaaaaai! Tu turi dvi kojas! - sušuko Anelė.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aneleeee! O tu žuvies uodegą! - linksmai atšovė Grumas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Man tai visai nejuokinga - supyko Anelė. - Dabar niekada negalėsiu išeiti iš savo kambario su šita nelemta uodega!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oi oi oi, jau tik nesiimkim isterijų. Žuvis uždaryta akvariume - normalus dalykas, o mergaitė uždaryta kambaryje - jau sensacija! - tarė Grumas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Taip, sensacija! - net neabejodama atšovė Anele. Be to, mes žuvis maitiname ir joms duodame net vardą.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aha..vardą! Bet tu nežinai, kad žuvims būti be Jūros yra taip pat sunku kaip mergaitei, negalėti išeiti iš kambario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anelė paraudo kaip burokas. Ji iš tiesų, niekada nesusimastė, kad jos žuviukas Grumas buvo toks nelaimingas. Ir kad jam galėti gyventi Jūroje buvo žymiai svarbiau nei turėti vardą.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jei tik galėčiau, aš tave paleisčiau i Jūrą...Bet su šita uodega, nemanau, kad galėčiau bent iš lovos atsikelt...- tarė Anelė ir staiga pabudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamatė, kad guli lovoje, apsivilkus savo mėgstamiausią pižamą. Ant stalelio, šalia lovos, akvariume plaukiojo žuviukas Grumas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ką šiandien veiksi, Anele? - staiga įėjo į kambarį Anelės mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eisiu prie jūros! - pamerkė akį Grumui Anelė ir plačiai nusišypsojo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nes pažadas yra pažadas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1277501432313162676?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1277501432313162676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1277501432313162676' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1277501432313162676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1277501432313162676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/06/anele-y-grumo.html' title='Anele y Grumo/Anele and Grumo/ Anelė ir Grumas'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SjgPJxnoSUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/v1np_VCI6MA/s72-c/Anele1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-969124720493094888</id><published>2009-06-05T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:48:17.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craving/Antojo/Užgaida - Illustration Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sik9tjnDdMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bTep1WZOj10/s1600-h/carving2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sik9tjnDdMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bTep1WZOj10/s400/carving2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343870285714257090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Un antojo por cada Viernes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/linkviewer.html"&gt;Illustration Friday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;One craving for every Friday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/linkviewer.html"&gt;Illustration Friday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Viena užgaida kiekvieną Penktadienį :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skirta &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/linkviewer.html"&gt;Illustration Friday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-969124720493094888?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/969124720493094888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=969124720493094888' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/969124720493094888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/969124720493094888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/06/carvingantojouzgaida-illustration.html' title='Craving/Antojo/Užgaida - Illustration Friday'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sik9tjnDdMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bTep1WZOj10/s72-c/carving2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-6345182868597400297</id><published>2009-06-02T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T06:02:59.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinco Hermanos/ Five Brothers/Penki Broliai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SiUi9mczlXI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0QQHC1snM_U/s1600-h/gatriushkos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SiUi9mczlXI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0QQHC1snM_U/s400/gatriushkos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342714974633694578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;En un cuento blanco y negro, vivían cinco gatos hermanos: cuatro negros y un blanco. Todos eran muy tranquilos y les gustaba dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando dormían, veían muchos colores, bonitos lugares y oían canciones hermosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ah&lt;/span&gt;...la vida de gatos es tan divertida.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; tale, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lived&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;five&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;brothers&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;quiet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;colors&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;places&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;hear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Ah&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt;´s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Juodai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;baltoje&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;pasakoje&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;gyveno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;penki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;broliai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;katinai&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;keturi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;juodi&lt;/span&gt; ir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;vienas&lt;/span&gt; baltas. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Visi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;buvo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;labai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;ramūs&lt;/span&gt; ir mėgo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;miegoti&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Miegodami&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;sapnavo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;spalvotus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;sapnus&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;gražias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;vietas&lt;/span&gt; ir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;klausėsi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;nuostabių&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;dainų&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;Juk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;katinų&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;gyvenimas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;toks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;smagus&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6345182868597400297?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6345182868597400297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6345182868597400297' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6345182868597400297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6345182868597400297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/06/cinco-hermanos-five-brotherspenki.html' title='Cinco Hermanos/ Five Brothers/Penki Broliai'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SiUi9mczlXI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0QQHC1snM_U/s72-c/gatriushkos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1380051885161741512</id><published>2009-05-15T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:06:53.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>País de las Maravillas/Stebuklų Šalis/Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sg3naiefLGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AkAx1HWtCwo/s1600-h/1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sg3naiefLGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AkAx1HWtCwo/s400/1d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336175576621198434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tenemos todos nuestro propio País de las Maravillas? - un día preguntó Alicia al conejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Definidamente&lt;/span&gt;! - le contestó el conejo sonriendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero Alicia, se quedó pensando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Y si lo tenemos todos, entonces porque no lo buscamos a nuestro País de las Maravillas y si tan maravilloso es, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deberíamos&lt;/span&gt; dedicar nuestra vida a buscarlo sin cesar...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;deberíamos&lt;/span&gt; ser felices solamente por el hecho de que existe, porque allí seguramente solo pasan cosas bonitas. Y lo más importante - pensó Alicia- es como encontrarlo. COMO y dónde. Y si nunca lo encuentras? - los pensamientos se le enredaron como su pelo hasta que le empezó a doler la cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tu misma eres tu propio País de Maravillas - dijo el conejo y se escondió en el bolsillo del vestido de Alicia y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;siguió&lt;/span&gt; pensando el porque las niñas son tan preguntonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que pena que yo de pequeña no tuve un conejo en el bolsillo para decirme esa cosa tan importante, de que..." Tu misma eres tu propio País de Maravillas".&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;- Manai, kad mes visi turim savo Stebuklų Šalį? - paklausė vieną dieną Alisa kiškio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be jokios abejonės! - jai atsakė kiškis ir šyptelėjo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet Alisa vis dar mąste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jei iš tikrųjų kiekvienas iš mūsų turime Stebuklų Šalį, kodėl tada jos neieškome? Kodėl nepaskiriame savo gyvenimo, tam kad ją surastume...ir galetumėm jaustis laimingi tik dėl to, kad žinotumėm, jog tokia šalis egzistuoja. Bet kur ir KAIP jos ieškoti? O jei jos niekaip nesurasim?!! - mintys Alisai susipynė visai kaip jos plaukai ir netgi šiek tiek įsisikaudėjo galvą.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tu pati esi savo pačios Stebuklų Šalis - pasakė kiškis ir jaukiai įsitaisė mažoje Alisos suknelės kišenėlėje, galvodamas apie tai, kokios visgi "klausinėtojos" yra tos mergaitės...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaip gaila, kad kai buvau maža, neturėjau kiškio kišenėje - pagalvoju aš - kad man pasakytų tokią svarbią tiesą, kad ..."Tu pati esi savo pačios Stebuklų Šalis"&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Have we all our own Wonderland? - asked one day Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Definitely! - answered the rabbit to her smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Alice was still thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" And if we all have our Wonderland, why we are not searching for it and if it is so wonderful, we should dedicate our whole life to discover it ... we should be happy only for the fact that it exists, because I am sure that there only beautiful things happen. And the most important thing - thought Alicia - is HOW to  find it. How and where. And if you never find it? - Alice began to have a little headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You are your own Wonderland, Alice - said the rabbit and hid into the little pocket of Alicia's dress and continued thinking why the girls are so nosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pitty, that when  I  was a small girl I  did not had a rabbit in my pocket to say this so important thing to me, that... " I am my own Wonderland ".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1380051885161741512?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1380051885161741512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1380051885161741512' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1380051885161741512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1380051885161741512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/05/pais-de-las-maravillasstebuklu.html' title='País de las Maravillas/Stebuklų Šalis/Wonderland'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sg3naiefLGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AkAx1HWtCwo/s72-c/1d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8754584328060920100</id><published>2009-04-30T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:54:38.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkai/Para Linka/ For Linka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sfnz4q_9_XI/AAAAAAAAAX8/AahKPsLJOAU/s1600-h/Linka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sfnz4q_9_XI/AAAAAAAAAX8/AahKPsLJOAU/s400/Linka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330559788910509426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Linka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy aquí llueve. No podré salir a la calle a jugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krize&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Linka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Šiandien pas mus lyja. Negalėsiu išeiti i lauką.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krize&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Linka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today here it rains. I will not be able to go out to the street to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8754584328060920100?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8754584328060920100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8754584328060920100' title='13 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8754584328060920100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8754584328060920100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/04/linkaipara-linka-for-linka.html' title='Linkai/Para Linka/ For Linka'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sfnz4q_9_XI/AAAAAAAAAX8/AahKPsLJOAU/s72-c/Linka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7349455568255703906</id><published>2009-04-21T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:39:20.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signos de Zodiaco: Tierra /Signs of Zodiac: Earth / Zodiako Ženklai: Žemė</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Se4bf-gnl3I/AAAAAAAAAX0/o3tqI7gRKWk/s1600-h/tierra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Se4bf-gnl3I/AAAAAAAAAX0/o3tqI7gRKWk/s400/tierra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327225645395580786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estoy haciendo la serie de Signos de Zodiaco y esos son los Signos de Tierra: Tauro, Virgo y Capricornio. Esta serie pronto estará disponible en mi tienda &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tauro - soy muy realista, la tierra - es mi terreno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo - me gustan los detalles, si todo sale perfecto, estoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;felíz&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricornio - soy tranquilo, me gusta pensar y analizar.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am doing the serie of Signs of Zodiac and here  are the Earth signs: Taurus, Capricorn and Virgo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This serie soon will be available in my &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus - I like realism, the earth - is my place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo - I love details and I am very happy if everything goes perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn - I am calm, I love thinking and analising.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Šiuo metu kuriu Zodiako Ženklų Seriją ir čia galite pamatyti- Žemės Ženklus: Jautį, Mergelę ir Ožiaragį. Greitai šią seriją galėsite surasti mano &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; parduotuvėje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jautis - man patinka realus dalykai, žemė - mano sritis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mergelė - mėgstu detales ir esu labai laimingas, jei viskas pavyksta idealiai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ožiaragis- man patinka ramybė, mėgstu analizuoti ir mąstyti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7349455568255703906?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7349455568255703906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7349455568255703906' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7349455568255703906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7349455568255703906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/04/signos-de-zodiaco-tierra-signs-of.html' title='Signos de Zodiaco: Tierra /Signs of Zodiac: Earth / Zodiako Ženklai: Žemė'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Se4bf-gnl3I/AAAAAAAAAX0/o3tqI7gRKWk/s72-c/tierra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8161302888675640176</id><published>2009-04-02T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T07:47:23.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Acuarelas" por Rafa Villar/ Editorial Galaxia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SdTJOfw6h3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/FDMv3hbYjEs/s1600-h/acuarelas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SdTJOfw6h3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/FDMv3hbYjEs/s400/acuarelas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320098310713411442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya me ha llegado el libro, que he ilustrado el año pasado para la Editorial Galaxia. Es un libro de poemas de Rafa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Villar&lt;/span&gt; en gallego para niños de 8 años. He tratado de hacerlo muy gráfico y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nostálgico&lt;/span&gt; y usar la combinación de amarillo y negro y me gusta como ha quedado! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El libro lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;podéis&lt;/span&gt; encontrar aquí: &lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I have received the book I have illustrated for the Editor Galaxia. This is a poem book, written by Rafa Villar and dedicated to 8 years old  children. I intended to do it very graphical and nostalgic and to use the mix of yellow and black and I am very glad with the result! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find the book here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Šią savaitę man atejo knyga, kurią praėjusiais metais iliustravau Leidyklai Galaxia. Tai Rafa Villar eilėraščių, skirtų 8 metų vaikams knygelė. Kadangi turėjau pasirinkti tik dvi spalvas, nutariau, kad tai bus geltona ir juoda ir iliustracijas padariau nostalgiškas ir grafiškas, kaip ir patys eilėraščiai. Esu patenkinta galutiniu rezultatu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knygą galite rasti čia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158"&gt;http://www.editorialgalaxia.es/catalogo/libro.php?id_libro=0010960158&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8161302888675640176?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8161302888675640176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8161302888675640176' title='13 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8161302888675640176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8161302888675640176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/04/acuarelas-por-rafa-villar-editorial.html' title='&quot;Acuarelas&quot; por Rafa Villar/ Editorial Galaxia'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SdTJOfw6h3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/FDMv3hbYjEs/s72-c/acuarelas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-981645793615554982</id><published>2009-03-28T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:11:47.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signos de Zodiaco: Fuego /Signs of Zodiac: Fire / Zodiako Ženklai: Oras Ugnis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sc5owkN0B0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/stdwlO-knTQ/s1600-h/fuego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sc5owkN0B0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/stdwlO-knTQ/s400/fuego.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318303393535756098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy haciendo la serie de Signos de Zodiaco y esos son los Signos de Fuego: Leo, Sagitario y Aries. Esta serie pronto estará disponible en mi tienda &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo - tengo temperamento, soy el Rey de la jungla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagitario - soy libre y aventurero - no me gusta pasear siempre en el mismo bosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries - puedo ser suave como una &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ovejita&lt;/span&gt;, pero &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt; intenso como el fuego!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am doing the serie of Signs of Zodiac and here  are the Fire signs: Leo, Sagitarius and Aries.&lt;br /&gt;This serie soon will be available in my &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo - I have temperament, I am a King of the Jungle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagitarius - I am free and adventurer - I don´t like to walk always in the same Forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries - I can be like a soft sheep, but also so intense like a fire!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Šiuo metu kuriu Zodiako Ženklų Seriją ir čia galite pamatyti- Ugnies Ženklus: Liūta, Šaulį ir Aviną. Greitai šią seriją galėsite surasti mano &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; parduotuvėje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liūtas - esu temperamentingas, aš - Džiunglių karalius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Šaulys - esu laisvas ir man patinka nuotykiai, nemėgstu vaikščioti vis tame pačiame miške.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avinas - galiu buti švelnus kaip avytė ir intensyvus kaip ugnis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-981645793615554982?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/981645793615554982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=981645793615554982' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/981645793615554982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/981645793615554982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/signos-de-zodiaco-fuego-signs-of-zodiac.html' title='Signos de Zodiaco: Fuego /Signs of Zodiac: Fire / Zodiako Ženklai: Oras Ugnis'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sc5owkN0B0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/stdwlO-knTQ/s72-c/fuego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8286048845623981984</id><published>2009-03-27T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:46:23.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Una Mañana Perfecta /A Perfect Morning/ Idealus Rytas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sczy_6LN9cI/AAAAAAAAAXc/EiSPIpjV9e4/s1600-h/perfectmorning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sczy_6LN9cI/AAAAAAAAAXc/EiSPIpjV9e4/s400/perfectmorning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317892439779702210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...Una mañana cuando cantan los pájaros, cuando &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hueles&lt;/span&gt; el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aroma&lt;/span&gt; suave de flores en el jardín, cuando para desayunar te preparas tu zumo favorito, cuando te levantas y te sientes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt; de tener una profesión tan bonita y que a su vez, tuviste bastante fuerza y apoyo a decidir cambiar tu camino. Una mañana cuando oyes el timbre de tu puerta y el cartero te entrega un paquete y cuando lo abres - descubres unos verdaderos tesoros, cuando hace tiempo que nadie te regala una &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gominola&lt;/span&gt; y al recibirla solo sonríes como un niño.&lt;br /&gt;La mañana cuando todo es tranquilo y es viernes...y incluso tu perro está durmiendo tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cómodamente&lt;/span&gt;, que te dan ganas de besarle en las pequeñas orejas que tiene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, esas mañanas son únicas. Son unas mañanas perfectas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la foto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) el paquete de mi amiga &lt;a href="http://thepinkinuit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marta Chicote&lt;/a&gt;, que he recibido esta mañana. Menudo envoltorio tan bonito!&lt;br /&gt;2) dos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ilustraciones&lt;/span&gt; preciosas de Marta, os recomiendo visitar su&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.pinkinuit.etsy.com"&gt; tienda &lt;/a&gt;y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vereis&lt;/span&gt; un mundo Rosa, que os tiene preparado :)&lt;br /&gt;3) mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Boogie&lt;/span&gt;...durmiendo al sol.&lt;br /&gt;4) mi estudio de trabajo, donde rodeada de cosas de mis artistas favoritos, me inspiro y me siento &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;...A morning, when the birds are singing, when you can smell a wonderful aroma of the flowers in you garden, when you prepare your favorite juice for the breakfast,  when you wake up and feel happy for having such a beautiful profession  and that one day you had sufficient strenght to change your way. A morning, when the postman gives you a package and when you open it - you discover real treasuries, when it passed a lot of time since someone gave you a lolipop and you feel like a child.&lt;br /&gt;The morning, when everything is so calm and it´s Friday ... and even your dog is sleeping so quietly, that you want to kiss him at his little cute ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, these mornings are unique. These are a Perfect Mornings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the package I got this morning from my friend  &lt;a href="http://thepinkinuit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marta Chicote&lt;/a&gt;. What a beautiful packaging!&lt;br /&gt;2) two wonderful  illustrations from Marta, I recomend you to visit her &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5568395&amp;amp;ga_search_query=pinkinuit&amp;amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.pinkinuit.etsy.com"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;and her cute Pink World :)&lt;br /&gt;3) my Boogie...sleeping at the sun.&lt;br /&gt;4) mi work study, where I have things from my favorite artists and I feel inspirated and happy :)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;...Rytas, kai čiulba paukščiai, kai užuodi saldų gėlių aromatą savo sode, kai pusryčiams pasidarai savo mėgstamiausių sulcių, kai pabundi ir jautiesi laiminga, kad turi tokia gražią profesija ir  kad savu laiku, turėjai pakankamai drąsos pasukti kitu keliu. Rytas, kai išgirsti durų skambutį ir paštininkė tau įteikia siuntinį, o kai jį atidarai - randi ten tikrų tikriausią lobį, kai labai senai kas tau dovanojo saldainį ant pagaliuko ir vėl pasijunti kaip vaikas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rytas, kai viskas taip ramu ir tai - penktadienis...ir net tavo šuo, guli taip ramiai, kad užsimanai jam pabučiuoti į mažas ausytes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taip, tokie rytai yra unikalūs. Nes tai Tobuli Rytai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotografijoje:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) siuntinys iš mano draugės &lt;a href="http://thepinkinuit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marta Chicote&lt;/a&gt;, kurį gavau šį rytą. Koks gražus įpakavimas!&lt;br /&gt;2) 2 labai gražios Martos iliustracijos - jums rekomenduoju aplankyti&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5568395&amp;amp;ga_search_query=pinkinuit&amp;amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5568395&amp;amp;ga_search_query=pinkinuit&amp;amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;parduotuv&lt;/span&gt;ę&lt;/a&gt;  ir atrasti Rožinį Martos Pasaulį :)&lt;br /&gt;3) mano Boogis...miegantis ant saulės.&lt;br /&gt;4) mano darbo kambarys, kur apsupta mano mėgstamiausiu artistų meno, jaučiuosi įkvėpta ir laiminga :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8286048845623981984?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8286048845623981984/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8286048845623981984' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8286048845623981984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8286048845623981984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/una-manana-perfecta-perfect-morning.html' title='Una Mañana Perfecta /A Perfect Morning/ Idealus Rytas'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sczy_6LN9cI/AAAAAAAAAXc/EiSPIpjV9e4/s72-c/perfectmorning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4257671982219937764</id><published>2009-03-18T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:19:01.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signos de Zodiaco: Aire /Signs of Zodiac: Air / Zodiako Ženklai: Oras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/ScGBVfz5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AjzgPD3PsGA/s1600-h/aire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/ScGBVfz5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AjzgPD3PsGA/s400/aire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314671241590301810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estoy haciendo la serie de Signos de Zodiaco y esos son los Signos de Aire: Géminis, Libra y Acuario. Esta serie pronto estará disponible en mi tienda &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Géminis - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; veces soy uno, a veces soy dos, soy un eterno adolescente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra - en todas las cosas de la vida hay una balanza, solo hay que saber como encontrarla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acuario - soy como el agua: activo, rebelde y independiente.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am doing the serie of Signs of Zodiac and here  are the Air signs: Gemini, Libra and Aquarius.&lt;br /&gt;This serie soon will be available in my &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini - somethimes I am one, but somethimes - two, I am an eternal teenager!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra - everywhere exists a balance, only You need to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius - I am like a Water: active, rebel and independent.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Šiuo metu kuriu Zodiako Ženklų Seriją ir čia galite pamatyti- Oro Ženklus: Dvynius, Svarstykles ir Vandenį. Greitai šią seriją galėsite surasti mano &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; parduotuvėje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dvyniai - kartais esu vienas, o kartais - du. Aš amžinas paauglys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Svarstyklės - visur egzistuoja pusiausvyra, tereikia mokėti ją surasti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vandenis - esu kaip Vanduo: aktyvus, judrus ir nepriklausomas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4257671982219937764?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4257671982219937764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4257671982219937764' title='14 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4257671982219937764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4257671982219937764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/signos-de-zodiaco-aire-signs-of-zodiac.html' title='Signos de Zodiaco: Aire /Signs of Zodiac: Air / Zodiako Ženklai: Oras'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/ScGBVfz5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AjzgPD3PsGA/s72-c/aire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-426052265525382553</id><published>2009-03-14T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T03:29:13.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya tenemos el ganador/We have a winner/Turim laimėtoją</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SbuG8GAWI6I/AAAAAAAAAXE/EJIr1PtUjqw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 88px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SbuG8GAWI6I/AAAAAAAAAXE/EJIr1PtUjqw/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312988552375968674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Como &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;incapaz&lt;/span&gt; de elegir el ganador por lo que me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;habéis&lt;/span&gt; escrito, he pedido una pequeña ayuda a la magia..:) Me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;habéis&lt;/span&gt; escrito tantas cosas bonitas, que me gustaron todas. Cada una de vuestras &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;celebraciones&lt;/span&gt; me han hecho sonreír, gracias por &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;compratirlas&lt;/span&gt; conmigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;magia&lt;/span&gt; junto a mis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;deditos&lt;/span&gt; esta mañana ha decido, que el ganador es.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tatatataaaaaaaaam&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Olivia&lt;/span&gt; P!!!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;It would be difficult to choose a winner, because all of you wrote such a wonderful things to me. All of your celebrations made me smile, thanks for sharing it with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have asked for a little help to the Magic. And the Magic together with my fingers decided, that the winner is.................tatatataaaaaaaaaaaam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  Olivia P!!!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Būtų buvę labai sunku išrinkti nugaletoją be burtų pagalbos. Visi jūsų parašyti žodžiai man patiko ir privertė nusišypsoti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todėl nusprendžiau pasinaudoti magijos pagalba. Magija kartu su mano pirštais nusprendė, kad nugaletojas...................tatatataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Olivia P!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-426052265525382553?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/426052265525382553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=426052265525382553' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/426052265525382553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/426052265525382553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/ya-tenemos-el-ganadorwe-have.html' title='Ya tenemos el ganador/We have a winner/Turim laimėtoją'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SbuG8GAWI6I/AAAAAAAAAXE/EJIr1PtUjqw/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-5012447332189871153</id><published>2009-03-07T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:18:01.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signos de Zodiaco - Agua/ Signs of Zodiac - Water/ Zodiako Ženklai - Vanduo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SbJhdUFt-fI/AAAAAAAAAW8/rziz5nowwhc/s1600-h/agua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SbJhdUFt-fI/AAAAAAAAAW8/rziz5nowwhc/s400/agua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310414066860030450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estoy haciendo la serie de Signos de Zodiaco y esos son los Signos de Água: Cáncer, Escorpio y Piscis. Esa serie pronto estará disponible en mi tienda &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cáncer - si todos van hacía la derecha, yo prefiero ir en la dirección contraria. Seguro que allí es dónde se esconden todos los tesoros y los voy a encontrar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escorpio - Soy intenso y admirable, pero cuidado, que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt; puedo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;picarte&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piscis - sueño y a veces no me entienden y no me extraña - las cosas en la tierra y en el água son totalmente diferentes!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am doing the serie of Signs of Zodiac and here  are the Water signs: Cancer, Scorpio and Pisces.&lt;br /&gt;This serie soon will be available in my &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.krize.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer - if they all go to the right, I prefer going in the opposite direction. Sure that I will find beautiful treasuries this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio - I am intense and admirable, but be aware, I also can bite you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces - I like to dream and sometimes they do not understand me and it´s not very surprising - the things in the land and in the water seems to be totally different!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Šiuo metu kuriu Zodiako Ženklų Seriją ir čia galite pamatyti- Vandens  Ženklus - Vėžį, Skorpioną ir Žuvis. Greitai šią seriją galėsite surasti mano Etsy parduotuvėje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vėžys - jei visi eina į dešinę, aš noriu eiti priešinga kryptimi. Esu tikras, kad ten slepiasi nuostabūs lobiai ir aš  juos surasiu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skorpionas - esu intensyvus ir žavingas, bet atsargiai - taip pat galiu  įgelti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Žuvys - man patinka svajoti, bet dažnai esu nesuprastas.  Ir tai nieko keisto - žemėje ir vandenyje viskas atrodo visiškai skirtingai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-5012447332189871153?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5012447332189871153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=5012447332189871153' title='20 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5012447332189871153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5012447332189871153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/signos-de-zodiaco-agua-signs-of-zodiac.html' title='Signos de Zodiaco - Agua/ Signs of Zodiac - Water/ Zodiako Ženklai - Vanduo'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SbJhdUFt-fI/AAAAAAAAAW8/rziz5nowwhc/s72-c/agua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-9032633844103617340</id><published>2009-02-20T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T04:43:22.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate/Celebra/Švęsk - Illustration Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SZ6lW9byr3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/qn486VMQo7Q/s1600-h/celebrate3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SZ6lW9byr3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/qn486VMQo7Q/s400/celebrate3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304859224955858802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebra el Cumpleaños y el primer beso, largas noches de invierno y la sonrisa de tu amigo. Celebra los días de lluvia y la primera tarta que te &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;salió&lt;/span&gt; rica y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt; celebra junto con las gaviotas en la playa. Celebra días y años y horas, celebra fríos, inviernos y tormentas. Noches con muchas estrellas y días con las nubes de forma de barcos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dime&lt;/span&gt; lo que celebras tú hoy y al comentario que más me guste le enviaré el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;print&lt;/span&gt; de esa ilustración! Tienes tiempo hasta 13 de marzo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta es mi aportación al reto de este viernes "Celebra" de &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Illustration&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate the Birthday and the first kiss, long nights of winter and the smile of your friend. Celebrate the rainy days and the first cake that worked out rich for you and also celebrate the wonderful day in the beach. Celebrate days and years and hours, celebrate colds, winters and storms. And also the nights with many stars and days with the clouds of form of ships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you celebrate today and to the commentary that more I like I will send the print of this illustration! You have time until March 13!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aportation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;week&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;entry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Illustration&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Švęsk Gimtadienius ir pirmąjį bučinį, ilgas žiemos naktis ir savo draugų šypsenas. Švęsk lietingas dienas ir pirmajį pyragą, kurį tau pavyko iškepti ir taip pat Švęsk gražią dieną papludimyje. Švęsk dienas ir metus ir valandas, Švęsk šaltuką, žiemas ir audras. Taip pat žvaigzdėtas naktis ir laivo formos debesis giedrą dieną.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parašyk man ką šventi šiandien ir man labiausiai patikusiam komentarui išsiųsiu šitą iliustraciją. Turi laiko iki kovo 13 dienos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tai mano šios savaitės sudalyvavimas temai "Švęsk" &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Illustration&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-9032633844103617340?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/9032633844103617340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=9032633844103617340' title='22 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/9032633844103617340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/9032633844103617340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/02/celebratecelebrasvesk-illustration.html' title='Celebrate/Celebra/Švęsk - Illustration Friday'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SZ6lW9byr3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/qn486VMQo7Q/s72-c/celebrate3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3099732039619847548</id><published>2009-02-13T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T04:26:25.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiempo/Time/Laikas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SZVmo7ePZFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/17v3kxbXwE4/s1600-h/time1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SZVmo7ePZFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/17v3kxbXwE4/s400/time1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302256989643957330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta es mi aportación al reto de este viernes "Tiempo" de &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/"&gt;Illustration Friday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This is my aportation to this week entry of &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/"&gt;Illustration Friday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3099732039619847548?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3099732039619847548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3099732039619847548' title='18 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3099732039619847548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3099732039619847548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiempotimelaikas.html' title='Tiempo/Time/Laikas'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SZVmo7ePZFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/17v3kxbXwE4/s72-c/time1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3622775729026023273</id><published>2009-02-06T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:03:55.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si solo fuese un barco.../Jeigu aš būčiau laiva.../If I were a ship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SYyyTVQbt-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Pwnese7LbNc/s1600-h/barco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SYyyTVQbt-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Pwnese7LbNc/s400/barco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299806906701559778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///D:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CK&amp;amp;K%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt; 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&lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Si fuese un barco, sería un barco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pequeñito&lt;/span&gt; – pensó &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Clement&lt;/span&gt;e. Nada más verle a él, no cabía ninguna duda porque lo decía: era un chico &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;delgadito&lt;/span&gt;, pequeño de estatura y muy frágil. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Podría huir de todo el mundo, cuando me apetecía y aparecer en un lugar mágico cuando haga falta. Si solo fuese un barco…soñó tristemente &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Clement&lt;/span&gt;e…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si solo fuese un niño – pensó pequeño barco de papel. Y nada más verle a él, no cabía ninguna duda porque lo decía: era un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;barquito&lt;/span&gt; pequeño, agujereado, tapado con telas viejas y muy inseguro. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Podría tener unos zapatos y nunca más se me mojarían los pies…y también podría correr, correr lejos y ser más rápido que las gaviotas. Si solo fuese un niño…soñó tristemente el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;barquito&lt;/span&gt; de papel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pero Clemente no sabía que los barcos se hunden, que pasan frío y que no siempre llegan a los sitios los que quieren. Ni que a los barcos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pequeñitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;los hunden las holas&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;y se quedan abandonados en la profundidad de los Mares. Tal como el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;barquito&lt;/span&gt;  de papel tampoco sabía que los niños se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;caen&lt;/span&gt; de tanto correr y se hacen daño, que muy pronto se vuelven adultos y entonces correr tanto ya no está permitido y que los zapatos no duran una eternidad, además que no hay nada mejor que poner los pies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;descalzos&lt;/span&gt; en el Mar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, no sabían nada de esto y se quedaron soñando, los dos, tan tristes e inseguros, en la orilla del Mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeigu aš būčiau laivas, būčiau mažutis laivelis - pagalvojo Clemente. Ir vien tik  į jį pažiūrėjus buvo aišku kodėl : Clemente buvo mažas, smulkus ir gležnas berniukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Galėčiau pabėgti nuo viso pasaulio kada tik norėčiau ir atsirasti gražiausiose vietose: Jei tik būčiau laivas...liūdnai užsisvajojo Clemente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jei tik būčiau  vaikas - pagalvojo mažas popierinis laivelis, padarytas iš popierių ir sudilusių medžiagų.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Galėčiau nešioti batus ir man daugiau niekada nebešlaptų kojos..ir taip pat galėčiau bėgti, bėgti toli ir būti greitesniu net už žuvėdras! Jei tik būčiau vaikas - liūdnai atsiduso popierinis laivelis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bet Clemente nežinojo, kad laivai skęsta, kenčia šaltį ir kad nevisada atplaukia i gražias šalis ir pasiekia savo tikslą. Taip pat nežinojo, kad mažus laivelius nuskandina bangos ir jie amžinai pasilieka giliai jūros dugne. Lygiai taip...kaip mažas laivelis nežinojo, kad vaikai bebėgdami dažnai nugriūna ir susimuša kelius, kad labai greitai tampa suaugusiais ir tada jau niekada taip nebėga kaip vaikystėje ir kad batai neilgai tetarnauja ir kad nieko nera geriau nei basomis kojomis braidyti po vėsų jūros vandenį!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ne, nei Clemente nei laivelis, nieko apie tai nežinojo...taip ir liko abu nusiminę svajoti ant Jūros kranto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- If  I  were a ship, definitely I were a little ship -  thought Clemente. And it was very obvious  why he was saying so: Clemente was a little boy, small of stature and very fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I could flee of the whole world and to appear in a magic place when I  only wanted. If  I only were a ship - was dreaming Clemente sadly …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- If I were a child - thought small paper ship.  It was a small ship, made of  old fabrics and paper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- I would have a nice shoes and nevermore my feet would get wet … and also I could  run, run a lot and to be faster than the gulls. If only I were a child … dreamed sadly the paper ship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; But Clemente did not know that the ships sink, that they pass cold and that not always come to the places they want. They can be destoyed by angry wawes and remain left in the depth of the Seas. As the paper ship did not  know that the children fall of so much while running and they hurt their legs, that very prompt they became adult and at that time to run so much already is not allowed and that the shoes do not last an eternity, besides the fact that there is nothing better that to put the barefooted feet into the Sea!   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, they did not know anything of this and they continued dreaming, the two, so sad and insecure, in the shore of the Mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3622775729026023273?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3622775729026023273/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3622775729026023273' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3622775729026023273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3622775729026023273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/02/si-solo-fuese-un-barcojeigu-as-buciau.html' title='Si solo fuese un barco.../Jeigu aš būčiau laiva.../If I were a ship...'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SYyyTVQbt-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Pwnese7LbNc/s72-c/barco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-6876046981689723535</id><published>2009-01-23T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:12:59.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Té en el Cielo/Tea in the Sky/Arbata Danguje</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SXokueco4gI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5HJXnVDWtE0/s1600-h/gato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SXokueco4gI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5HJXnVDWtE0/s400/gato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294584692793205250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Un día de mucha nieve, en un bosque lejano, nacieron cinco gatitos. Todos eran negros, excepto uno...Uno que tenía la naríz azúl y cinco patitas. "Que gatito tan raro" se extrañó su madre y decidió llamarlo Cinco.&lt;br /&gt;"Si que soy raro" pensaba Cinco cuando iba viendo a los otros animales en el Bosque. Y como cuando corría parecía muy gracioso con sus cinco patitas, todos los animales se reían mucho de el...Y los cazadores nunca más entrarón al bosque, porque al ver las huellas de 5 patas en la nieve, pensarón que hay una fierra terrible, escondida allí.&lt;br /&gt;Un día, en el Cielo pensaron que Cinco se merece una vida mejor, sin tener que sufrir el frío, las risas de otros animales y la tristeza por ser diferente. Así un día de mucha nieve, Cinco se fue al Cielo. Y encontró allí conejos con 3 orejas, perros con 2 rabos y elefantes con 4 trompas. "Que majos" - pensó Cinco.&lt;br /&gt;Ya desde hace muchos años que Cinco vive en el Cielo, está cuidando un campo de violetas y tomando el té (de violetas tambien, claro) y a veces mirando para abajo con unos prismáticos para ver si encuentra más animales con 5 patas, 4 orejas o 2 rabos, para mandarles un mensaje, de que no se preocupen y que un día vendrán a vivir todos al Cielo.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Vieną dieną, kai labai snigo, tolimame miške, gimė 5 kačiukai. Visi buvo juodi, iškyrus vieną. Vieną kačiuką, kuris turėjo melyną nosį ir penkias letenėles.  "Koks keistas kačiukas" - nusistebėjo jo mama katė ir nusprendė jį pavadinti Penki.&lt;br /&gt;" Tikrai, kad aš keistas" pagalvojo Penki, stebėdamas kitus miško gyvūnus. Ypač  keistai jis atrodė kai bėgdavo! Tada visi gyvūnai is jo labai juokdavosi, nes atrodydavo iš tikrųjų neįprastai - katinas bėgantis 5 kojomis!&lt;br /&gt;Tačiau, medžiotojams tai visiškai nekėlė juoko: pamatę keistus pėdsakus sniege, bėgo kuo toliausiai, nes galvojo, kad miške apsigyveno kažkoks siaubingas padaras.&lt;br /&gt;Vieną dieną, Danguje pamanė, kad Penki nusipelnė geresnio gyvenimo. Juk vargšui teko kęsti šaltį, kitų gyvunų patyčias ir liūdesi, nes buvo kitoks. Taigi, vieną dieną, kai labai snigo, Penki iškeliavo į Dangų.  Ir kaip nustebo, kai ten pamatė  kiškių su 3 ausimis, šunų su 2 uodegom ir dramblių su 4 straubliais. "Kokie simpatiški" - pamanė Penki.&lt;br /&gt;Jau praejo daug laiko nuo tada kai  Penki apsigyveno danguje. Jis prižiūri žibucių lauką ir gerdamas arbatą (be abejo, taip pat žibucių!) , dažnai pasižiūri į apačią, smalsiai ieškodamas ar ras ten žverių su 5 kojomis, 4 ausims ar 2 uodegom, kad nusiūsti jiems žinutę "Nesirūpinkit, vieną dieną ir jūs iškeliausite gyventi į Dangų!".&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;One day with a lot of snow, in a distant forest, five kitties were born. They all were black, except one... One that had the blue nose and five legs. " What a rare kitty " thought his mother cat  and decided to be call him Five.&lt;br /&gt;" Yes, I am quite a rare cat" was thinking Five when he was looking at the other animals in the Forest. All the animals were laughing very much of him..., specially when he was running. But the hunters never entered  in to the forest, because when they have seen the fingerprints of 5 legs in the snow, thought that there were some terrible monster, hidden there.&lt;br /&gt;One day, in the Sky, thought that Five has deserved a better life, without having to suffer the cold, the laughs of other animals and the sadness for being different. This way a day of great snow, Five went away into the Sky. And he found there rabbits with 3 ears, dogs with 2 tails and elephants with 4 horns. " What a funny guys " - thought Five then.&lt;br /&gt;Already for many years that Five lives in the Sky and he is taking care of a field of violets and sometimes he is looking down - willing to see if he can find more animals with 5 legs, 4 ears or 2 tails, to send them a message "don´t worry- one day you  all will come to live to the Sky".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6876046981689723535?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6876046981689723535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6876046981689723535' title='15 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6876046981689723535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6876046981689723535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2009/01/t-en-el-cielotea-in-skyarbata-danguje.html' title='Té en el Cielo/Tea in the Sky/Arbata Danguje'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SXokueco4gI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5HJXnVDWtE0/s72-c/gato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4561966562422284487</id><published>2008-12-23T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T04:56:34.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para mi Princesa Claudia del Mundo de las Gominolas</title><content type='html'>Eramos dos Princesas: Princesa Claudia del Mundo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gominolas&lt;/span&gt; y Princesa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Minimal&lt;/span&gt;. Aunque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vivíamos&lt;/span&gt; en dos castillos diferentes y muy muy lejanos, nos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;asomábamos&lt;/span&gt; cada día por las ventanas de nuestros torres y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hablábamos, nos reíamos y compartíamos nuestros mundos&lt;/span&gt;. Cuando venía la noche, nos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;decíamos&lt;/span&gt; buenas noches con una sonrisa. A Princesa Claudia le costaba dormir por las noches, por eso se asomaba por la ventana y con su gato &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wish&lt;/span&gt; en las manos - miraba al cielo y pedía un deseo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora,  cada noche miraré al cielo Yo...preguntando "que estará haciendo mi Claudia? Espero que me escuches cuando te estaré contando mi día día, porque no puedo así de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;repente&lt;/span&gt; asumir que ya no estás...por lo menos en este Mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya te echo de menos, amiga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace tiempo te he dibujado este ángel..el ángel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Claudio&lt;/span&gt;. Me preguntabas porque no tiene pelo y tiene un agujero en la cabeza. "Le debe de doler mucho" - me decías. "No le duele, porque es un Ángel" "Entonces quiero ser como él" - me decías.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SVEEbkG7CqI/AAAAAAAAAUg/J9BTCbGO1I0/s1600-h/Claudio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SVEEbkG7CqI/AAAAAAAAAUg/J9BTCbGO1I0/s400/Claudio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283008709477993122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para mi amiga Claudia, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mundogominola&lt;/span&gt;. Me alegro haberte conocido y se que algún día nos veremos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homenaje para Claudia:&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/storque/etc/tribute-to-mundogominola-3195/"&gt; http://www.etsy.com/storque/etc/tribute-to-mundogominola-3195/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog de Claudia:&lt;a href="http://mundogominola.blogspot.com/"&gt; http://mundogominola.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;We were two Princesses: Princess Claudia of the World Gominolas and Princess Minimal. Though we were living in two different and very very distant castles, we were looking out every day of the windows of our towers and were speaking, were laughing and sharing our worlds.&lt;br /&gt;When  the night was coming, we were saying "good night" with a smile. Claudia was having troubles to sleep at night, so she was looking out of the window and with her cat Wish in the hands - looking at the sky and making a wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, every night I will look at the sky ... asking " that will be doing my Claudia? I hope that you listen to me when I will be telling you my day day, because I cannot realize that you are not here  ... at least you are not in this World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you already, my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago I have drawn this angel .. the angel Claudio. You were asking me why he does not have hair and has a hole in the head. " It hurts very much? " - you were saying to me. " No, it does not hurt, because he is an Angel " " Then I want to be like him" - you were saying to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my friend Claudia, Mundogominola. I am glad to have meet you and I know that some day we will meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tribute Claudia: &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/storque/etc/tribute-to-mundogominola-3195/"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/storque/etc/tribute-to-mundogominola-3195/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia´s Blog: &lt;a href="http://mundogominola.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mundogominola.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4561966562422284487?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4561966562422284487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4561966562422284487' title='24 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4561966562422284487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4561966562422284487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/para-mi-princesa-claudia-del-mundo-de.html' title='Para mi Princesa Claudia del Mundo de las Gominolas'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SVEEbkG7CqI/AAAAAAAAAUg/J9BTCbGO1I0/s72-c/Claudio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4706304125520345806</id><published>2008-12-08T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:18:32.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pomplamoose CD Artwork contest/Pomplamoose Concurso para Portada de CD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/ST0ei8qJI1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/G6C6Q7LDUaQ/s1600-h/pomplamoose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/ST0ei8qJI1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/G6C6Q7LDUaQ/s400/pomplamoose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277407924095361874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hace unas semanas, navegando en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; he encontrado un grupo tremendamente simpático - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pomplamoose&lt;/span&gt; y desde entonces cada día escucho sus canciones que me hacen sonreír!&lt;br /&gt;En su página han anunciado un Concurso para su primera Portada de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CD&lt;/span&gt; en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt; - el concurso tuvo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;muchisimo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;éxito&lt;/span&gt; y entre 115 propuestas eligieron la mía! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbCCmW4kLV0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbCCmW4kLV0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bieeeeen&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y aquí &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;podéis&lt;/span&gt; escuchar la maravillosa música de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pomplamoose&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/PomplamooseMusic"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/PomplamooseMusic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Prieš kelias savaites, netyčia naršydama Internete atradau šią  simpatišką  grupę - Pomplamoose. Ir nuo to laiko - kiekvieną dieną klausau jų dainų ir šypsausi.&lt;br /&gt;Pompalmoose savo puslapyje paskelbe konkursą pirmajam CD viršeliui, skirtam iTunes ir iš 115 pasiūlymų, laimėjo mano! jiuuu!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbCCmW4kLV0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbCCmW4kLV0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;čia galite rasti Pomplamoose muzikos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/PomplamooseMusic"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/PomplamooseMusic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, sailing in Internet I have found a tremendously nice group - Pomplamoose and since then every day I listen to theit songs that they make me smile!&lt;br /&gt;They have announced an Artwork  Contest for their CD on  iTunes - the contest had a lot of success and among 115 offers they have chosen mine!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbCCmW4kLV0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbCCmW4kLV0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here you can listen to their awesome music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/PomplamooseMusic"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/PomplamooseMusic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4706304125520345806?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4706304125520345806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4706304125520345806' title='25 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4706304125520345806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4706304125520345806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/pomplamoose-cd-artwork.html' title='Pomplamoose CD Artwork contest/Pomplamoose Concurso para Portada de CD'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/ST0ei8qJI1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/G6C6Q7LDUaQ/s72-c/pomplamoose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7458107247096865338</id><published>2008-11-30T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:52:32.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La bufanda de Pensamientos/ Mincių šalikas/The Scarf of Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/STLS044eMzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/B0qkKeGR-uM/s1600-h/pensamientos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/STLS044eMzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/B0qkKeGR-uM/s400/pensamientos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274509919668548402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A María le gustaba mucho tejer . Tejer guantes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jerseys&lt;/span&gt;, mantas y incluso bufandas. Lisas, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texturadas&lt;/span&gt;, con dibujos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;difícil&lt;/span&gt;es y rayas divertidas.&lt;br /&gt;" Son como pensamientos" - un día pensó María - y cuando más relajada estoy - más bonitos me salen.&lt;br /&gt;Una vez cuando estaba muy nerviosa y le temblaban las manos, hizo una bufanda horrorosa - con agujeros y hilos rotos por todas partes. Al final se la han "cargado" sus dos gatos - Hilo y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Agujo&lt;/span&gt;. Pero tampoco le importaba mucho, porque esa bufanda fea cada vez le recordaba de ese día tan malo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;y una  vez más venían &lt;/span&gt; los miedos y los malos recuerdos...&lt;br /&gt;-Sería bueno poder tejer bufandas de pensamientos - se le &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ocurrió&lt;/span&gt; a María - por lo menos así viendo esas bufandas sucias y feas, nos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;diésemos&lt;/span&gt; cuenta de cosas tan horribles que pensamos. Que al fin y al cabo - de nosotros depende si haremos una bufanda divertida o una fea y agujereada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y desde entonces, María intentaba tejer solo cosas bonitas - y Hilo con &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Agujo&lt;/span&gt; tuvieron que inventarse nuevos juegos para no aburrirse.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Marija labai mėgo megzti. Megzti pirštines, mezgtinius, kojines ir netgi šalikus - lygius, banguotus, įmantriausių raštų ar su linksmais dryžiais.&lt;br /&gt;"Mezginiai - tarsi mintys" - pagalvojo vieną kartą Marija. - Kuo esu labiau atsipalaidavusi - tuo gražesnis gaunasi mano mezginys.&lt;br /&gt;Vieną dieną, kai Marija buvo labai supykusi, jai taip drebėjo rankos, kad numezgė siaubingai baisų šaliką - skylėtą ir pilną suplyšusių siulų. Galiausiai, tas šalikas pabaigė katinu Siūlio ir Adato naguose. Bet gal taip ir geriau, nes kiekvieną kartą matydama tą šaliką Marija prisimindavo tą siaubingą ir liūdną dieną...&lt;br /&gt;- Būtų gerai mokėti megzti minčių šalikus - pamastė Marija - gal bent turėdami prieš akis juos tokius baisius ir skylėtus, suprastumem kokias siaubingas mintis kasdien kuriame. Juk galų gale - tik nuo mūsų priklauso - ar numegsime bjaurų ar gražų šaliką.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ir nuo tada Marija megzdavo tik gražius mezginius, o Siūlius su Adatu turėjo susigalvoti kitokių žaidimų.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Maria likes knitting. She likes to  knit gloves, jerseys, blankets and even scarves! Smooth, texturated, with difficult drawings and enterteining stripes.&lt;br /&gt;" My knittings are like thoughts " - one day decidedMaria - and when I am more relaxed   - nicer knittings I make.&lt;br /&gt;Once when Maria was very nervous and her hands were trembling, she did a horrifying scarf - with holes and broken threads throughout. Ultimately her cats - Thread and Needle have broken the scarf while they were playing-. But it was better like this way, because this ugly scarf every time reminded her of this bad day she had and once again the fears were appearing..&lt;br /&gt;- it would be great to be able to knit scarves of thoughts - thought Maria - at least this way we will be able to see how our bad thoughts reflects in  these dirty and ugly scarves and we could realize  so horrible thoughts we usually have. At least - on us depends if we will do an enterteining scarf or an ugly and pierced one.&lt;br /&gt;And since then, Maria began to knit only beautiful scarves - and Thread with Needle invented new games to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s sorry for my english, I am trying my best! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7458107247096865338?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7458107247096865338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7458107247096865338' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7458107247096865338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7458107247096865338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/la-bufanda-de-pensamientos-minci.html' title='La bufanda de Pensamientos/ Mincių šalikas/The Scarf of Thoughts'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/STLS044eMzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/B0qkKeGR-uM/s72-c/pensamientos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8444711601025946806</id><published>2008-11-20T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T02:21:58.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No a la Pornografía Infantil</title><content type='html'>La pornografía infantil en la Red es una &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lacra &lt;/span&gt;imparable que ensucia nuestras vidas cada día. La presión policial con macroredadas no es suficiente para detener las malas prácticas de estos individuos, que actúan desde el anonimato que puede brindar la Red golpeando las vidas de cientos de niños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso entre todos los internautas debemos ponernos manos a la obra y meter el máximo de ruido en el ciberespacio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OBJETIVO &lt;/span&gt;de esta blogocampaña, es que el &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 de NOVIEMBRE&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Día Universal del Niño&lt;/span&gt;) cientos de blogs escribamos un post en el que aparezca la frase: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pornografía infantil NO&lt;/span&gt;, para sembrar los buscadores de Internet de severas críticas a esta vergüenza humana y social.&lt;br /&gt;De esta forma conseguiremos que las ciberbúsquedas de las palabras pornografía+infantil al menos golpeen las conciencias de tanto enfermo.&lt;br /&gt;En el post hay que colar términos de búsqueda empleados por los pederastas y pedófilos como "angels", "lolitas" o "preteens" para llegar adonde queremos llegar: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOQUEAR SUS BUSQUEDAS&lt;/span&gt;, y que sólo encuentren nuestros blogs con nuestros mensajes de repulsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PÁSALO&lt;/span&gt;. Si quieres participar coloca este cartel en tu blog, difúndelo entre tus conocidos y escribe el 20 de NOVIEMBRE un post EN TU BLOG.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SSU6F58zASI/AAAAAAAAATw/WPeF0m9ucjE/s1600-h/CARTEL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SSU6F58zASI/AAAAAAAAATw/WPeF0m9ucjE/s400/CARTEL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270682812036612386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La iniciativa parte de &lt;a href="http://lahuelladigital.blogspot.com/2008/10/arranca-la-blogocampaa-contra-el-porno.html" target="_blank"&gt;La Huella Digital&lt;/a&gt;, el blog del periodista &lt;strong&gt;Nacho de la Fuente&lt;/strong&gt;, y &lt;a href="http://blogs.lavozdegalicia.es/pacosanchez/2008/10/20/arranca-la-blogocampana-contra-el-porno-infantil/" target="_blank"&gt;Vagón-bar&lt;/a&gt;, que escribe el columnista de La Voz de Galicia &lt;strong&gt;Paco Sánchez&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8444711601025946806?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8444711601025946806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8444711601025946806' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8444711601025946806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8444711601025946806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-la-pornografa-infantil.html' title='No a la Pornografía Infantil'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SSU6F58zASI/AAAAAAAAATw/WPeF0m9ucjE/s72-c/CARTEL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1937925006539804360</id><published>2008-11-10T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:05:02.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humo en la cabeza/Dūmai galvoje/ Smoke in the head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SRiTr62jkII/AAAAAAAAATg/ieXjjDeJIyI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SRiTr62jkII/AAAAAAAAATg/ieXjjDeJIyI/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267122146951532674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El humo entra muy despacito. Paso a paso sube y entra por las orejas, la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nariz&lt;/span&gt; y los agujeros de la cabeza hasta que un día sientes que tu cabeza se vuelve muy pesada. Si fuesen solo pensamientos no pesaría tanto - empiezas a pensar tú - los pensamientos no pesan, ni los sueños...ni tampoco los números y hay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;números&lt;/span&gt; bien grandes! Pero el humo...que extraño,  el humo si que pesa! Ya se que tu te ríes, pero es porque nunca tuviste humo en tu cabeza. Humo que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;huele&lt;/span&gt; a hojas quemadas o sardinas con sal. Humo que no se ve, pero ocupa tanto espacio.&lt;br /&gt;- Estabas fumando a escondidas? - me preguntas asustado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;o - te contesto yo, no tiene nada que ver con el humo de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cigarrillos&lt;/span&gt;, mi humo es diferente.  Siempre viene en invierno, que curioso - como si quisiera dar un poco de calor y traer recuerdos sobre la tarta de manzana, que hacia tu abuela, notas secretas que escribías debajo de la mesa, nieve que no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;huele&lt;/span&gt; pero sabe a mil cosas! De donde vendrá? - me pregunto. Prefiero pensar que del  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gabinete&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;química&lt;/span&gt; de mi abuelo, de sopa de guisantes de mi madre o de una vela flotando en el río.. Que se yo! Es que en el cielo se hacen tantas cosas!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Dūmai pradeda po truputi kilti ir skverbtis pro mano ausis, nosį  ir plaukus..kol viena diena pajauti, kad galva tampa labai sunki. - mm, jei tai būtu tik mintys, juk negalėtu tiek sverti - imi galvoti tu - mintis tiek nesveria - nesveria nei svajonės, nei skaičiai! ( o jų būna tikrai didelių!). Bet dūmai - kaip keista - dūmai tikrai daug sveria!&lt;br /&gt;Žinau, kad dabar juokiesi - bet tik dėl to, kad niekada neturėjai dūmų savo galvoje. Dūmų kurie kvepia degintais lapais ir keptais ešeriais. Dūmai, kurių nesimato, bet kurie užima tiek daug vietos.&lt;br /&gt;- Rūkei pasislėpus? - paklausi manęs išsigandęs.&lt;br /&gt;-Nee - tau atsakau aš. Tai visai nesusiję su cigarečių dūmais, mano dūmai - visiškai kitokie. Jie pasirodo kiekvieną žiemą, kaip keista - tarsi noretų sušildyti ir atnešti prisiminimus apie moč iutės keptą obuolių pyragą, slaptus raštelius, kuriuos rašydavom po stalu, sniegą, kuris nekvepia bet turi milijona skonių! Iš kur jie ateina? - susimastau. Norečiau galvoti, kad iš mano senelio chemijos kabineto, mamos žirniu sriubos ar žvakės plaukiančios upe..Iš kur aš galėčiau žinot! Juk danguje vyksta tiek daug dalykų!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The smoke begins to rise and go through my ears, nose and hair and then I feel like my head becomes very weight. - Hm...If there were only thoughts - It could not be so heavy! Thoughts, dreams and even numbers (and there are very BIG numbers) aren´t so heavy! But the smoke  weights so much inside my head!&lt;br /&gt;I know, you are laughing now - but it´s only because you never had smoke in your head. Smoke that smells like burnt leaves and salted sardine. Smoke that can not be seen, but takes so much place.&lt;br /&gt;- You was smoking, right? - You ask me.&lt;br /&gt;-Noo - I say - this is not about the smoke of cigarets, my smoke - is totally different. It apears in the winter and that´s very strange - like wanting to bring me heat and to remind me my Grandmother´s apple cake, secret notes we were writing underneath the table, snow which don´t taste but smells a lot! Where is it coming from? I would like to think that from my Grandfather´s quimistry gabinete, my Mother´s pea soup or candle floating in the river. I don´t know! In the Sky they are making so many things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1937925006539804360?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1937925006539804360/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1937925006539804360' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1937925006539804360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1937925006539804360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/humo-en-la-cabezadmai-galvoje-smoke-in.html' title='Humo en la cabeza/Dūmai galvoje/ Smoke in the head'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SRiTr62jkII/AAAAAAAAATg/ieXjjDeJIyI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1164984802009473809</id><published>2008-10-30T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:27:54.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ángeles/Angelai/Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SQn8kyE0bjI/AAAAAAAAASo/cjzOqkHC9GM/s1600-h/angeles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SQn8kyE0bjI/AAAAAAAAASo/cjzOqkHC9GM/s400/angeles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263015348406611506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este verano &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;empecé&lt;/span&gt; a soñar con &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ángeles&lt;/span&gt; y que pintaba muchos...hasta que decidí hacerlos. Esos son mis ángeles - pequeños, un poco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tímidos&lt;/span&gt; y siempre a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la última semana de agosto esos ángeles estuvieron expuestos en la Catedral de Tui, dentro de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IV&lt;/span&gt; Ciclo de Conciertos en el Claustro. Escuchando la música por las tardes y soñando en un silencio por las noches! Y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cuando&lt;/span&gt; tuvieron que irse, tampoco se desanimaron, porque 4 de ellos se fueron a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Córdoba&lt;/span&gt;, 1 a Madrid y los que quedaron viven felizmente en mi casa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ángel Soñador, Ángel Guardabosques, Ángel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Guardián&lt;/span&gt;, Ángel Músico, Ángel Pescador, Ángel Pastor, Ángel de los Niños y Ángel Mensajero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Šią  vasarą pradėjau sapnuoti angelus, kad pripaišiau jų daugybę! Taip ir padariau - čia mano angelai: mažučiai, šiek tiek nedrąsūs ir visada šalia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paskutinę rugpjūčio savaitę jie buvo eksponuojami Tui Katedroje, vykstant IV klasikinės muzikos koncertų ciklui. Ideali vieta! Vakare jie klausydavo muzikos, o naktį galėdavo svajoti tyloje. O kai turėjo išeiti, nelabai nusiminė - 4 iš jų iškeliavo į Cordobą , 1 į Madridą , o likusieji linksmai gyvena mano namuose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelas Svajoklis, Angelas Eigulys, Angelas Sargas, Angelas Muzikas, Angelas Žvejys, Angelas Aviganis, Vaikų Angelas ir Angelas Žinianešys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This summer I was dreaming of angels, painting many of them in my dreams...so some weeks have passed and I painted these 8 angels: tyny and shy..and always by my side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week of August they have made an exposition in the Cathedral of Tui, during the IV Cycle of Músic. The perfect place to listen to the good music by day and dream in the silence by night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel Dreamer, Angel Forest Protector, Gaurdian Angel, Angel Musician, Angel Fisherman, Angel Shepherd, Childs Angel, Angel Dreamer Messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1164984802009473809?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1164984802009473809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1164984802009473809' title='13 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1164984802009473809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1164984802009473809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/ngelesangelaiangels.html' title='Ángeles/Angelai/Angels'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SQn8kyE0bjI/AAAAAAAAASo/cjzOqkHC9GM/s72-c/angeles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-6587591928706820588</id><published>2008-10-18T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T03:21:27.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mo y el gato/Mo ir katinas/Mo and the cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SPm4MWBdz_I/AAAAAAAAANM/JTC3Bmy7VhE/s1600-h/Mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SPm4MWBdz_I/AAAAAAAAANM/JTC3Bmy7VhE/s400/Mo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258436562141433842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me estás escondiendo un secreto - dijo el Gato a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt; sonrojó un poco y acarició el pelo de su Gato - tan suave y bonito, que siempre cuando lo hacía no paraba de sonreír.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No es que sea un secreto... - no supo que contestarle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Total, si en 9 meses desde luego que no lo será! - le dijo el Gato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y los dos empezaron a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reírse&lt;/span&gt; a carcajadas. " Menudo sentido de humor tienen los gatos - pensó &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt; sonriendo, "que pena que no todos saben hablar con ellos!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lo que se pierden - dijo el Gato y lentamente se tumbó en el sofá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;- Tu slepi nuo manęs paslaptį - pasakė Katinas.&lt;br /&gt;Mo nuraudo ir paglostė švelnų ir baltą Katino kailį . Kiekvieną kartą kai tai darydavo, negalėdavo nustoti šypsotis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tai, kad nejokia čia ne paslaptis...- nežinojo ką atsakyti Katinui Mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tai žinoma! Vistiek už 9 menesių tai jau nebebus paslaptis!! - sarkastiškai atsakė Katinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ir abu prapliupo juoktis. "Na ir humoro jausmas pas tuos katinus!" - pagalvojo Mo ir nusišypsojo - " kaip gaila, kad nevisi moka su jais kalbėtis!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Tai daug praranda" - sumurmėjo Katinas ir patenkintas savim atsigulė ant palangės.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;- You are hidding a secret. - said the Cat.&lt;br /&gt;Mo blushed a little bit and stroked soft Cat´s hair. It was so soft, that she was smiling all the time she was doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- But it is not a Secret at all! - said Mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Doesn´t matter - totally after 9 months it will not be a Secret! - answered the Cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And two friends started to laught loud! "What a great sence of humor cats have " - thought Mo - "and what a pitty that only few ones can talk with them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Many things they miss" - whispered the Cat and lied down on the sofa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6587591928706820588?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6587591928706820588/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6587591928706820588' title='14 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6587591928706820588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6587591928706820588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/mo-y-el-gatomo-ir-katinasmo-and-cat.html' title='Mo y el gato/Mo ir katinas/Mo and the cat'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SPm4MWBdz_I/AAAAAAAAANM/JTC3Bmy7VhE/s72-c/Mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3940971464849173309</id><published>2008-09-21T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:42:44.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Así era mi verano/ Tokia buvo mano vasara/This was my Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SNbReXfMhuI/AAAAAAAAAME/xS4SdT5ZUZc/s1600-h/vasara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SNbReXfMhuI/AAAAAAAAAME/xS4SdT5ZUZc/s400/vasara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248612735378032354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si el verano fuese una Flor - la pondría entre las páginas de mi libro favorito. Cuando lloviera un día muy oscuro - lo abriría y me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sonreiría&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si el verano fuese una  Palabra - la cantaría cada tarde, tomando mi té junto a la ventana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si el verano fuese un Color, haría una falda y me saldría a las calles con unos zapatos a juego!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si fuese un Olor, haría un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jabón&lt;/span&gt; en forma de la estrella del Mar y cada día me lavaría las manos con el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pero como solo es un recuerdo, le hago una foto, para cuando estaremos en la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;terraza&lt;/span&gt; un día triste, te pudiera enseñarla y decir " así era mi verano"..:)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jei vasara butu Gele - ja isideciau i mano megstamiausia knyga ir diena, kai labai lytu - ja atsiversciau ir nusisypsociau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jei vasara butu Zodis - ji dainuociau kiekviena vakara, gerdama puodeli arbatos prie savo lango...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jei vasara butu Spalva - pasisiuciau toki sijona ir iseiciau i gatves su tokios pacios spalvos batais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ir jei butu Kvapas - pasigaminciau muila ir kiekviena diena juo plauciausi rankas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet kadangi, tai - tik prisiminimas - ji turiu fotografijoje, kad liudna diena, kai kartu sedesime balkone, galeciau tau ja parodyti ir pasakyti " Tokia buvo mano vasara!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;If summer were a Flower - I would put it into my favourite book and the when it will be raining I would open it and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If summer were a Word - I would sing it every night, while taking a cup of tea near the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If summer were a Colour - I would make a skirt and shoes of that colour and I would go for a walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if summer were a Smell - I would make a soap and wash my hand everyday with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as Summer is only a memory - I have it in my photography and one sad day when we will sit together on the bench, I will show it to You and I will say "This were my summer"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3940971464849173309?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3940971464849173309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3940971464849173309' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3940971464849173309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3940971464849173309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-era-mi-verano-tokia-buvo-mano-vasara.html' title='Así era mi verano/ Tokia buvo mano vasara/This was my Summer'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SNbReXfMhuI/AAAAAAAAAME/xS4SdT5ZUZc/s72-c/vasara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1024609295024171409</id><published>2008-09-15T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:24:47.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El primer Memé</title><content type='html'>El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;memé&lt;/span&gt; que me pasó &lt;a href="http://thecornershop-handmadejewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Privina&lt;/span&gt; Monona:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Coge el libro más cercano, ve a la página 18 y transcribe la cuarta linea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;em&lt;/span&gt;...solo tiene 6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lineas&lt;/span&gt; pero bueno, os digo la última: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dirbsi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;paeisi&lt;/span&gt;. O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sustosi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nugalabinsiu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tave&lt;/span&gt;. ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;necesitáis&lt;/span&gt; traducción no? :)) "Trabajarás hasta que te mantendrás en pie y si pararás, acabaré contigo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/no es un libro de terror. Es un libro para niños y me encanta! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Giani&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Rodari&lt;/span&gt; "Animales sin el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Zoo&lt;/span&gt;"   con ilustraciones de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt; Laura Cantone/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cuenta lo último que viste en la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tele&lt;/span&gt;: publicidad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;después&lt;/span&gt; la he apagado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Aparte del ruido del ordenador, ¿qué más se escucha en este momento?  Mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Boogie&lt;/span&gt; paseando por las habitaciones y algún ruido que no se q es en la calle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Algo que los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; no sepan sobre ti: creo q no saben muchas cosas. Una de ellas podría ser que me gusta mucho dormir y si no duermo suficiente, estoy todo el día como durmiendo, pero con los ojos abiertos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ¿Qué ves desde la ventana? desde la habitación donde estoy, veo una pared de piedra y un cerezo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ¿Qué proyecto tienes entre manos ahora? Mi propio proyecto - un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;álbum&lt;/span&gt; infantil q estoy preparando y me gusta mucho. Solo puedo decir que lo quiero dedicar a mi abuelo, que era profesor de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;física&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;química&lt;/span&gt; y me imagino que estará haciendo varios experimentos en el cielo, sentado en una nube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Qué material te &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;gustaría&lt;/span&gt; probar? material...creo q sería madera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora me toca lanzarselo a cinco personas más que el fin de esto es conocer gente y conocernos más y mejor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mundogominola.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mundogominola&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://meicas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Meicas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepinkinuit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marta Chicote&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.errede.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erredé&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paxarada.blogspot.com/"&gt;An&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya está! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1024609295024171409?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1024609295024171409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1024609295024171409' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1024609295024171409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1024609295024171409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/09/el-primer-mem.html' title='El primer Memé'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8515015077021658214</id><published>2008-09-13T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:51:58.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuevo Inquilino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SMvI5X0MmUI/AAAAAAAAALk/FXGuRVsu6hI/s1600-h/enano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SMvI5X0MmUI/AAAAAAAAALk/FXGuRVsu6hI/s320/enano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245507078974118210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Os &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acordáis&lt;/span&gt; del perrito dejado en la carretera? El peque que tuvo triple suerte de no estar atropellado, de que hemos parado mientras otros coches seguían como si nada hubiese pasado y de encontrar una nueva casa el mismo día?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pues aquí os presento a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Panchito&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un final feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Atsimenat suniuka kuri isgelbejom autostradoje? Dabar jis jau turi naujus namus ir nauja varda - Pancho. Gyvena sau laimingas ir dziaugiasi, kad jam taip pasiseke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laiminga pabaiga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8515015077021658214?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8515015077021658214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8515015077021658214' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8515015077021658214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8515015077021658214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/09/nuevo-inquilino.html' title='Nuevo Inquilino'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SMvI5X0MmUI/AAAAAAAAALk/FXGuRVsu6hI/s72-c/enano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-2324374342922271212</id><published>2008-08-15T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:55:57.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big y Bad/Big and Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SKWqFSHQOTI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BKFKaZ8JiNo/s1600-h/2c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SKWqFSHQOTI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BKFKaZ8JiNo/s320/2c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234777149626399026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SKWqiDr3NiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bWlJRlCgivE/s1600-h/2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SKWqiDr3NiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bWlJRlCgivE/s320/2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234777643969623586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt; son dos gatos amigos. Les gusta discutir, ir a pescar, desayunar en la orilla y a veces (pero muy pocas veces) pasar un ratito sin hablar uno con otro. Esos ratitos son únicos, porque cuando pasan - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt; se da cuenta de que no puede estar mucho tiempo sin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;...y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;...simplemente sonríe...porque aunque está callado, no para de pensar en las cosas q le gustaría comentar a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así es un&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;a simple&lt;/span&gt; historia de dos gatos amigos. Y me alegro mucho que yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt; tengo un amigo así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disponibles en &lt;a href="http://www.krize.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Big ir Bad yra du draugai katinai. Jiems patinka ginchytis, zhvejoti, pusrychiauti pakranteje ir kartais (bet labai retai) nustoti kalbeti vienas su kitu. Tokios akimirkos yra svarbios, nes tik tada Big suvokia, kaip sunku yra nekalbeti su Bad, o Bad..shypsosi...nes nors ir nekalba, bet nenustoja galvoti, kiek daug dalyku tures papasakoti Big´ui kai jie vel prades kalbeti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokia shi paprasta istorija apie du katinus draugus. Ir as dziaugiuosi, kad taip pat turiu toki drauga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-2324374342922271212?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/2324374342922271212/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=2324374342922271212' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/2324374342922271212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/2324374342922271212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-y-badbig-and-bad.html' title='Big y Bad/Big and Bad'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SKWqFSHQOTI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BKFKaZ8JiNo/s72-c/2c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-6896987463954534014</id><published>2008-07-31T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:48:27.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>para no_joy/tokiai mergaitei no_joy</title><content type='html'>otro intercambio de dibujos con &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Erika&lt;/span&gt; (no_&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;) de www.artscene.lt. El mío ya lo tengo colgado en la pared, pero el que le mandé todavía está en el camino...espero que ningún &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cartero&lt;/span&gt; se lo ha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;quedado&lt;/span&gt; para el...carteros por favor, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;llevad le&lt;/span&gt; la carta a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Erika&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;dar vienas apsikeitimas - si karta su no_joy is www.artscene.lt. Savo piesini jau gavau ir jis isdiziai kaba ant sienos, bet manasis kazkur pasiklydo, pakeliui...tikiuosi, kad joks pastininkas jo nepasisavino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SJIhpp1PrCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_E4qncR5AoU/s1600-h/nojoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SJIhpp1PrCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_E4qncR5AoU/s320/nojoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229279116818099234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y este el dibujo que me hizó para mi (con Boogie y todo)/cia noy_joy piesinys, skirtas man ir Boogiui :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SJIi0WmdYeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ktz-k94a408/s1600-h/Krize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SJIi0WmdYeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ktz-k94a408/s320/Krize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229280400145998306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-6896987463954534014?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6896987463954534014/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=6896987463954534014' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6896987463954534014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/6896987463954534014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/07/para-nojoytokiai-mergaitei-nojoy.html' title='para no_joy/tokiai mergaitei no_joy'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SJIhpp1PrCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_E4qncR5AoU/s72-c/nojoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8084252064596174837</id><published>2008-06-21T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:28:08.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>para Rorkas/Rorkui</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Este dibujo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hice&lt;/span&gt; para un intercambio con un artista lituano, al que admiro mucho, que se llama &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rorkas&lt;/span&gt;. Así mismo he descansado del ordenador y retomado técnicas manuales :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SF0CMYQY0SI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LEmpt08nO9A/s1600-h/rorkui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SF0CMYQY0SI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LEmpt08nO9A/s400/rorkui.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214326355257774370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aquí está el dibujo que Rorkas hizo para mi/Rorko piesinys man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SF0Cx-Kb6WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tqpkMoxkAnM/s1600-h/krize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SF0Cx-Kb6WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tqpkMoxkAnM/s400/krize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214327001088518498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Galería de dibujos de Rorkas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://art.scene.lt/process.php/page.userinfo;menuname.works_user;user.5268"&gt;http://art.scene.lt/process.php/page.userinfo;menuname.works_user;user.5268&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis piesinys skirtas Rorkui - internetiniam draugui, su kuriuo padareme linksma apsikeitima portretais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rorko piesiniu galite rasti cia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://art.scene.lt/process.php/page.userinfo;menuname.works_user;user.5268"&gt;http://art.scene.lt/process.php/page.userinfo;menuname.works_user;user.5268&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-8084252064596174837?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8084252064596174837/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=8084252064596174837' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8084252064596174837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/8084252064596174837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/06/para-rorkasrorkui.html' title='para Rorkas/Rorkui'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SF0CMYQY0SI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LEmpt08nO9A/s72-c/rorkui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-5995950023122678137</id><published>2008-06-02T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:40:36.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueño/Sapnas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SEQtWr1Xj3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/CK1mrU4WDGw/s1600-h/sapnas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SEQtWr1Xj3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/CK1mrU4WDGw/s400/sapnas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207336936894074738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche estuve soñando...&lt;br /&gt;con una Pez &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;susurrando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;canciones&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;con un mundo debajo del agua y lleno de polvo de oro&lt;br /&gt;pero no era el oro que brilla y causa tantas disputas...&lt;br /&gt;sste oro solo brillaba, pero no tenía valor, podía&lt;br /&gt;llenarme los bolsillos...&lt;br /&gt;y no pesaba nada...y mientras&lt;br /&gt;los peces cantaban...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si no era un sueño no se que era&lt;br /&gt;será que estoy con un pie en los nubes y con otro en la Tierra&lt;br /&gt;Pero y los peces? Y el polvo de oro...?&lt;br /&gt;Y me he levantado....gritando..."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Socorroooo&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;despertado&lt;/span&gt; en mi cama de multicolor&lt;br /&gt;Con los bolsillos llenos de oro y sin ningún valor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si&lt;span class="title"&gt;ą&lt;/span&gt;    naktį  sapnavau...&lt;br /&gt;Kad su žuvimis buvau&lt;br /&gt;Beniuniuojant dainas - žėriaus aukso dulkes į&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kišenes&lt;br /&gt;bet ne tokio aukso, kuris žiba...&lt;br /&gt;nei to - kuris ginčus kelia...&lt;br /&gt;tas auksas buvo lengvas kaip pūkas ar tavo juokas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O jei tai buvo ne sapnas?&lt;br /&gt;Juk aš - viena koja danguje, o kita - žemej!&lt;br /&gt;Bet tada žuvys..?ir dainos...? ir aukso dulkės...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tada...as pabudau..&lt;br /&gt;virdulį&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; verdant išgirdau&lt;br /&gt;Gal ten rasiu žuvu?&lt;br /&gt;Su aukso dulkių šleifu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-5995950023122678137?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5995950023122678137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=5995950023122678137' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5995950023122678137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5995950023122678137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/06/sueosapnas.html' title='Sueño/Sapnas'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SEQtWr1Xj3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/CK1mrU4WDGw/s72-c/sapnas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3959974272302010051</id><published>2008-05-22T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:35:18.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El Artista del European Street Team/European Street Team artistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SDWtSnxTJYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EHZmkPqusBo/s1600-h/vilkas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SDWtSnxTJYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EHZmkPqusBo/s400/vilkas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203255479921485186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana estoy en el Blog del  "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;European&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" como artista invitado. En este blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;podéis&lt;/span&gt; leer un poco sobre mí - el texto está en ingles, porque el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; es de artistas que hacen cosas hechas a mano para la tienda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.europeanst.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.europeanst.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;disfrutéis&lt;/span&gt; y de paso &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;visitéis&lt;/span&gt; mi Tienda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5575378"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5575378&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprovecho este post para animaros a comprar cosas hechas a mano, porque es un modo de elegir cosas únicas, hechas con amor y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;huir&lt;/span&gt; del consumismo masivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Sia savaite esu "European Street Team" artistas. Cia rasite mano interviu - anglu kalba:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.europeanst.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.europeanst.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;European Street Team - tai Europos menininku, daranciu ranku darbo gaminius ir parduodancius internetineje parduotuveje Etsy, komanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taip pat, pakeliui kvieciu uzsukti ir i mano Etsy parduotuve :)  :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5575378"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5575378&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasinaudosiu proga ir paskatinsiu pirkti ranku darbo gaminius, nes tai puikus budas isigyti vienetinius, su meile atliktus daiktus ir pabegti nuo masinio pirkimo supermarketuose. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3959974272302010051?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3959974272302010051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3959974272302010051' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3959974272302010051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3959974272302010051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-artista-del-european-street.html' title='El Artista del European Street Team/European Street Team artistas'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SDWtSnxTJYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EHZmkPqusBo/s72-c/vilkas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3999583963940441651</id><published>2008-05-07T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:56:21.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bul-Bul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SCH-NlVdXFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AA7L5BwrhwQ/s1600-h/bul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SCH-NlVdXFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AA7L5BwrhwQ/s400/bul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197714954276133970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bul&lt;/span&gt; - dijo un día una mancha de acuarela.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bul&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bul&lt;/span&gt; - le contestó la pequeña y insignificante &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;manchita&lt;/span&gt; de lápiz.&lt;br /&gt;- Cuando os comportareis como adultas! - empapado de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lágrimas&lt;/span&gt; gritó el papel - acaso eso os parece un juego!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- si que lo es... - dijo en voz baja la niña y sonriendo hizo una mancha más. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ui&lt;/span&gt; como la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;va&lt;/span&gt; a regañar la madre cuando verá su falda manchada de tintas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bul - pasake akvareles deme.&lt;br /&gt;- Bul Bul - pasigirdo atsakymas. Tai buvo maza ir nereiksminga piestuko demele...&lt;br /&gt;-Ar baigsit elgtis kaip mazvaikiai!! - suriko sudrekes popieriaus lapas - jums ka cia zaidimas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aisku, kad zaidimas..- tyliai pasake mergaite ir besisypsodama nuteske dar viena deme. Ai Ai kaip supyks mama, kai pamatys jos aptaskyta sijona!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3999583963940441651?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3999583963940441651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3999583963940441651' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3999583963940441651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3999583963940441651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/05/bul-bul.html' title='Bul-Bul'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SCH-NlVdXFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AA7L5BwrhwQ/s72-c/bul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-185403679515304939</id><published>2008-04-20T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:35:39.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Achís.Perdón.../Apchi.Atsiprashau...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SAuawqJr0TI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-KXnBl0-LxE/s1600-h/1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SAuawqJr0TI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-KXnBl0-LxE/s400/1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191413156213936434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...A veces, todo hay que decirlo, los mensajes se retrasan, porque alguna ballena se los traga sin querer y luego hay que mandar alguna expedición se rescate.&lt;br /&gt;A veces ocurre, si la ballena que se ha tragado los mensajes es muy educada, se presenta ella misma en la playa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disculpándose&lt;/span&gt; y luego estornuda de su interior un montón de botellas, llenas de mensajes.&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Achís&lt;/span&gt;.Perdón...""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto &lt;a href="http://puzzle.jorgegonzalvo.com/"&gt;Jorge Gonzalvo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilustración: Kristina Sabaite&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kartais, zhinutes veluoja, nes kuris nors banginis jas visai netychia praryja...ir zhinoma, tada, reikia kviesti Greitaja Pagalba.&lt;br /&gt;Kartais, jei banginis, kuris prarijo zhinutes yra mandagus ir gerai ishaukletas, jis pats susigedes ateina i papludimi, nusichiaudo ir ish jo burnos pasklinda tukstanchiai buteliu su zhinutemis viduje....&lt;br /&gt;- Apchi.Atsiprashau..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-185403679515304939?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/185403679515304939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=185403679515304939' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/185403679515304939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/185403679515304939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/04/achsperdnapchiatsiprashau.html' title='Achís.Perdón.../Apchi.Atsiprashau...'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/SAuawqJr0TI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-KXnBl0-LxE/s72-c/1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-7105789613870417485</id><published>2008-04-03T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T03:14:00.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burbujas de jabón/Muilo burbulai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R_Srb6ep3MI/AAAAAAAAAIM/m1DTqdAsruc/s1600-h/burbulai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R_Srb6ep3MI/AAAAAAAAAIM/m1DTqdAsruc/s400/burbulai2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184957567052930242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kajus&lt;/span&gt; recuerda muy bien aquel día en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Juodkrante&lt;/span&gt;, cuando subido en un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;montón&lt;/span&gt; de piedras estaba soñando...la suave brisa le cantaba, las olas frescas le daban &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;besitos&lt;/span&gt; de gotas de agua en las mejillas, los mosquitos estaban haciendo cosquillas en su espalda y el Jabón...el Jabón que tenía en la botella &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;olía&lt;/span&gt; a pino! Pino verde de los bosques que tanto le gustaban, por eso la botella la trajo consigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Espero que mi madre no se entere, que le he cogido tanto jabón - pensó &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kajus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro, que se enterará, pero teniendo un niño tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;inventa cosas&lt;/span&gt;, ya no le extrañaba nada, además la madre de niña tambien era muy soñadora, pero claro ahora ya no tiene tiempo para sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasaban segundos, minutos, horas...pero &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kajus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;seguía&lt;/span&gt; allí, en el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;montón&lt;/span&gt; de piedras y hacía burbujas a sabor pino verde que salían de varios colores, colores que jugaban con sol de anochecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me gustaría estar aquí haciendo burbujas toda la vida - pensó &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kajus&lt;/span&gt;, pero no sabía que despues de 30 años  vendrá aquí y solo le quedará la botella vacía y los recuerdos de aquel verano que olía a pino verde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kajus gerai prisimena ta vasaros diena Juodkranteje, kai uzsilipes ant kruvos akmenu svajojo...Svelnus vejelis jam dainavo, bangos taske vandeni ant zandu, muses svelniai kuteno nugara ir muilas, kuri turejo butelyje, kvepejo pusimis. Zaliomis pusimis, kurias taip mego!&lt;br /&gt;-Tikiuosi, mama nepamatys, kad paemiau tiek muilo - pamaste Kajus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zinoma, kad supras! Bet mama, turedama toki isdykusi vaika buvo pripratusi prie visko, beje kai buvo maza taip pat mego svajoti, aisku dabar to jau nebedaro, nes neturi laiko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bego sekundes, minutes, valandos...Bet Kajus nepajudejo is vietos nuo savo akmenu kruvos, pusdamas burbulus, kvepiancius pusimis ir geredamasis spalvomis, kuriose zaide besileidziancios saules atsvaitai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Man patiktu cia sedeti ir pusti burbulus visa gyvenima - pagalvojo Kajus ir nezinojo, kad po 30 metu sugris i ta vieta su tusciu buteliu ir siltais prisiminimais apie ta grazia vasara, kvepiancia pusimis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-7105789613870417485?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7105789613870417485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=7105789613870417485' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7105789613870417485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/7105789613870417485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/04/burbujas-de-jabnmuilo-burbulai.html' title='Burbujas de jabón/Muilo burbulai'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R_Srb6ep3MI/AAAAAAAAAIM/m1DTqdAsruc/s72-c/burbulai2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-4654344576623886253</id><published>2008-03-11T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T03:53:51.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marta y flamenco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9ZknNQcZYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LZe3WZ-mgak/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9ZknNQcZYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LZe3WZ-mgak/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176435446445270402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Marta le gusta flamenco, pero nunca baila ni canta y a pesar de todo esto - se considera &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flamenquera&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Pero porque no bailas ni cantas? - le preguntan su abuelo mientras mira el partido.&lt;br /&gt;- Y porque tu miras el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fútbol&lt;/span&gt; pero nunca juegas? - sonriendo le contesta Marta.&lt;br /&gt;- porque..e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es que el flamenco se lleva en el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt; y no en los lunares de la falda y Marta lo sabe mejor que nadie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Martai patinka flamenko ir nors jos niekada neisgirsi ir nepamatysi sokant ar dainuojant - ji save laiko "flamenkiste".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bet kodel niekada nesoki nei dainuoji? - klausia jos senelis, ziuredamas futbolo rungtynes&lt;br /&gt;- o kodel tu ziuri futbola, bet niekada jo nezaidi? - sypsodamasi atsako Marta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juk flamenko yra sirdyje o ne taskuotame sijone ir Marta tai zino geriau nei kas kitas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4654344576623886253?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4654344576623886253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4654344576623886253' title='14 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4654344576623886253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4654344576623886253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/03/flamenco.html' title='Marta y flamenco'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9ZknNQcZYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LZe3WZ-mgak/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-3672686485983410388</id><published>2008-03-07T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T09:18:08.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya tengo mi libro/Jau turiu knyga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9EO5NQcZTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aVEB1g9fDYc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9EO5NQcZTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aVEB1g9fDYc/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174933822799373618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9EPltQcZWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/O3Z8cZxu_qw/s1600-h/3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9EPltQcZWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/O3Z8cZxu_qw/s320/3a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174934587303552354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9EPadQcZVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3AePBihPRMs/s1600-h/2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9EPadQcZVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3AePBihPRMs/s320/2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174934394030024018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9EPLdQcZUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZFvL_waeK3A/s1600-h/1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9EPLdQcZUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZFvL_waeK3A/s320/1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174934136331986242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ya tengo el libro de Bernardo Giraldez y mis ilustraciones, en mis manos y lo quiero compartir con todos vosotros! Gracias a Bernardo por hacerlo tan bien! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s quiero aclarar una cosa - que veo que muchos ya se fueron corriendo a las librerías (y eso me alegra un monton! ), pero ese libro es de autoedicion y es un regalo que hace un abuelo estupendo a sus dos nietas encantadoras, y no se encuentra en las librerías.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-3672686485983410388?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3672686485983410388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=3672686485983410388' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3672686485983410388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/3672686485983410388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/03/ya-tengo-mi-librojau-turiu-knyga.html' title='Ya tengo mi libro/Jau turiu knyga'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R9EO5NQcZTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aVEB1g9fDYc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1255605949727500686</id><published>2008-02-29T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T03:00:37.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No me dejes/Nepalik manes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R8fjjMQ0ZxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SnwpJPy-rPI/s1600-h/nomedejes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R8fjjMQ0ZxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SnwpJPy-rPI/s400/nomedejes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172352890784999186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No me dejes! - dijo Tilo,  (aunque realmente era más gritar que decir).&lt;br /&gt;-No me dejes, Me oyes?? - repetía y repetía cada vez más enfadado,&lt;br /&gt;pero &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wilma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ya estaba harta de esta escena, que ya pasó tantas veces...&lt;br /&gt;que esta vez será la última, ya tengo mi maleta hecha, pues no hay vuelta atrás!&lt;br /&gt;-No me dejes! - repetía como un gramófono viejo, Tilo, y en realidad tenía tanto miedo&lt;br /&gt;de pensar que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wilma&lt;/span&gt; le puede dejar hoy, que cada vez subía más su tono de voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Te doy tres días - finalmente dijo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wilma&lt;/span&gt; con la voz temblando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pero que haré tres días sin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wilma&lt;/span&gt;?" - se asustó Tilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Y no podrían ser dos? - escondiendo su orgullo en el bolsillo, preguntó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dos días y 15 minutos - lo dejó muy claro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wilma&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A veces hay que ser menos dura con el" - pensó &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wilma&lt;/span&gt; y cogiendo su maleta, miró a Tilo.&lt;br /&gt;"pero que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;orejitas&lt;/span&gt; tan monas tiene..." - cerrando los ojos dijo en voz suave y cerró la puerta.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;- Nepalik manes! - pasake Tilo (nors tai buvo daugiau rekimas nei pasakymas)&lt;br /&gt;- Girdi mane, girdi mane? - kartojo ir kartojo, vis labiau supykes, bet Wilmai jau buvo igrisusi&lt;br /&gt;si tiek kartu besikartojanti situacija...tai bus paskutinis kartas, juk jau net ir lagamina susikroviau!&lt;br /&gt;- Nepalik manes! - kartojo kaip senas gramofonas, Tilo, ir is tiesu jam buvo taip baisu, kad siandien Wilma is tikruju gali ji palikti, kad kiekviena karta jo balso tonas vis stiprejo.&lt;br /&gt;- Duodu tau tris dienas - pagaliau istare Wilma drebanciu  balsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bet...ka as darysiu tris dienas de Wilmos?" - nejuokais sunerimo Tilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O galetu buti dvi dienos...? - nugalejes savo isdiduma paklause Tilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dvi dienos ir 15 minuciu. - labai tvirtai pasake Wilma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kartais tureciau buti su juo svelnesne" - pagalvojo Wilma ir paimdama lagamina, paskutini karta pazvelge i Tilo. "Bet kokios mielos ausytes..ah..." - pamaste sau Wilma ir garsiai uztrenke duris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1255605949727500686?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1255605949727500686/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1255605949727500686' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1255605949727500686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1255605949727500686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-me-dejesnepalik-manes.html' title='No me dejes/Nepalik manes'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R8fjjMQ0ZxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SnwpJPy-rPI/s72-c/nomedejes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-551249819129243335</id><published>2008-02-22T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:51:29.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El té a las pinco en punto/Arbata lygiai penkta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R76oz4_jglI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ScVsbhUWyvA/s1600-h/inquilino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R76oz4_jglI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ScVsbhUWyvA/s400/inquilino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169755031693656658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí os pongo un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trocito&lt;/span&gt; de texto del ultimo libro, que he ilustrado, acompañado &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; mi ilustración. El libro es dedicado para dos niñas encantadoras, Antia y María, menuda suerte tienen de poder tener  esas  historias, escritas por su abuelo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Texto: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bernardo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Giraldez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ilustración: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kristina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sabaite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"¿Porqué, el Inquilino es tan independiente preguntas?.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Verás, el&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Inquilino es un minino siamés, muy fino, que tiene por costumbre tomar el té, a las cinco de la tarde, pero no, con cualquiera ni en cualquier lugar y ese&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;tipo de hábito, le confiere su carácter peculiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;El gato todos los días, después de comer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pausadamente&lt;/span&gt; su lata de paté de carne, porque como es muy sibarita, y si le das&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;para comer, por ejemplo, espinas de pescado o pienso para gatos, no los quiere y&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;no come. Se marchaba rápidamente,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a tenderse al sol sobre el muro del vecino, el de la acera de enfrente y allí, esperaba pacientemente, que fuesen las cinco de la tarde, y&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;que alguien viniese a acompañarle, en el ritual del té, que por descontado los gatos del barrio, no conocían"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-551249819129243335?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/551249819129243335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=551249819129243335' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/551249819129243335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/551249819129243335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/02/el-t-las-pinco-en-puntoarbata-lygiai.html' title='El té a las pinco en punto/Arbata lygiai penkta'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R76oz4_jglI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ScVsbhUWyvA/s72-c/inquilino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-8098966569305745302</id><published>2008-02-14T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T03:14:12.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz San Valentin!/Su Valentino Diena</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R7QiXY_jgjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HLDajgzaK7E/s1600-h/valentinai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R6ymkSytAeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/A_Sr7B3TvCg/s400/skyle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164686015137120738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Érase una vez un Niño, un niño muy alegre y optimista y sería un niño como otros cien mil niños, pero tenía un agujero en la cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;-Pero como? - preguntarás tú.&lt;br /&gt;-Pues así - con un agujero en la cabeza - diré yo.&lt;br /&gt;Y además, te diré que en su oreja derecha vive un ratón.&lt;br /&gt;-Pero como que un ratón? - preguntarás tú.&lt;br /&gt;- Pue así - te contestaré yo.&lt;br /&gt;Desde luego el ratón no se ve, porque es muy pequeño y además no le gusta salir mucho (a no ser que es alguna fiesta muy especial).&lt;br /&gt;- Pero como vá a salir, si necesitará unas escaleras para bajar de la oreja del niño - me dirás tú muy seriamente.&lt;br /&gt;- No las necesita, porque tiene alas - diré yo.&lt;br /&gt;No me preguntarás nada más, porque siendo un adulto pensarás "un ratón con alas, que bobada es esa" . Y yo - muy contenta pensaré "mejor, porque este cuento es para niños"&lt;br /&gt;Pues así asado el cuento se há aratonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gyvena karta Berniukas, labai linksmas ir simpatiskas ir butu panasus i daugeli kitu simtus berniuku, jei ne skyle galvoje.&lt;br /&gt;- Kaip tai skyle galvoje? - paklausi tu.&lt;br /&gt;- Va taip - tau atsakysiu as.&lt;br /&gt;Ir be to, tau pasakysiu, kad jo desineje ausyje gyvena pele.&lt;br /&gt;- Kaip tai pele?? - paklausi tu.&lt;br /&gt;- Va taip - tau atsakysiu as.&lt;br /&gt;Zinoma, peles ausyje nesimato, nes ji labai maza ir jai nepatinka eiti pasivaikscioti (nebent butu kokia svarbi proga).&lt;br /&gt;- Cha! bet kaip ji iseis pasivaikscioti, juk reiketu kopeciu, kad isliptu is berniuko ausies - pasakysi tu labai rimtu veidu.&lt;br /&gt;- O kam jai kopecios, jei turi sparnus? - tau atsakysiu as.&lt;br /&gt;Daugiau nieko manes nepaklausi, nes budamas suauges pagalvosi "pele su sparnais, kokia nesamone!" . O as - " taip geriau, nes si istorija skirta vaikams".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taigi taip va taip ir istorija pasibaige visaip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-4185463515779289198?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4185463515779289198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=4185463515779289198' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4185463515779289198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/4185463515779289198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/02/en-la-cabeza-un-agujero-en-la-oreja-un.html' title='En la cabeza un agujero, en la oreja - un ratón/Galvoj - skyle, ausy - pele'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R6ymkSytAeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/A_Sr7B3TvCg/s72-c/skyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-5012199143806988355</id><published>2008-01-29T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T01:56:09.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy quiero yo poner colores!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R574LSytAcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FB8P-ZCAits/s1600-h/jie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R574LSytAcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FB8P-ZCAits/s400/jie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160835095919919554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el pelo se enreda, el aire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;huele&lt;/span&gt; a mimosas, voy descalza y tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fragil&lt;/span&gt;, respiro mil y dos olores, si cierro los ojos, el Mundo parece tan perfecto, tan limpio y puro, como tu sonrisa. Y si me dicen, que soy soñadora, será muy cierto, porque ellos son los que me despiertan y adormecen, los que vuelan y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sonríen&lt;/span&gt; conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;quiero&lt;/span&gt; yo poner colores y los sonidos y las canciones, bailar al ritmo y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;reírme&lt;/span&gt;, si no hay nieve - será &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;azúcar&lt;/span&gt;, si llueve saco las paraguas y aunque llenas de agujeros mis botas son de las mejores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Apunta te&lt;/span&gt; saltar conmigo y contaremos cuantos pasos queda hasta la casa, pero con ojos bien cerrados, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ejei&lt;/span&gt; cuidado &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;con&lt;/span&gt; los gatos!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-5012199143806988355?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5012199143806988355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=5012199143806988355' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5012199143806988355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/5012199143806988355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/01/hoy-quiero-yo-poner-colores.html' title='Hoy quiero yo poner colores!'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R574LSytAcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FB8P-ZCAits/s72-c/jie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-1851810545363815005</id><published>2008-01-23T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T02:12:33.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todos quieren tener una casa ( y Boogie tambien..) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R5cD-iytAbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HP863kxA8Dk/s1600-h/liepa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R5cD-iytAbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HP863kxA8Dk/s400/liepa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158596271202435506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una ilustración del calendario que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hice&lt;/span&gt; para "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Inreal&lt;/span&gt;"  ("Todos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;quieren&lt;/span&gt; tener una casa") y el que me inspiró fue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Boogie&lt;/span&gt; :) si, si, si...el mismo &lt;a href="http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2007/10/la-soledad-vienisumas.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Boogie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; que tiene la cama &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Africana&lt;/span&gt; y no quiere estar solo en casa :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-1851810545363815005?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1851810545363815005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=1851810545363815005' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1851810545363815005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/1851810545363815005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/01/todos-quieren-tener-una-casa-y-boogie.html' title='Todos quieren tener una casa ( y Boogie tambien..) :)'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R5cD-iytAbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HP863kxA8Dk/s72-c/liepa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-229759294397117334</id><published>2008-01-15T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T03:02:52.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>En las Aguas de Nilo/ Neramus Nilo vandenys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R4ySUi3_NLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6_anVSSJ4SU/s1600-h/Nilas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R4ySUi3_NLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6_anVSSJ4SU/s400/Nilas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155656555089048754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En las Aguas de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nilo&lt;/span&gt; todas las cosas parecen muy diferentes.. - pensaba &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Koto&lt;/span&gt;, observando las olas.&lt;br /&gt;Los Peces - ya no me dan ganas de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;comérselas&lt;/span&gt;, sino hablar con ellas, La Lluvia - que tanto odiaba, porque dejaba el pelo muy desordenado y a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Koto&lt;/span&gt; le gustaba ir siempre muy bien &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;arregladito&lt;/span&gt; - parecía un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;susurro&lt;/span&gt; suave y inesperado...Las Olas - y porque las tenía tanto miedo antes...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo es tan relativo - dijo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Koto&lt;/span&gt;, sería bueno cambiar de aires y desconectarme más a menudo - pensó y la mañana siguiente se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;suscribió&lt;/span&gt; a los cursos de vela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilo vandenyse, visi dalykai atrode kiek kitaip - pagalvojo Koto, stebedamas bangas. tarkim, Zuvys - manes jau nebetraukia jas valgyti, o tik kalbetis su jomis, Lietus - kurio taip nekente, nes po jo kailis linkdavo susiveles ir baisus, o Koto patiko visada buti susitvarkiusiam - atrode tarsi svelnus ir netiketas snibzdesys...Bangos! - kodel seniau ju taip bijojo...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viskas taip relatyvu - pasake Koto, butu gerai dazniau isvaziuoti ir pakeisti aplinka - pagalvojo ir sekanti ryta uzsirase i Buriavimo Kursus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-229759294397117334?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/229759294397117334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=229759294397117334' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/229759294397117334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/229759294397117334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/01/en-las-aguas-de-nilo-neramus-nilo.html' title='En las Aguas de Nilo/ Neramus Nilo vandenys'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R4ySUi3_NLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6_anVSSJ4SU/s72-c/Nilas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323393377750301601.post-474075998165328841</id><published>2008-01-06T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:33:29.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me mareo, y tú?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R4FWyi3_NKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ty_zXNUPKG4/s1600-h/bloga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R4FWyi3_NKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ty_zXNUPKG4/s400/bloga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152494875043640482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces me mareo...no es que pase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;muy&lt;/span&gt; a menudo, pero me mareo tanto que me da no se qué.&lt;br /&gt;Sobre todo me marean algunas opiniones, frases sueltas con dientes largos, palabras voladoras, pensamientos negativos y que se ponen muy pesados, letras insignificantes con un significado escondido, pero por ejemplo nunca me marean los gatos, ni los perros, ni la comida..será que para algunas cosas tengo inmunidad y para otras no y a veces de tanto marearme me saco un bolso grande de plástico duro, pongo allí todas esas cosas mareantes y lo cierro. y lo tiro. y me despido de ello y cuando tomo aire fresco digo "que día tan calmado tenemos hoy"...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323393377750301601-474075998165328841?l=kristinasabaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/feeds/474075998165328841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323393377750301601&amp;postID=474075998165328841' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/474075998165328841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323393377750301601/posts/default/474075998165328841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinasabaite.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-mareo-y-t.html' title='Me mareo, y tú?'/><author><name>Kristina Sabaite (krize)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148800646531039767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/Sy_TWaUyuyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ErzyePeFIoU/S220/avat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYQsKwelFps/R4FWyi3_NKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ty_zXNUPKG4/s72-c/bloga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
