Yep, three years today! For those of you who follow my flickr and saw this photo your day has come. In May Jason and I went to his coworkers home for a BBQ (or to grill as they tell me). As we drove home we realized were near the part of the highway that we thought “our” Burger King was on. It was on the very exit that his coworker lived off it! All this time we never thought that BK really existed, since we never could find it. It was a lot of fun for us to park the car in the very spot we stood three years ago tonight. For those of you who dont know what we are talking about, Jason posted this on his blog shortly after we started dating. I thought Id post it along with the BK photo to celebrate today.

Jason: I have a friend from college name Kari. Kari and Alisa are friends through a fan message board for the band Caedmon’s Call. After following the link from Kari’s blog to mine, Alisa asked Kari about me and Kari told her to email me to say hi. Alisa tried to be mysterious and coy about who she was but I had seen pictures of her (gorgeous!) from Kari and knew immediately who she was. We emailed for about a month, then decided to talk on the phone. We spent six weeks emailing and calling, marvelling at all of the things we had in common and making each other laugh profusely. Alisa lives in Alabama but had already arranged to meet up with some friends in Charlotte, NC, for the weekend of June 12th. I was really excited at the thought of meeting her, having fallen for her charm, intellect, and sense of humor. I had made only one other friend on the web and had never met them, so the thought of meeting her was strange. The weekend before the trip, my feelings got stronger and stronger for this girl whom I had never met and I stayed up all night Saturday night thinking about her and praying for guidance. Sunday morning came and I called her before church, my stomach in knots.

Alisa: Well, one Sunday morning (which was odd to me because we always talked at night), he called me saying he needed to talk to me about a girl. I was thinking ‘I don’t want to hear about another girl’ but listened cause we had become such good friends and I cared about him and what he was going through and enough trust in me to talk to me about something important. And he goes on to say how great she is da da da and I said “You’re not giving me enough to go on to give you advice.” He went on a little more about her and I’m like, ‘This sucks I don’t want to hear this but I will cause we are friends but apparently my crush on this guy needs to go away.’ then THEN he said “Alisa, you need to know, I’m talking about you.” I was a bit speechless. (And he keeps doing that to me, leaving me speechless.)

Jason: While I’m glad she was speechless, her silence was deafening. She sort of hinted that she might have possibly felt the same way, but didn’t say much. We spent the next week talking a little about dating but never coming to a conclusion, mostly due to the fact that we had never met. We were both excited about seeing each other that Saturday. When the next weekend finally did roll around, I met up Saturday morning with Alisa and her friends Sarah and Brandon, the most awkwardly touchy-feely- couple on the planet. They left to run some errands and Alisa and I sat in a Barnes & Noble talking and finding our rhythm, which came quickly. We spent the whole day off and on with Brandon and Sarah, having a lot of fun with them, but I was dying to hang out with Alisa alone and talk more about our feelings for one another. I didn’t want to do it in a Barnes & Noble or a restaurant or anything like that, and as dinnertime rolled around and we waited for a table at PF Chang’s, I was getting a little frustrated.

Alisa:When we met, I spent the whole day SO unable to read him. I thought he saw me and changed his mind, to be honest. Brandon and Sarah couldn’t read him either. I was upset during our hour and half wait to eat at PF Changs because I was tired and hungry, so my emotions were even more so out of wack. I, who can’t flirt to save my life, flirted as much as I knew how to flirt that day. Nothing. I didn’t know what to do. He even asked me what was wrong at one point and of course I wasn’t going to say, “Well apparently I’m not what you want, so I’m dealing with that”. I kept thinking how awesome he was, even if I was at a friendship level, I’d be blessed to have him in my life. After dinner he drove with me (two cars) to Susan’s, where I was staying that night, which was about 1 hour and 1/2 away from where we were. And we got lost, we pulled over to call Susan and relook at the directions. We pulled over off Hwy 311 in the middle of nowhere (so it seemed) NC. In that Burger King parking lot at 12am, something happened. He was worn out. We both were. He leaned against my trunk the look more closely at the directions and I rubbed his back, my only thought being to know how to help him feel better. We just stood there for a while, talking a little. He asked if I was cold. I said yes. I leaned on his shoulder. We stood there for a while then he pulled his arm out from under my leaning on it, which made me fall into him and he put his arm around me and then we just stood there in a hug for a long while.

We finally realized it was the wee hours of the morning and Susan was waiting. We made it to Susan’s and talked to her for a little bit then Jason, who still had to drive 45 minutes to Greensboro, got up to leave (after Susan making some PMS comment). I thought it might one of the last times I saw him (I didn’t know what the plans were for the next day) and so I walked out with him. We talked, hugged and stood there for a while. Made plans for the next day to hang out. Then we were just looking at each other. He said “You have three seconds to tell me not to kiss you.” I just smiled at him… his 10 seconds of a 3 second count down was SO cute. And then he kissed me…

Jason: Then I kissed her. It was the kind of kiss poetry is written about. The kind symphonies are composed about. The kind a thousand ships are launched for. The kind that sends chills up your spine, curls your toes and makes you forget that you’ve ever kissed another person.

Alisa: It wasn’t bad.

Jason: There’s the story! I’m very happy and can’t wait to find out what the future holds. Commence commenting.