tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36748026505500966392012-02-16T08:46:37.915-08:00Ashley NicoleLinda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.comBlogger761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-69768028815650517382009-04-14T06:57:00.000-07:002009-04-14T06:59:42.754-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SeSWuWZYQrI/AAAAAAAAAas/t_Lj0Nu8Bfw/s1600-h/DSC08748.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324546382488945330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SeSWuWZYQrI/AAAAAAAAAas/t_Lj0Nu8Bfw/s320/DSC08748.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Todo un exito. La imagen que queria!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-6976802881565051738?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-74277281243301906062009-04-03T05:21:00.000-07:002009-04-03T05:24:23.002-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SdX_idTq6YI/AAAAAAAAAak/rc5GHZIZLN4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320439502255876482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SdX_idTq6YI/AAAAAAAAAak/rc5GHZIZLN4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> Volvere con videos y fotos del Quince!!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Promesa de bloguera.<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-7427728124330190606?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-29179124084874230522009-03-27T06:23:00.000-07:002009-03-27T06:47:43.277-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Mi niña bonita</span></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SczUSApxQOI/AAAAAAAAAac/S_tRSsiVCOM/s1600-h/DSC08250[1].JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317858665895641314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SczUSApxQOI/AAAAAAAAAac/S_tRSsiVCOM/s320/DSC08250%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Se llama <span style="font-size:130%;">Ashley Nicole</span> y nació en Ponce-Puerto Rico el miércoles, 6 de abril de 1994 a las 3:25 de la tarde. Pesó 6 libras y 12 onzas.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SczTYgv_gWI/AAAAAAAAAaU/DRqKOeVRnlM/s1600-h/DSC08250[1].JPG"></a> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Su mamá ha estado por casi un año escribiendo notas, deseos, consejos y dejando datos sobre este festejo que compartirá con sus amigos y familiares. Además, su mamá le ha coordinado un viaje para que continúe -por siete días adicionales- disfrutando en grande inmediatamente después de la celebración. </div><div align="center">Definitivamente los 15 años de Ashley no pasarán por alto.<br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2917912408487423052?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-82535878099151213462009-03-27T06:17:00.000-07:002009-03-27T06:19:25.980-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SczSOr4_8kI/AAAAAAAAAaM/OcitIJ5BHLM/s1600-h/numero%208.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317856409759511106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SczSOr4_8kI/AAAAAAAAAaM/OcitIJ5BHLM/s320/numero%25208.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SczR-9_2wLI/AAAAAAAAAaE/urVUmSKeXzs/s1600-h/numero%208.gif"></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> Restan ocho días!!</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-8253587809915121346?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-25471763139462862312009-03-25T10:57:00.000-07:002009-03-25T10:59:17.697-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/ScpwutnvgvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pTIkmvwP750/s1600-h/maletas1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317186257886872306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/ScpwutnvgvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pTIkmvwP750/s320/maletas1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>Con las maletas hechas!!</p><p>Qué rico, ahhh!!!</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2547176313946286231?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-23343882521492408932009-03-25T05:44:00.001-07:002009-03-25T05:48:39.993-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SconTnKviAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/lmngUHh1uwY/s1600-h/Camino-a-la-borda.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317105527949330434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SconTnKviAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/lmngUHh1uwY/s320/Camino-a-la-borda.jpg" border="0" /></a> Estamos en la recta final!!<br />Solo restan 10 días para tu fiesta<br />Solo restan 11 días para disfrutar de tu regalo!!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2334388252149240893?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-4108697297226848262009-03-24T10:36:00.000-07:002009-03-24T10:44:02.325-07:00<strong>Por mis quince… (De una quinceañera a sus padres)</strong><br />por <a title="Entradas de Henry Ricardo" href="http://rincondepoemas.wordpress.com/author/henryricardo/">Henry Ricardo</a><br /><br />Quiero regalar a mis padres: <br />Quince ramos de besos rociados <div>con una brisa de agradecimiento<br />por aceptar ese enorme reto<br />de amarme, cuidarme y educarme.<br /><br />Quince ramos de caricias<br />y en cada uno mi corazón<br />porque son ellos la razón<br />por la que he llegado hasta aquí.<br /><br />Quince ramos de abrazos<br />por esa fortaleza que me han dado<br />porque en ningún momento me han abandonado<br />y me siento segura en sus brazos.<br /><br />Quince ramos de peticiones de perdón<br />por todas esas veces que me he equivocado<br />que en sus ojos lágrimas he provocado<br />y a pesar de eso alejan a la decepción.<br /><br />Quince ramos de “Los Amo” que nacen<br />en el jardín de mi corazón<br />que cada día reuno con ilusión<br />para adornarlos con emoción.<br /><br />Y a Dios, le regalo este ramo, que contiene<br />exactamente quince años, por haberme regalado<br />a lo mejor de su creación, Mis Padres.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-410869729722684826?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-64396719199103462252009-03-24T10:26:00.000-07:002009-03-24T10:33:28.125-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SckZW4Oo7dI/AAAAAAAAAZk/oUgSH-59DkY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316808715929185746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SckZW4Oo7dI/AAAAAAAAAZk/oUgSH-59DkY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SckYod221UI/AAAAAAAAAZc/v7aN125AmSc/s1600-h/Quince_Park.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Conozca a esta Quinceañera</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">PRONTO...</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-6439671919910346225?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-83485015668044898532009-03-16T10:33:00.000-07:002009-03-16T10:35:30.585-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sb6NlsLNhyI/AAAAAAAAAY0/JXQutVPEWgM/s1600-h/Grandfather.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313840288996624162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sb6NlsLNhyI/AAAAAAAAAY0/JXQutVPEWgM/s320/Grandfather.jpg" border="0" /></a> Papá Chelin como oficiante de ceremonia, </div><div align="center">¿quién mejor que él?</div><div align="center">Nadie.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-8348501566804489853?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-43012884442995890052009-03-16T06:59:00.000-07:002009-03-17T05:13:28.552-07:00<div align="center">En la Ciudad de la Alegría,<br />sus habitantes bailaban y reían.<br />Demás está decir que entonaban<br />alegres sinfonías.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313785948847253074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sb5cKrWAplI/AAAAAAAAAYU/-vOP13VDv1g/s320/ert.bmp" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br />Pero una mañana<br />una bruja apareció.<br />entre risotadas y negras magias<br />la música silenció. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313786699756028146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sb5c2YsnQPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Gnw7B3Aq94Q/s320/untitled+2.bmp" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br />Llamaron a ogros, leones y dragones<br />ninguno en aquella ciudad<br />rompió aquel el embrujo<br />tan lleno de maldad. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313787494281163746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sb5dkoiKs-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/-5dxcg25YHw/s320/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br />Pero una joven que pasaba<br />de la situación se enteró.<br />Con su corazón deseaba<br />hallar la solución.<br /><br />Su voz era muy dulce,<br />trigueño su color.<br />Su pelo era rizado<br />y de flores silvestres<br />su fragante olor.<br /><br />Con dulzura y sencillez<br />con sentimientos de amor<br />con un poco de candidez<br />el hechizo ella rompió.<br /><br />De pronto la Ciudad<br />recobró su esplendor.<br />Todos exclamaban a la vez:<br />'¡Que viva Ashley Nicole!' </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313788328813210578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sb5eVNaHK9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/BhP_Q65a6xE/s320/CEP41PrimaveraEnTodoSuEsplendor-g.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br />Para festejar la nueva<br />otra fiesta se gestó<br />la cita está pautada </p><p align="center">a usted se le invitó.<br /><br />Todo está listo:<br />las libélulas y el carruaje<br />para el sábado, 4 de abril<br />a las 4:30 de la tarde.<br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-4301288444299589005?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-50914016145792166282009-03-13T12:37:00.000-07:002009-03-16T07:27:40.498-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sbq2VJsSviI/AAAAAAAAAYM/UvgqIZoErfQ/s1600-h/6a00df3521f810883300e5518112ee8833-800wi.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312759184932126242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sbq2VJsSviI/AAAAAAAAAYM/UvgqIZoErfQ/s320/6a00df3521f810883300e5518112ee8833-800wi.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sbq2O2Aro_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/t-MJ7pSGa6U/s1600-h/masquerade.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312759076569719794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sbq2O2Aro_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/t-MJ7pSGa6U/s320/masquerade.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">¿Listos para el Masquerade?</span></div><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5091401614579216628?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-81956267555114065552009-03-11T10:20:00.000-07:002009-03-16T07:25:44.668-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sbfz3Eyt6kI/AAAAAAAAAXs/NZoImv5krHI/s1600-h/quinceanera-miami-photographer-grafos-studios.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311982413011610178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sbfz3Eyt6kI/AAAAAAAAAXs/NZoImv5krHI/s320/quinceanera-miami-photographer-grafos-studios.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Quinceañera</span><br />Paulina Rubio<br /><br />Yo no sé,<br />por que me siento hoy tan diferente<br />por que no quiero nada con la gente<br />que será<br />Yo no sé por que mi cuerpo cambia día con día<br />y siento que yo ya no soy la misma<br />que será, que será<br /><br />Ahora despierta la mujer que en mi dormía<br />y poco a poco se muere la niña<br />empieza la aventura de la vida<br />Na, na, ahahaaa<br /><br />Ahora me enciende como un sol, la primavera<br />mis sueños se convierten en promesas<br />me cambia el corazón de quinceañera<br /><br />Yo no se por que mi cuerpo cambia dia con día<br />y siento que yo ya no soy la misma que será,<br />que será<br /><br />Ahora despierta la mujer que en mi dormía<br />y poco a poco se muere la niña empieza<br />la aventura de la vida empieza la aventura<br /><br />Ahora me enciende como un sol,<br />la primavera mis sueños<br />se convierten en promesas<br />me cambia el corazón de quinceañera.<br />Quinceañera.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-8195626755511406555?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-32425690087475113562009-03-11T07:43:00.000-07:002009-03-16T07:23:44.109-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sbf0oJVutQI/AAAAAAAAAX0/rXCI1GztQHU/s1600-h/56375_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311983256045794562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sbf0oJVutQI/AAAAAAAAAX0/rXCI1GztQHU/s320/56375_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Espectacularmente emocionante verte en tu traje de quinceañera!!! </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sbft3WHdW9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/XL28HpHazY4/s1600-h/quinceanera-dress-Q362-F-de-7944434.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:78%;">(traje de muestra)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Divina como una diosa!!<br /></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3242569008747511356?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-27713851451621849882009-03-09T05:32:00.000-07:002009-03-16T07:25:03.745-07:00<div align="center">Una lluvia de elogios: </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311165243681501234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SbUMpj0JcDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6uPzak0qifE/s320/rain-drop.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">"original, diferente..."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Una invitación de altura.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2771385145162184988?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-8817434076120871102009-03-06T04:56:00.001-08:002009-03-16T07:24:20.016-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Aruba</span></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310057941445524722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SbEdkFiaPPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/NlQtuInIWco/s320/Aruba%2520Photo.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-881743407612087110?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-47567102054840528982009-03-04T09:45:00.000-08:002009-03-06T11:08:59.646-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6_BYNh_aI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Tqz118nq-NQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309391041116372386" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6_BYNh_aI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Tqz118nq-NQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-7kpIQPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7vgrgoTFO8k/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309390941374136562" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-7kpIQPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7vgrgoTFO8k/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-1-z3CAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-FRpmWJyF9k/s1600-h/cumpleanos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309390845319251970" style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-1-z3CAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-FRpmWJyF9k/s320/cumpleanos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Para desearte</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">FELICIDADES!!!!</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-xIOFsEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/l26CLWKn0Go/s1600-h/CAYKO9QS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309390761945837634" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-xIOFsEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/l26CLWKn0Go/s320/CAYKO9QS.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-kMYzANI/AAAAAAAAAWM/e7R9Apr1D4o/s1600-h/CA0B6JEM.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309390539726192850" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-kMYzANI/AAAAAAAAAWM/e7R9Apr1D4o/s320/CA0B6JEM.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-pYeTyFI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7djDJP0hq4A/s1600-h/CALDVUK3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309390628869883986" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-pYeTyFI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7djDJP0hq4A/s320/CALDVUK3.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-tILA2II/AAAAAAAAAWc/YONXKyBd_gQ/s1600-h/CARCXDNX.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309390693213460610" style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-tILA2II/AAAAAAAAAWc/YONXKyBd_gQ/s320/CARCXDNX.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6_l--pn5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/DC8LJQjFsGc/s1600-h/CA78LLV5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309391669998231442" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6_l--pn5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/DC8LJQjFsGc/s320/CA78LLV5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-XCwtASI/AAAAAAAAAV8/f9DkwC-OlhU/s1600-h/400_1197871875_feliz-cumpleanos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309390313803809058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa6-XCwtASI/AAAAAAAAAV8/f9DkwC-OlhU/s320/400_1197871875_feliz-cumpleanos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><br /><div><div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-4756710205484052898?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-13977726179555115212009-03-03T11:12:00.000-08:002009-03-03T11:13:52.363-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa2BFV9v8gI/AAAAAAAAAV0/4_MxNIWPIWU/s1600-h/118438.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309041464535151106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa2BFV9v8gI/AAAAAAAAAV0/4_MxNIWPIWU/s320/118438.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Erase una vez, una niña llamada Ashley....</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-1397772617955511521?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-34559628446244224952009-03-03T11:03:00.001-08:002009-03-03T11:05:28.634-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa1_DyygotI/AAAAAAAAAVs/yhDcK4j29l8/s1600-h/cDCjaYdAKGJB.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309039238889644754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/Sa1_DyygotI/AAAAAAAAAVs/yhDcK4j29l8/s320/cDCjaYdAKGJB.jpg" border="0" /></a> Esta semana se van las primeras invitaciones...</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Bienvenidos, pues...!!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3455962844624422495?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-38790654581071078422009-03-02T08:50:00.000-08:002009-03-02T13:59:25.514-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SawOe-fOJcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/moN3J57N9OM/s1600-h/reloj.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308633986095785410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SawOe-fOJcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/moN3J57N9OM/s320/reloj.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Tic, Toc, Tic Toc</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Marzo ya llegó!!</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3879065458107107842?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-54082893611985993502009-02-25T12:46:00.000-08:002009-02-25T12:48:20.197-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SaWuQdRtiaI/AAAAAAAAAVU/1GamQBHMxes/s1600-h/2228404230_a61592fc901.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306839333686053282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SaWuQdRtiaI/AAAAAAAAAVU/1GamQBHMxes/s320/2228404230_a61592fc901.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Ya pasó el de Ponce, ya pasó el de Venecia</div><div align="center">ya pronto viene el TUYO, mi Reina!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5408289361198599350?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-65240477424455576922009-02-24T09:37:00.000-08:002009-02-24T09:40:54.962-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SaQw6lZm7KI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1B4oKfW66c8/s1600-h/cenicienta-611962.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306420043979353250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SaQw6lZm7KI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1B4oKfW66c8/s320/cenicienta-611962.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>¿Lista para el Vals?</p><p>Se acerca la hora cero!!</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-6524047742445557692?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-2034926289347626112009-02-24T09:30:00.001-08:002009-02-24T09:32:33.276-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SaQuxIAiNMI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WQIx0r2DGck/s1600-h/Barbie-Movie-Wallpaper-barbie-movies-407784_800_600.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306417682447480002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SaQuxIAiNMI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WQIx0r2DGck/s320/Barbie-Movie-Wallpaper-barbie-movies-407784_800_600.png" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"> es hora que la pases!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-203492628934762611?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-65311966674984475872009-02-12T10:47:00.000-08:002009-02-12T10:57:44.988-08:00<div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SZRvGbHz_xI/AAAAAAAAAUk/luYzAUb-57o/s1600-h/play.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301984817472339730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SZRvGbHz_xI/AAAAAAAAAUk/luYzAUb-57o/s320/play.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SZRu4X1KV5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/b7kk3oMPXdo/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301984576070637458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SZRu4X1KV5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/b7kk3oMPXdo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SZRu_xWcvsI/AAAAAAAAAUc/w5QZxY6zwBI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301984703180226242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SZRu_xWcvsI/AAAAAAAAAUc/w5QZxY6zwBI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>Dale Play!</strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-6531196667498447587?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-1985342373084937352009-02-05T07:22:00.000-08:002009-02-05T07:31:02.590-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SYsFp_KmA9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/pMo_F9ah93Y/s1600-h/mgm.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299335605420164050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SYsFp_KmA9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/pMo_F9ah93Y/s320/mgm.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Ni el uno ni el otro</div><div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SYsFPO6p4mI/AAAAAAAAAUE/QkU4jcfYwQA/s1600-h/imagesfhf.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299335145791808098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SYsFPO6p4mI/AAAAAAAAAUE/QkU4jcfYwQA/s320/imagesfhf.jpg" border="0" /></a>Es simplemente espectacular!! Clasificada G</div><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Pronto en una sala cerca de usted!!!</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-198534237308493735?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-55155116036666884632009-02-03T06:22:00.000-08:002009-02-03T06:23:46.484-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SYhTS1T7urI/AAAAAAAAATg/rWdz7Ca3Kec/s1600-h/CA01MHTI.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298576544614824626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SYhTS1T7urI/AAAAAAAAATg/rWdz7Ca3Kec/s320/CA01MHTI.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />Las piezas cayendo en su lugar.... sólo restan 59 días.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5515511603666688463?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-6867064677172081692009-02-02T12:52:00.000-08:002009-02-02T12:55:49.902-08:00<div align="center">Feliz Día del Amor y la Amistad. Eres especial, negrita. </div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298306348089088498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SYddjU0MGfI/AAAAAAAAATY/1nxhAMdMDqI/s320/valentines_day.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div align="center">Te amo hoy mañana y siempre, mami.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-686706467717208169?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-40667875768125583802009-01-30T12:36:00.000-08:002009-01-30T12:38:48.750-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SYNlGkdXNGI/AAAAAAAAATI/_xu2sMCmxs8/s1600-h/imagenes-amor-hadas-p.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297188750258287714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SYNlGkdXNGI/AAAAAAAAATI/_xu2sMCmxs8/s320/imagenes-amor-hadas-p.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Todo está listo: las libélulas y el carruaje<br /></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">para el sábado, 4 de abril a las 4:30 de la tarde.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-4066787576812558380?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-41313564344062574322009-01-22T12:53:00.000-08:002009-01-22T12:55:14.765-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SXjdDJMNfFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/lK0RBuVjgqY/s1600-h/product1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294224408050498642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SXjdDJMNfFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/lK0RBuVjgqY/s320/product1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Regia!!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-4131356434406257432?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-19658711715902430732008-12-16T07:01:00.001-08:002008-12-16T07:03:59.030-08:00<span style="font-size:130%;">Atención chocolateros:</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">La niña ha ordenado chocolates para su cumpleaños!!!!!!!!!!</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SUfC9O0hVmI/AAAAAAAAARU/UF_49Pil90I/s1600-h/home_pic.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280403445321389666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SUfC9O0hVmI/AAAAAAAAARU/UF_49Pil90I/s320/home_pic.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SUfC3UIBRyI/AAAAAAAAARM/E1wG3IOroMA/s1600-h/choco_05.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280403343666136866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SUfC3UIBRyI/AAAAAAAAARM/E1wG3IOroMA/s320/choco_05.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-1965871171590243073?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-22185221505283125222008-10-30T05:41:00.000-07:002008-10-30T05:48:54.480-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Ashley, yo voy a ti!</span></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SQmrqxIwbiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eJwz60xFGWg/s1600-h/o.bmp">(Anuncio no político no pagado por Comité Ashley15- 2009)<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262926390792056354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SQmrqxIwbiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eJwz60xFGWg/s320/o.bmp" border="0" /></a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2218522150528312522?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-20041441819041728772008-10-20T13:02:00.000-07:002008-10-20T13:05:37.158-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SPzkZMNJgVI/AAAAAAAAAQs/7cOFAubUzBI/s1600-h/invitacion.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259329586286133586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="185" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SPzkZMNJgVI/AAAAAAAAAQs/7cOFAubUzBI/s320/invitacion.jpg" width="262" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Poema... una invitación poco usual.</div><br /><div>Pero tú eres especial.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2004144181904172877?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-76484593852037843522008-09-25T13:03:00.001-07:002008-10-09T13:06:15.590-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SO5kFVEgrSI/AAAAAAAAAQU/vgVRmm2eK6E/s1600-h/revista_noviembre_2006_vinos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255247857906134306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SO5kFVEgrSI/AAAAAAAAAQU/vgVRmm2eK6E/s320/revista_noviembre_2006_vinos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Por tu niñez...</div><br /><div>Por el día de hoy...</div><br /><div>Por el futuro...</div><br /><div>Por tu bondad...</div><br /><div>Por tu humildad...</div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Por ti...</span> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">¡¡¡Salud!!!</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-7648459385203784352?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-13536063785000740252008-09-25T13:03:00.000-07:002008-09-25T13:09:47.412-07:00Ya puedo escribir mi libro: <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250053565976590962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SNvv5vvOunI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/56HWERql7X4/s320/CAE7HG31.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">"Quinceañero for Dummies"</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-1353606378500074025?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-462749784520422902008-09-02T06:24:00.000-07:002008-09-25T13:12:32.338-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SL0--MsfH5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/DLlTyvXc2G4/s1600-h/5178F.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241414779609751442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SL0--MsfH5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/DLlTyvXc2G4/s320/5178F.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">¡Qué problema con los proveedores de servicios!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-46274978452042290?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-30076477005439671402008-09-02T06:20:00.000-07:002008-09-25T13:11:31.648-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SL09u1qk19I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Lvb7d4HQFpk/s1600-h/cake-decorating.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241413416218056658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SL09u1qk19I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Lvb7d4HQFpk/s320/cake-decorating.jpg" border="0" /></a>Escoger un bizcocho: más difícil de lo que pensé. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3007647700543967140?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-78445347788270141902008-08-25T10:07:00.000-07:002008-08-25T10:15:16.532-07:00<strong>Historia y tradiciones de un Quinceañero:<br /></strong>La fiesta de 15 años es un ritual que celebran las muchachas latinas para despedir a la niñez y darle la bienvenida a la juventud, un rito de transición que se ha convertido en una tradición muy arraigada en la familia latina. <div><div><br />Existe la posibilidad de que la ceremonia haya tenido sus comienzos en los ritos de pubertad que se celebraban entre los indios americanos, hace más de 500 años, para indicar la entrada a la vida adulta y la aceptación de responsabilidades. </div><div><br />Los jóvenes mayas y aztecas celebraban una ceremonia religiosa para dar gracias a sus dioses. Era de esperar que la muchacha contribuyera a la comunidad que la había visto crecer y la había cuidado.<br /><br />Debido a que usualmente se relaciona la<a href="http://www.chicade15.com/2008/06/11/¿que-necesitas-para-celebrar-tu-quinceanero/"> fiesta de 15 </a>años con el paso de ‘niña a mujer’ o como la ceremonia de presentación de una señorita en sociedad, se realizan ciertas acciones para simbolizarlo:<br /><br />- La muñeca: Un juguete como este es un símbolo infantil. Las niñas son las que usualmente juegan con muñecas, por lo tanto, sólo una niña puede poseer una. El ritual se basa en regalar una muñeca de porcelana a una niña, usualmente la hermana menor de la quinceañera. Aunque en diversos países sólo se presenta el último juguete que haya tenido la quinceañera en su niñez.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SLLnv8xrzLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Nvj_OLwPdrs/s1600-h/barbie340x300.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238504127539694770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" height="113" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SLLnv8xrzLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Nvj_OLwPdrs/s320/barbie340x300.jpg" width="223" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div>- Los zapatos de taco: Las niñas no usan tacones altos sino zapatos de taco corto. Por lo tanto, esta tradición consiste en hacer un cambio de zapatos en la ceremonia. La quinceañera entra con zapatos de taco bajo que luego será cambiado por uno de taco alto. Usualmente, el padre de la quinceañera ayuda a intercambiar ese símbolo de crecimiento.</div><div><br />- La piñata: Es similar a la idea que se pretende expresar con la muñeca. Se usa una piñata para despedirse de su etapa infantil y entrar a una etapa adolescente.</div><div><br />- El anillo: Un objeto como este es algo que lleva un sentimiento de responsabilidad por ser algo valioso que cuidar.<br /><br />- Baile de honor: Que no es cualquier baile, usualmente es un vals que tiene como personaje principal a la quinceañera acompañada de su padre o familiar cercano, realizado después del<a href="http://www.chicade15.com/2008/06/18/cuando-realizar-el-brindis-de-quinceanero/"> brindis.</a> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-7844534778827014190?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-21423910318616651352008-08-07T12:27:00.000-07:002008-08-07T12:30:37.511-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;">Sigue la RUTA!!!</span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SJtNKFaU0qI/AAAAAAAAANw/mLS99Rnja4s/s1600-h/Mapa+cila.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231860227767587490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SJtNKFaU0qI/AAAAAAAAANw/mLS99Rnja4s/s320/Mapa+cila.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2142391031861665135?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-37815049906977859342008-08-05T13:19:00.000-07:002008-08-12T10:31:16.128-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SKDYWKWVfSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-tQ9HnkOlc8/s1600-h/13026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233420642251275554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SKDYWKWVfSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-tQ9HnkOlc8/s320/13026.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SKCd1GDhq2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/4vGlpM-ygQI/s1600-h/21m7vjl.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><strong>Un mundo ideal<br /></strong><br />Yo te quiero enseñar,<br />un fantástico mundo<br />ven princesa,<br />y deja a tu corazón, soñar.<br />Yo te puedo mostrar, </div><div>cosas maravillosas</div><div>ven princesa, </div><div>y déjate llevar<br />a un mundo ideal.</div><br /><div>Un mundo ideal, </div><div>un mundo en el que tu y yo,<br />podamos decidir, como vivir, </div><div>sin nadie que lo impida</div><div>Un mundo ideal,<br />que nunca pude imaginar,</div><div>donde ya comprendí, </div><div>que junto a ti,</div><div>el mundo es un lugar para soñar</div><div>El mundo es un lugar para soñar!</div><br /><div></div><div>Fabulosa visión, </div><div>sentimiento divino, </div><div>voy volando contigo, </div><div>hacia un nuevo amanecer.<br /></div><div>Un mundo ideal </div><div>(mira bien lo que hay)</div><div>Allí mil cosas voy a ver </div><div>( conteniendo el aliento)<br />Soy como un haz de luz, que lejos va, </div><div>y nunca mas podrá volver atrás</div><div>Un mundo ideal (cada vuelta es sorpresa)</div><br /><div>Un horizonte a descubrir</div><div>(cada instante es un sueño)<br />Un mundo para ti, </div><div>para los dos, </div><div>llévame a donde sueñes tú</div><div>Un mundo ideal, un mundo ideal</div><div>que compartir, que compartir </div><div>que alcanzar, </div><div>que contemplar</div><div>tu junto a mí.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3781504990697785934?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-28488378407520202882008-07-28T12:26:00.000-07:002008-07-28T12:33:55.789-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SI4d33McRZI/AAAAAAAAANI/FdWmD0v973U/s1600-h/Nzk5NS1MVEJM.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228149062969869714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="156" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SI4d33McRZI/AAAAAAAAANI/FdWmD0v973U/s320/Nzk5NS1MVEJM.jpg" width="279" border="0" /></a> <div align="center">Te encanta salirte de los común... y yo te complazco!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2848837840752020288?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-14379613016939494742008-07-24T11:20:00.000-07:002008-07-24T11:23:59.633-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SIjIl_8utCI/AAAAAAAAANA/Js2ZbyBg9Qw/s1600-h/N337.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226647922710328354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SIjIl_8utCI/AAAAAAAAANA/Js2ZbyBg9Qw/s320/N337.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">La lista es larga, pero cómo vamos a disfrutar!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-1437961301693949474?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-35761781898821040652008-07-24T08:38:00.000-07:002008-07-24T08:47:39.352-07:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Llegó.</span></strong><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SIijXOg6FCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/TozjJzOlAH8/s1600-h/passport2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226606986991899682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SIijXOg6FCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/TozjJzOlAH8/s320/passport2.jpg" width="155" border="0" /></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> Ya tienes un pie en el 'bote'. </div><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SIijfJoLZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/98jLPBzEYGs/s1600-h/Cuidado%20de%20los%20pies.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226607123119171026" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="246" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SIijfJoLZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/98jLPBzEYGs/s320/Cuidado%2520de%2520los%2520pies.jpg" width="198" border="0" /></a><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SIijfJoLZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/98jLPBzEYGs/s1600-h/Cuidado%20de%20los%20pies.jpg"></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SIijfJoLZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/98jLPBzEYGs/s1600-h/Cuidado%20de%20los%20pies.jpg"></a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3576178189882104065?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-22160700590870994672008-07-18T05:46:00.000-07:002008-08-14T13:14:07.317-07:00<div><div>Crucero por el Caribe: <div>$3,600.00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SICRiwy4y6I/AAAAAAAAALw/4RDdGsdm5AU/s1600-h/revtitle1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224335594149694370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 453px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="169" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SICRiwy4y6I/AAAAAAAAALw/4RDdGsdm5AU/s320/revtitle1.jpg" width="276" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SICRiwy4y6I/AAAAAAAAALw/4RDdGsdm5AU/s1600-h/revtitle1.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Fiesta de quince años $5,000<strong><br /></div></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224335938248312354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="257" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SICR2yqZBiI/AAAAAAAAAMA/0VuktU0cjq4/s320/BQC06.jpg" width="243" border="0" /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SKSRMEz54YI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E97L0sDJzxM/s1600-h/marielapazatelier[1].JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234468303547261314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SKSRMEz54YI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E97L0sDJzxM/s320/marielapazatelier%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Que lo recuerdes toda la vida: algún día entenderás que<strong><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">no tiene precio</span></strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2216070059087099467?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-19691158327543456792008-07-10T12:25:00.000-07:002008-07-10T12:32:13.311-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHZiOdHp48I/AAAAAAAAALo/VWROuslPljA/s1600-h/passport2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221468818457093058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHZiOdHp48I/AAAAAAAAALo/VWROuslPljA/s320/passport2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong>Ya debe venir de camino!!!! Tu barco espera.........</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-1969115832754345679?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-84586438294048830242008-07-08T10:57:00.001-07:002008-07-08T10:58:27.433-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Dulce como la miel...</strong></span><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHOqj1O4CzI/AAAAAAAAALg/CmyFgzisgt4/s1600-h/Miel-_Ingredients.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220703925614152498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHOqj1O4CzI/AAAAAAAAALg/CmyFgzisgt4/s320/Miel-_Ingredients.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><br /></strong><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-8458643829404883024?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-32830974925191670122008-07-08T07:44:00.000-07:002008-07-08T07:45:50.069-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHN9cmTMdtI/AAAAAAAAALY/e00xXFopbjA/s1600-h/jesus.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220654323323401938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHN9cmTMdtI/AAAAAAAAALY/e00xXFopbjA/s320/jesus.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Es tu amigo...llámalo, búscalo</span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3283097492519167012?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-82343385519284148762008-07-07T10:19:00.000-07:002008-07-07T10:40:49.341-07:00<div align="center">Recordatorios bien típicos para tu quinceañero... ¿te parece?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">1, 2, 3, 4, 5, <a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHJRCRfw7QI/AAAAAAAAAKg/i1TMfjSw0Eg/s1600-h/CAPIAS-RECORDATORIOS.52214302_std"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220324017574046978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHJRCRfw7QI/AAAAAAAAAKg/i1TMfjSw0Eg/s320/CAPIAS-RECORDATORIOS.52214302_std" border="0" /></a>.... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-8234338551928414876?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-44285683320540503662008-07-07T10:01:00.000-07:002008-07-07T10:18:22.589-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHJMMYsj4eI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PvueXpGreTA/s1600-h/invitaciones-fiestas-infantiles-p.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220318693747319266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="162" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHJMMYsj4eI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PvueXpGreTA/s320/invitaciones-fiestas-infantiles-p.jpg" width="190" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHJMEaNsRWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/04Ng-bfUo8E/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220318556715763042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SHJMEaNsRWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/04Ng-bfUo8E/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><strong>Invitaciones... zona bajo construcción!</strong></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-4428568332054050366?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-63569628695800768332008-06-26T09:53:00.000-07:002008-06-26T10:01:02.464-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGPKVkq54SI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OAqoGWvzc9k/s1600-h/800px-Daffodil_Narcis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216235265394860322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGPKVkq54SI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OAqoGWvzc9k/s320/800px-Daffodil_Narcis.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong>"Preciosa"</strong></div><br /><div>Yo sé lo que son los encantos</div><div>de mi borinquen hermosa</div><div>por eso la quiero yo tanto</div><div>por siempre la llamaré Preciosa</div><div>yo sé de sus hembras triguenas</div><div>sé del olor de sus rosas</div><div>por eso a mi tierra riqueña</div><div>por siempre la llamaré Preciosa</div><div>Isla del Caribe, Isla del Caribe.</div><br /><div>Borinquen,</div><div>Preciosa te llaman las olas</div><div>del mar que te baña.</div><div>Preciosa por ser un encanto</div><div>por ser un Edén.</div><div>Y tienes la noble hidalguía</div><div>de la Madre España</div><div>y el fiero cantío del indio bravío</div><div>lo tienes también.</div><br /><div></div><div>Preciosa te llaman los bardos</div><div>que cantan tu historia</div><div>No importa el tirano te trate</div><div>con negra maldad</div><div>Preciosa serás sin bandera</div><div>sin lauros, ni gloria<br />Preciosa, Preciosa</div><div>te llaman los hijos de la libertad.</div><br /><div></div><div>Preciosa te llevo dentro</div><div>muy dentro de mi corazón</div><div>y mientras más pasa el tiempo</div><div>en ti se vuelca mi amor</div><div>porque ahora es que comprendo</div><div>porque ahora es que comprendo</div><div>que aunque pase lo que pase</div><div>yo seré puertoriqueno</div><div>yo seré puertoriqueno</div><div>por donde quiera que ande, ooohhh</div><div>por que lo llevo en la sangre</div><div>por herencia de mis padres</div><div>y con orgullo repito</div><div>yo te quiero Puerto Rico</div><div>yo te quiero Puerto Rico</div><div>y por eso es que me nace hoy</div><div>dedicarle este canto</div><div>a ese noble jibarito Raphael</div><div>y a mi isla del encanto</div><div>yo te quiero Puerto Rico</div><div>yo te quiero Puerto Rico.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-6356962869580076833?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-39154188275746902722008-06-26T08:09:00.000-07:002008-06-26T08:37:09.004-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGOxfzkwXQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_XWeJeDWUnI/s1600-h/cct7.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216207953403600130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGOxfzkwXQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_XWeJeDWUnI/s320/cct7.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">A mi edad esto era </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">lo más celular que existía!!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3915418827574690272?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-75221386076043051142008-06-25T10:27:00.001-07:002008-06-25T10:28:25.989-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGKAJCGQNlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NJYdLqzGYjg/s1600-h/geiger_Hummer_H2_1_ew.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215872211118732882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGKAJCGQNlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NJYdLqzGYjg/s320/geiger_Hummer_H2_1_ew.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Para tu prom del doctorado!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-7522138607604305114?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-56775017936899407282008-06-25T05:19:00.001-07:002008-06-25T05:26:09.683-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGI5ANeiJQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Q8G1dg3awLU/s1600-h/MOSAICO%20LUNA%202.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215793994228966658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="239" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGI5ANeiJQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Q8G1dg3awLU/s320/MOSAICO%2520LUNA%25202.jpg" width="247" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGI42E44oEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ZehTA8uW9Xg/s1600-h/MOSAICO%20FLOR%202.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215793820124880962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="182" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGI42E44oEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ZehTA8uW9Xg/s320/MOSAICO%2520FLOR%25202.jpg" width="172" border="0" /></a> <div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Si fueras a construir el mosaico de tus primeros<br />14 años de vida, ¿cómo quedaría?</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5677501793689940728?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-56297686914500167312008-06-24T07:17:00.001-07:002008-06-24T07:29:28.102-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGECKB5pemI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KrZn5rF8L-o/s1600-h/Rebelde-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215452214803921506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SGECKB5pemI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KrZn5rF8L-o/s320/Rebelde-2.jpg" width="264" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">¿Sólo el nombre de un grupo o característica cronológica?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5629768691450016731?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-83878044293500859362008-06-20T10:09:00.001-07:002008-08-12T10:53:29.895-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFvkdAGnZkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/T7ZPUMzJEWI/s1600-h/coffee.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214012180506568258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="204" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFvkdAGnZkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/T7ZPUMzJEWI/s320/coffee.jpg" width="280" border="0" /></a><br /><ul><li><span style="font-size:180%;">único</span></li><li><span style="font-size:180%;">aromático</span></li><li><span style="font-size:180%;">con un buen color</span></li><li><span style="font-size:180%;">con un mejor cuerpo</span></li><li><span style="font-size:180%;">cuidado con esmero</span></li><li><span style="font-size:180%;">dulce</span></li><li><span style="font-size:180%;">sereno</span></li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-8387804429350085936?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-6155735297771863922008-06-20T08:02:00.000-07:002008-06-20T08:03:40.959-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFvGxKLwNdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K2LIbpscCaU/s1600-h/670065.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213979541461022162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFvGxKLwNdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K2LIbpscCaU/s320/670065.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Pelo rizo... orgullo de tus raíces!!!</span></strong></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-615573529777186392?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-51966992820019715792008-06-19T12:30:00.000-07:002008-06-19T12:32:52.161-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFq0QmnzezI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QjlS2gpEYTo/s1600-h/200254967-001[1].JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213677715973176114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFq0QmnzezI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QjlS2gpEYTo/s320/200254967-001%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFq0GEmBTHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/3GYkUE-FJdM/s1600-h/200254967-001[1].JPG"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Una nueva etapa... muchas puertas. ¡Exito!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5196699282001971579?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-3937884877427303082008-06-19T10:27:00.000-07:002008-06-25T07:04:40.949-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFqXLkwoRVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qtvS4eYm28s/s1600-h/barbiedoctora.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213645743736767826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="286" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFqXLkwoRVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qtvS4eYm28s/s320/barbiedoctora.jpg" width="260" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> Seis libras con doce onzas</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Simplemente perfecta!!</span></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-393788487742730308?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-24506953170763273882008-06-19T10:00:00.000-07:002008-06-19T10:03:07.362-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFqQ5lQreeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7fGqw-P9kfI/s1600-h/New+Image.GIF"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213638837563783650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFqQ5lQreeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7fGqw-P9kfI/s320/New+Image.GIF" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Todo una princesa gracias a mamá Blanca.</span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213638952731298562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFqRASSwSwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/62cpw5m1DuU/s320/47f8e66f85ecb40b954e26414.jpg" width="164" border="0" /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2450695317076327388?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-59515723859810473372008-06-19T08:05:00.000-07:002008-06-19T10:18:25.839-07:00<div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFqSVJzY_XI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sr2dv0Gn4d8/s1600-h/enfamil_w_iron_28,5oz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213640410741144946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="229" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFqSVJzY_XI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sr2dv0Gn4d8/s320/enfamil_w_iron_28,5oz.jpg" width="254" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">El menú que el gobierno </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">escogió </span><span style="font-size:130%;">para ti!!!!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFp1r8DZjdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UD_u8AdYgO0/s1600-h/biberon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213608916349980114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="229" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFp1r8DZjdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UD_u8AdYgO0/s320/biberon.jpg" width="97" border="0" /></a></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFp1r8DZjdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UD_u8AdYgO0/s1600-h/biberon.jpg"></a></span> </div></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">VS. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">El menú que yo quería para ti!!!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFqUtENTdhI/AAAAAAAAAIE/77OpE9T-XV4/s1600-h/dejar-lactar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213643020579337746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFqUtENTdhI/AAAAAAAAAIE/77OpE9T-XV4/s320/dejar-lactar.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5951572385981047337?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-3009570528753832402008-06-18T10:54:00.000-07:002008-06-18T11:28:45.326-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;">Ya somos internacionales: el que quiera regalarle que se apunte!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>We accept:</strong></span><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFlMNkATADI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9_D3xL2-Oxo/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213281839544991794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="140" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFlMNkATADI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9_D3xL2-Oxo/s320/images.jpg" width="107" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-300957052875383240?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-24994455743738462722008-06-17T13:00:00.000-07:002008-06-17T13:07:11.355-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFgY5dWWjvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YjZcbNnuXlI/s1600-h/4.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212943944091340530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFgY5dWWjvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YjZcbNnuXlI/s320/4.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong>Linda Quinceañera<br /></strong>Artista: Sandy Reyes </div><br /><div><br />Como mariposa que agita sus alas en el alto cielo</div><div>Llena de alegría porque se ha elevado a su primer vuelo</div><div>Asi luces tu linda quinceañera la primera vez</div><div>Te vistes de largo y a todos anuncia que ya eres mujer</div><div>Luces bien bonita y te ves radiante de felicidad</div><div>A la ingenua niña has dejado atras</div><div>Para comenzar a vivir la vida con mucho esplendor</div><div>Y aprender las cosas que enseña el amor</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Linda quinceañera te ves muy bonita</div><div>Te ves muy bonita linda, quinceañera </div><br /><div></div><div>Así luces tú, linda quinceañera la primera vez</div><div>Te vistes de largo y a todos anuncia que ya eres mujer</div><div>Eres bien bonita y te ves radiante de felicidad</div><div>A la ingenua niña has dejado atrás</div><div>Para comenzar a vivir la vida con mucho esplendor</div><div>Y aprender las cosas que enseña el amor.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Linda quinceañera te ves muy bonita</div><div>Te ves muy bonita linda, quinceañera </div><div>Linda quinceañera te ves muy bonita</div><div>Te ves muy bonita linda, quinceañera</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-2499445574373846272?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-66217848806602294042008-06-17T12:08:00.000-07:002008-06-17T12:17:05.476-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFgMXKOaiDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/q0U5im6rdAA/s1600-h/20080128231532-20051112175326-bailar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212930160702687282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFgMXKOaiDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/q0U5im6rdAA/s320/20080128231532-20051112175326-bailar.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Que tengas tu tiempo de vals y que lo disfrutes... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">te desea, Mami</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">TIEMPO DE VALS<br /></span>(Chayanne)<br /><br />Tiempo de vals es el tiempo atrás<br />donde hace lo de siempre<br />es volver a empezar<br />donde el mundo se para y te observa girar<br />es tiempo de amar.<br /><br />Tiempo de vals tiempo para sentir<br />y decir sin hablar y escuchar sin oir<br />un silencio que rompe en el aire un violín<br />es tiempo de vivir.<br /><br />Besame en tiempo de vals<br />un dos tres un dos tres<br />sin parar para bailar<br />haz que este tiempo de vals<br />un dos tres un dos tres<br />no termine jamás.<br /><br />Tiempo de vals tiempo para viajar<br />por encima del sol por debajo del mar<br />sin saber se te llevo o me dejo llevar<br />no es tiempo de verdad.<br /><br />Tiempo de vals tiempo para abrazar<br />la pasión que prefieres y hacerla girar<br />y elevarse violenta como un huracán<br />es tiempo en espiral.<br />Besame en tiempo de vals....<br /><br />Tiempo de vals que empleamos los dos<br />dibujando en el suelo de un viejo salón<br />con tres pasos de baile una historia de amor<br />es tiempo y es en fin<br />mi tiempo para ti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-6621784880660229404?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-10689707183103404912008-06-17T07:45:00.001-07:002008-06-17T07:48:05.982-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFfOMDE5hoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/n1RZyPEuVBk/s1600-h/friendswallp.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212861800084244098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFfOMDE5hoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/n1RZyPEuVBk/s320/friendswallp.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> <span style="font-size:180%;">¿Cómo que no recuerdas los primeros muñequitos que compré para ti?</span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFfOGFAV6rI/AAAAAAAAAFc/092sV5c5lhI/s1600-h/dbabylogo-web.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212861697522789042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFfOGFAV6rI/AAAAAAAAAFc/092sV5c5lhI/s320/dbabylogo-web.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-1068970718310340491?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-10558512169748317882008-06-16T15:17:00.001-07:002008-06-17T07:30:29.281-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Me dijeron que lo vieron por ahí...</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212607195401364802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFbmoGuLJUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cSo--lKersI/s320/4zdvtoj.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-1055851216974831788?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-13303514734174241012008-06-12T07:49:00.000-07:002008-06-12T08:03:25.805-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;">¿Alguien me puede explicar cómo y cuándo se dio esta gran transición?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>DE </strong></span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFE4P_gNdOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g_agGF5T4zE/s1600-h/barney.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211008091240101090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="228" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFE4P_gNdOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g_agGF5T4zE/s320/barney.gif" width="236" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>A <a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFE5XQLeS7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/LPKvyQGmWWs/s1600-h/2ac0b1c571e0e39073f97a3792c0c30b_image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211009315487239090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" height="225" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFE5XQLeS7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/LPKvyQGmWWs/s320/2ac0b1c571e0e39073f97a3792c0c30b_image.jpg" width="127" border="0" /></a><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFE4sAonTaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SDaqlKfLw30/s1600-h/15569.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211008572580122018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="208" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFE4sAonTaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SDaqlKfLw30/s320/15569.jpg" width="110" border="0" /></a><br /></strong></span><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-1330351473417424101?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-91259161249309204432008-06-12T07:30:00.000-07:002008-06-12T07:35:45.690-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFEzjuaD9AI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SsyNNaxE8sI/s1600-h/fbody62ce4bd9sl4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211002932690154498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFEzjuaD9AI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SsyNNaxE8sI/s320/fbody62ce4bd9sl4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Morenita: ¿Por qué se asombran los que te admiran?</span></div><br /><div>Usted siempre ha sido mi </div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Majestad negra</span></strong><br /><br />Por la encendida calle antillana<br />va Tembandumba de la Quimbamba<br />-rumba, macumba, candombe, bámbula-<br />entre dos filas de negras caras.<br />Ante ella un congo -gongo y maraca-<br />ritma una conga bomba que bamba.<br /><br />Culipandeando la Reina avanza,<br />y de su inmensa grupa resbalan<br />meneos cachondos que el gongo cuaja<br />en ríos de azúcar y de melaza.<br />Prieto trapiche de sensual zafra,<br />el caderamen, masa con masa,<br />exprime ritmos, suda que sangra,<br />y la molienda culmina en danza.<br /><br />Por la encendida calle antillana<br />va Tembandumba de la Quimbamba.<br />Flor de Tortola, rosa de Uganda,<br />por ti crepitan bombas y bámbulas,<br />por ti en calendas desenfrenadas<br />quema la Antilla su sangre ñáñiga.<br />Haití te ofrece sus calabazas;<br />fogosos rones te da Jamaica;<br />Cuba te dice: ¡dale, mulata!<br />Y Puerto Rico: ¡melao, melamba!<br /><br />¡Sús, mis cocolos de negras caras!<br />Tronad, tambores; vibrad, maracas.<br />Por la encendida calle antillana<br />-rumba, macumba, candombe, bámbula-<br />va Tembandumba de la Quimbamba. </div><div>(Luis Palés Matos)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-9125916124930920443?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-30700306463966823552008-06-12T04:38:00.000-07:002008-06-12T08:23:22.150-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFEL4EptWOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/w_8hFRXrzew/s1600-h/tropicana.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210959301793634530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="168" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFEL4EptWOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/w_8hFRXrzew/s320/tropicana.jpg" width="229" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFELytKfENI/AAAAAAAAADw/HMLjM5K_vkU/s1600-h/pizza_ua.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210959209589313746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="173" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFELytKfENI/AAAAAAAAADw/HMLjM5K_vkU/s320/pizza_ua.jpg" width="263" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFELrZJNQJI/AAAAAAAAADo/iAY0kMkKOr8/s1600-h/oreo2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210959083956158610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="230" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFELrZJNQJI/AAAAAAAAADo/iAY0kMkKOr8/s320/oreo2.jpg" width="220" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">¡Cuida'o que explota con</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">sus comidas favoritas!</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210958953916299138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="237" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFELj0tSd4I/AAAAAAAAADg/LEsHXv6H3a8/s320/camarones.jpg" width="158" border="0" /><br /></div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFEonamHuMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZIIzQXd6SRg/s1600-h/wendys.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210990901463595202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFEonamHuMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZIIzQXd6SRg/s320/wendys.jpg" width="158" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFELWFGVznI/AAAAAAAAADY/LslTaKw97p4/s1600-h/2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210958717798174322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="99" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFELWFGVznI/AAAAAAAAADY/LslTaKw97p4/s320/2.bmp" width="225" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFELWFGVznI/AAAAAAAAADY/LslTaKw97p4/s1600-h/2.bmp"></a> </div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3070030646396682355?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-52343528158739303862008-06-11T13:15:00.001-07:002008-06-11T13:17:36.058-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFAyjBmTsPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qonlhdVr5yA/s1600-h/84032_large.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210720346173583602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFAyjBmTsPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qonlhdVr5yA/s320/84032_large.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>¿Definimos?</strong></span></div><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Quinceañero,ra</span><br /></span></strong>adj. y s. [Adolescente] que tiene alrededor de quince años.<br />adj. Que es propio o característico de los adolescentes</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Diccionario de la lengua española © 2005 Espasa-Calpe S.A., Madrid</div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5234352815873930386?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-33072095192552411822008-06-11T12:59:00.000-07:002008-06-11T13:08:19.840-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFAwmTBx2GI/AAAAAAAAADI/YF4v5BUvTW4/s1600-h/biblia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210718203368560738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SFAwmTBx2GI/AAAAAAAAADI/YF4v5BUvTW4/s320/biblia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;">Su nombre es Nicole...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div>"He aquí, herencia de Jehová son los hijos; Cosa de estima el fruto del vientre. Como saetas en mano del valiente, así son los hijos habidos en la juventud."</div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>Salmos 127: 3-4</strong> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-3307209519255241182?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-56623762619545572442008-06-10T13:14:00.000-07:002008-08-12T10:33:46.647-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE7hYB_1pEI/AAAAAAAAADA/OPPKQMhqtVE/s1600-h/dog.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210349621883544642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="178" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE7hYB_1pEI/AAAAAAAAADA/OPPKQMhqtVE/s320/dog.gif" width="182" border="0" /></a><br />Según el Horóscopo chino tu perteneces al signo del <strong>Perro</strong><br />1910, 1922, 1934, 1946, 1958, 1970, 1982, 1994.<br /><br /><br />Posiblemente sea éste el signo más agradable de todo el zodiaco chino. Una persona nacida en el año del Perro es sincera, inteligente y directa. Tiene un profundo sentimiento de lealtad. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">La mujer de este signo será una persona consciente y capaz. Cuando se enfada puede mostrarse impertinente o impaciente pero en general es tranquila y está atenta a las necesidades de los demás. Bien dispuesta, sin prejuicios y buena jugadora. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5662376261954557244?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-80710917513761056362008-06-10T11:21:00.000-07:002008-08-12T10:36:18.677-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE7Hn7UV8nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nnh3w2UJu8Y/s1600-h/millenniumstardiamond.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210321307666084466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="290" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE7Hn7UV8nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nnh3w2UJu8Y/s320/millenniumstardiamond.jpg" width="230" border="0" /></a><br />Una joya que te representa<br /><br /><strong>Diamante<br />El Inconquistable</strong><br /><br />Abril es el mes más afortunado de todos, desde que los diamantes son su piedra del mes.<br /><br />La mayoría de los diamantes tienen más de 100 de millones de años, y muchos están sobre los tres mil millones de años, lo que hacen que el diamante sea la gema más antigua. Los diamantes son también la sustancia más dura conocida por el hombre, hecho de carbón que se cristalizó en la profundidad de la tierra.<br /><br />El primero fue descubierto hace 3,000 años en la India, su dureza extraordinaria y el alto índice de refractación han inspirado leyendas. Para los griegos, los diamantes eran lagrimas de los dioses, para los romanos, cayeron de las estrellas por las flechas de Eros, el dios del amor. Para los hindú, los diamantes eran relámpagos que armaban la mano del dios Indra. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-8071091751376105636?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-16193417478926479522008-06-10T10:45:00.000-07:002008-08-12T10:55:50.087-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE6-YoXUs4I/AAAAAAAAACw/TL-V9tbkAJM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210311149275624322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE6-YoXUs4I/AAAAAAAAACw/TL-V9tbkAJM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>Mi niña bonita</strong></div><div align="center"><br />Yo creo que a todos los hombres </div><div align="center">les debe pasar lo mismo </div><div align="center">que cuando van a ser padres </div><div align="center">quisieran tener un niño </div><div align="center">luego te nace una niña </div><div align="center">sufres una decepción </div><div align="center">y después la quieres tanto </div><div align="center">que hasta cambias de opinión. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">con su carita de rosas </div><div align="center">es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">cada día más preciosa </div><div align="center">ay es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">hecha de nardo y clavel </div><div align="center">es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">cuanto la llegué a querer. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Si un día se casa mi niña </div><div align="center">vestida de blanco armiño </div><div align="center">me acordaré que soñaba </div><div align="center">con que al nacer fuera un niño </div><div align="center">por eso rezo y le pido </div><div align="center">al señor del gran poder </div><div align="center">que al hombre que se la lleve </div><div align="center">la sepa siempre querer. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">con su carita de rosas </div><div align="center">es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">cada día más preciosa </div><div align="center">ay es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">hecha de nardo y clavel </div><div align="center">es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">es mi niña bonita </div><div align="center">cuanto la llegué a querer. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Mi niña...bonita! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-1619341747892647952?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-54190512503441424852008-06-10T10:29:00.000-07:002008-06-19T05:03:48.290-07:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Envuélvemelo</span>...que <span style="font-size:130%;">este </span>es su regalo:</strong></div><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE66RqKwYTI/AAAAAAAAACI/zpPb0GCe2j4/s1600-h/7682585.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210306631454187826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" height="222" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE66RqKwYTI/AAAAAAAAACI/zpPb0GCe2j4/s320/7682585.jpg" width="337" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">"Sol, Playa, Arena... y mucha comida"</span><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE66bkkhSlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/21jCqwmm5L8/s1600-h/Chairs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210306801750329938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE66bkkhSlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/21jCqwmm5L8/s320/Chairs.jpg" width="239" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210307037873505090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="153" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE66pUMrA0I/AAAAAAAAACY/4S_vfbHM5_I/s320/10272493-12358318.jpg" width="223" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210307865665136786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE67Zf9k6JI/AAAAAAAAACo/226z-y7jkOs/s320/simpsons_guerra_comida.jpg" width="177" border="0" /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SE660wSF_oI/AAAAAAAAACg/ogeKEO3e6FM/s1600-h/st-maarten.jpg"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5419051250344142485?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-73848272926092394922008-06-04T10:57:00.000-07:002008-06-12T12:45:37.079-07:00<p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbbStQHrDI/AAAAAAAAABo/VETiM3F6VZg/s1600-h/03-07-08_1659[1].JPG"></a></p><p><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Miércoles,</span> <span style="font-size:180%;">6 de abril 1994: Día que llegaste</span> </p><p><br />El 6 de abril es el 96º <a title="Día" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/D%C3%ADa">día</a> del <a title="Año" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/A%C3%B1o">año</a> del <a title="Calendario gregoriano" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calendario_gregoriano">calendario gregoriano</a> y el 97º en los <a title="Año bisiesto" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/A%C3%B1o_bisiesto">años bisiestos</a>. Quedan 269 días para finalizar el año. 1994 (<a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Numeración_romana">MCMXCIV</a>) fue un <a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Año_normal_comenzado_en_sábado">año normal comenzado en sábado</a> del <a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Calendario_gregoriano">Calendario gregoriano</a>. Fue designado:<br />El "Año Internacional de la Familia".<br />El "Año Internacional del Deporte y el Ideal Olímpico" por <a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Naciones_Unidas">Naciones Unidas</a>.<br /><br />El presidente de Estados Unidos era Bill Clinton, mientras el gobernador de Puerto Rico era Pedro Rosselló.<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbaa9QHrBI/AAAAAAAAABY/-6DPTXldxpI/s1600-h/Bill_Clinton.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208090175754185746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbaa9QHrBI/AAAAAAAAABY/-6DPTXldxpI/s320/Bill_Clinton.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208087637428513746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="183" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbYHNQHq9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/hUO5rFB16Nk/s320/rosello.gif" width="79" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Tom Hanks ganó por segundo año consecutivo el Oscar al Mejor Actor con la película Forrest Gump. Películas como Baby's Day Out, Los Picapiedras y Lion King se exhibieron en el cine durante este especial año.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbYq9QHq-I/AAAAAAAAABA/YAuGvBv_JKI/s1600-h/tom_hanks.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208088251608837090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbYq9QHq-I/AAAAAAAAABA/YAuGvBv_JKI/s320/tom_hanks.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbfWNQHrEI/AAAAAAAAABw/va0LPqQs8mI/s1600-h/FlintstonesMovieBig.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208095591707946050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbfWNQHrEI/AAAAAAAAABw/va0LPqQs8mI/s320/FlintstonesMovieBig.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbgGdQHrGI/AAAAAAAAACA/fpAbb7JobdM/s1600-h/A70-666.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208096420636634210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbgGdQHrGI/AAAAAAAAACA/fpAbb7JobdM/s320/A70-666.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><p><br /><br />Personalidades como Kurt Cobain (5 de abril), John Candy (4 marzo), Jackeline Kennedy (19 de mayo), el puertorriqueño Raúl Juliá (24 de octubre) y Richard Nixon (22 de abril) murieron en ese año.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbZVNQHq_I/AAAAAAAAABI/B7IbvjNQMd8/s1600-h/37_nixon_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208088977458310130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbZVNQHq_I/AAAAAAAAABI/B7IbvjNQMd8/s320/37_nixon_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbfodQHrFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aDGeJ809KqM/s1600-h/raul_julia_foto_archivo_fncp_hs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208095905240558674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbfodQHrFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aDGeJ809KqM/s320/raul_julia_foto_archivo_fncp_hs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbaj9QHrCI/AAAAAAAAABg/pYcWWlyNoU0/s1600-h/jackie%20kennedy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208090330373008418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbaj9QHrCI/AAAAAAAAABg/pYcWWlyNoU0/s320/jackie%2520kennedy.jpg" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208089269516086274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="287" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbZmNQHrAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Nszg-YfN8ao/s320/KurtCobain.jpg" width="218" border="0" /> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-7384827292609239492?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-58525237321607072382008-06-04T10:05:00.000-07:002008-08-12T10:40:37.733-07:00<strong>Eres</strong> <strong>Aries</strong> !!!<br />del 20 de marzo al 18 de abril <div><br /><strong>Características de Aries<br /></strong>Aventureros y energéticos, los aries son pioneros y valientes. Son listos, dinámicos, seguros de si y suelen demostrar entusiasmo hacia las cosas.<br />Le gustan las aventura y los retos. A un Aries le gusta ganar y ser espontáneo. También le gusta dar su apoyo a una buena causa. Esperar. Los Aries no soportan fracasar o equivocarse, y no aceptan con buen agrado los consejos de los demás. Tampoco admiten los tiranos.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-5852523732160707238?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-77459766676837063362008-06-04T09:40:00.000-07:002008-08-12T10:52:33.518-07:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233689314289857394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SKHMs7sBM3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/-SvUCEMElPk/s320/pmspider.gif" border="0" /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>Mujercita </strong><br />SE AMABLE... Pero no fácil</span><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEbGgdQHq5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/EHhw-VqH6jU/s1600-h/orange_poppy_open.jpg"></a></span> <div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">SE DIGNA... Pero no orgullosa</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">RIE... Pero no a carcajadas</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">MIRA... Pero con recato</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">SE TIERNA... Pero no flexible</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">SE ALEGRE... Pero no frívola</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">CONVERSA... Pero con mesura</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">SE DULCE... Pero no empalagues</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">AMA... Pero con recato</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">ESCUCHA... Pero no siempre creas</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">SE MUJER... PERO NO MUÑECA.<br /></span><strong>Autor desconocido</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-7745976667683706336?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674802650550096639.post-63678969500923351902008-06-03T07:37:00.000-07:002008-06-03T07:41:39.786-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEVYG9QHq4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9VpensEkHeE/s1600-h/azul[1].JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207665420668480386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4kUOYrP1p78/SEVYG9QHq4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9VpensEkHeE/s320/azul%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Planes... muy temprano aun.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3674802650550096639-6367896950092335190?l=misquinceprimaveras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Linda Quinceañerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982556628998440946noreply@blogger.com0