<?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-3069225740512334752</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:11:15.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Diaries and Chocolate Confessions</title><subtitle type='html'>Love, passion, romance, dating and broken hearts is what you will find here.  There will be stories, poems and music selections; all for the expression of love and relationships.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069225740512334752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryconfessions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Strawberry Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12385994254935243090</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069225740512334752.post-3983667520310468107</id><published>2007-10-27T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:40:43.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flavor of Love, Rock of Love, Shot at Love, I Love New York</title><content type='html'>Reality series based on the premise that love can be found by placing someone that is single and looking in a room with twenty or more singles and eliminate the bad seeds by the end of each episode.  Can you really find love through these means?  This scenario is a  windfall among the dating community.  There is one thing to date and take the time to enjoy the company of several singles in order to find the "love of your life", but to appear on television and profess your love to someone whom you only have brief encounters with.  Where is the value of love as projected in the minds of the single, lonely and looking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069225740512334752-3983667520310468107?l=strawberryconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3983667520310468107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3069225740512334752&amp;postID=3983667520310468107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069225740512334752/posts/default/3983667520310468107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069225740512334752/posts/default/3983667520310468107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryconfessions.blogspot.com/2007/10/flavor-of-love-rock-of-love-shot-at.html' title='Flavor of Love, Rock of Love, Shot at Love, I Love New York'/><author><name>Strawberry Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12385994254935243090</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069225740512334752.post-3286172468381256356</id><published>2007-10-27T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:32:38.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not A Smart Man, But I know What Love Is..</title><content type='html'>Is that true for everyone?  Knowing what love is?  I don't believe that and we are here to learn.  We are going to share our ideas and experience with love, we are going to begin to understand the requirements of being loved and giving love.  The major confusion with knowing what love is that people actually think they know.  Yes, you can say "Oh I do know what love is, I'm in it."  I live this everyday.  As I wake up in the morning and see my "other half" sleeping with the sunlight peer through a crack in the shades and stretch across her body, I have that sense of joy and happiness.  She creates changes within my being and gives me a better understanding about myself.  Am I in love?  I think I am, but maybe we as human beings are addicted to the emotions that love is supposed to provide.  The infatuation with the idea of being in love with someone is enough to trick you into thinking that you are actually in love.  I'm not writing this to dog out love or the emotions that happily accompany it.  I just want a better understanding of the emotion and the concept.  My heart throbs whenever she enters the room, I go through my day missing her, I go to sleep dreaming of her and I wake up loving her.   She is my inspiration, my motivation and my endearing pleasure.  I love her, at least I think I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069225740512334752-3286172468381256356?l=strawberryconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberryconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3286172468381256356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3069225740512334752&amp;postID=3286172468381256356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069225740512334752/posts/default/3286172468381256356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069225740512334752/posts/default/3286172468381256356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberryconfessions.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-not-smart-man-but-i-know-what-love.html' title='I&apos;m Not A Smart Man, But I know What Love Is..'/><author><name>Strawberry Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12385994254935243090</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
