<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460349989153666229</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:51:04.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>buds to blossoms!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budstoblossoms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460349989153666229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budstoblossoms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Autmnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09782054656425702901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460349989153666229.post-2537128662886193275</id><published>2012-02-02T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T09:53:09.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xzc2CpYFRSk/TyrM2PLx9MI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMBl7-EJzcY/s1600/101_0830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xzc2CpYFRSk/TyrM2PLx9MI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMBl7-EJzcY/s320/101_0830.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It all started March 14, 2011, when a&amp;nbsp;I was walking&amp;nbsp;my normal 5 mile walk and received an email from a dating site&amp;nbsp;I had been on for sometime.&amp;nbsp; As I was walking, I logged on to the site and read the message that a guy had sent me. All it said was, "hey, how are you?". Of course I rarely responded to most of the messages I received on the site especially ones without good pictures, but for some reason I did.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; He immediately responded back with, "I have to get offline now but if you want to talk later call me", and gave me his number.&amp;nbsp; I guess I was intrigued by something, because later I texted him and began to text a lot during the day.&amp;nbsp; Later that night I had gone to the hospital like I did every other night to work. My work consisted of watching a baby through the night that was going through a stem cell transplant and while she was sleeping I could do whatever I wanted, like be on my computer, watch TV and of course be on my phone.&amp;nbsp; After the baby had gone to sleep around 9 o'clock I got a phone call from that same boy, whose name is Aaron.&amp;nbsp; We ended up talk through the night and not getting much sleep for the next week.&amp;nbsp; We talked for hours and hours about everything. I felt like I knew him without even ever meeting him. Finally after two weeks of talking on the phone we decided to meet and go for dinner.&amp;nbsp; I'll never forget that day. We met at the South Point Mall in Durham and he was driving a little Pepsi truck, so I drove to the restaurant.&amp;nbsp; Another interesting fact was that we both had just moved to Durham, North Carolina at the same time in January, so neither one of us really knew where we were going.&amp;nbsp; We ended up downtown, a place called Mellow Mushroom. We had great time. Our waiter was a bit weird so that gave us something to laugh about not that we needed help with keep ourselves entertained.&amp;nbsp; I remember he excused himself to use the restroom, and I instantly texting my best friend, that he was so cute and so far a great guy and that I could see us hanging out more.&amp;nbsp; After dinner we walked&amp;nbsp;downtown&amp;nbsp;where there is a river and a brick sidewalk that has&amp;nbsp;little twinkle lights. I was so romantic.&amp;nbsp;The parking garage that we parked in was full of people that were at the&amp;nbsp;performing arts&amp;nbsp;building. When we got back the show must&amp;nbsp;had just gotten done because there was a long line of&amp;nbsp;cars trying to get out of there.&amp;nbsp; We ended up sitting&amp;nbsp;in my car for about&amp;nbsp;thirty minutes until it was clear.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We talked&amp;nbsp;about our families,&amp;nbsp;why we moved to&amp;nbsp;Durham, and the candy necklace that was on my mirror.&amp;nbsp; That necklace has some meaning at the end of the night...&amp;nbsp;you'll see.&amp;nbsp; We weren't sure what we were going to do next so we just&amp;nbsp;started to drive and see&amp;nbsp;what was around.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We didn't&amp;nbsp;find anything, but still had a great time listening to music and driving around. We finally stopped at&amp;nbsp;Walmart just to say we did something else.&amp;nbsp; I went to the restroom and when&amp;nbsp;I washed my hand&amp;nbsp;there weren't any paper towels to dry with and my best friend and&amp;nbsp;I always&amp;nbsp;wipe the water&amp;nbsp;on someones hand and say&amp;nbsp;"I brought some pee back for you to have."&amp;nbsp;(gross I know).&amp;nbsp; Well me being&amp;nbsp;not so shy or modest,&amp;nbsp;I did that to Aaron. He laughed and now he tells everyone that&amp;nbsp;on our first date I peed on him. It&amp;nbsp;gives character to&amp;nbsp;our story,&amp;nbsp;I guess.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After&amp;nbsp;just walking around teasing him about the&amp;nbsp;Duke shirts they had in&amp;nbsp;Walmart (since he's a UNC fan), we drove back the mall where&amp;nbsp;we met.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When we were sitting in the car we&amp;nbsp;were talking about the candy necklace again and he dared me to eat&amp;nbsp;one, mind you that the necklace&amp;nbsp;was two years old.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I touched&amp;nbsp;it and the&amp;nbsp;candy went flying everywhere.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He picked&amp;nbsp;one up and tried to make me eat it.&amp;nbsp;It didn't work...&amp;nbsp;We started to talk about how nice the night was and as he was saying he wanted to see me more&amp;nbsp;I put&amp;nbsp;a piece of the candy in his&amp;nbsp;mouth.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He instantly spit it out.&amp;nbsp;We laughed so hard about it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After that he gave me a hug and&amp;nbsp;we both left.&amp;nbsp; When&amp;nbsp;I got home he texted me and said good night and he hoped to see me&amp;nbsp;again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;~XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4460349989153666229-2537128662886193275?l=budstoblossoms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://budstoblossoms.blogspot.com/feeds/2537128662886193275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://budstoblossoms.blogspot.com/2012/02/bud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460349989153666229/posts/default/2537128662886193275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460349989153666229/posts/default/2537128662886193275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://budstoblossoms.blogspot.com/2012/02/bud.html' title='The bud!'/><author><name>Autmnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09782054656425702901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xzc2CpYFRSk/TyrM2PLx9MI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMBl7-EJzcY/s72-c/101_0830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
