Michael Taft Hatch

I don't get to talk to anyone about my man but my mom...and I'm sure she's sick of hearing,

"Michael said the funniest thing," or "Oh yeah Michael did this the other day," so on and so forth.

So I'm going to chat about him with all of you.

Some of you may not know anything about Michael or who he even is...so here's a little bit about my new man.

His name is Michael Hatch, he'll be 20 years old on April 27. He graduated from Delta High and is now working in Fillmore at a soil bagging company...place. He is the fourth oldest of eight kids, seven boys and one girl!

I met him through a kid I use to be friends with here in Ephraim, and at first... I didn't like him at all.

On November 21, 2010 I went to a friends house in Delta with my roommate and other friends to spend the weekend. My friend that lives in Delta invited a bunch of people over the first night we were there and Michael was one of those 'bunch of people'. He caught my eye, mostly because he was just staring at me like I was a zoo animal. Usually I'm use to this. It's honestly like people have never seen a person of a darker skin tone, or when I wear my hair curly that for sure gets people to stare. But he was kind of freaking me out.

Besides the fact that he was a complete stranger, I wanted nothing to do with him due to the fact that I was crushing on one of the guys that drove from Ephraim to Delta with me.

Michael drove me crazy the whole night, following me around and insisting that I talk to him.

He seemed harmless, but I wanted to spend time with my crush...not some stranger.

I gave Michael my number seeing nothing wrong in a new friend, and to my disappointment he text me almost everyday clear into late December.

If you ask my mom, she very distinctly remembers this.

Michael text me a few days before New Years Eve and asked me if I wanted to go to a party with him. I told him no, like all the other times he asked me to go hang out and do something with him. I told him that I had plans already and that I'd have to pass on his offer. The next day he text me and told me that he had bought me a ticket to a dance that was up in Salt Lake for New Years Eve night, just incase I had changed my mind. I was pretty mad. I had already told him no, and there was no way I was going to a party with some kid I had only met once. I turned off my phone that night and decided not to answer any of his texts for the rest of my winter break.

When I returned back to school he began texting me again, and I finally gave in. I figured if I went and visited him in Delta he'd probably leave me alone and stop sending me messages day after day.

What was supposed to be a one time visit turned into something more.

I drove into Delta and the minute I saw him I regretted not visiting him sooner. He was not only much cuter than I remembered but he was sweet, funny, someone that could hold down an intelligent conversation, and he listened. He seemed like he was truly interested in what I was saying, and visa versa.

Ever since January 22, 2011 I've been crazy about Michael Hatch. He's my best friend. We talk about anything and everything and we have so much fun together. He treats me like a queen and is ALWAYS such a sweetheart to me, willing to do whatever I need him to do or want him to do ;) Being with him made me realize that I love cooking for people and I really don't mind cleaning up after a bunch of rowdy boys (he lives with his two brothers, his niece, his older brother's girlfriend, and the 'gang' thats always around). He also made me realize that most all my previous boyfriends were a huge waste of time and that I do deserve better than what I've dealt with. I use to think that I was just doing something wrong and thats why I kept getting stepped on, but Michael made me see that I just hadn't found a guy worth dating, until he came along of course. If I had known Michael was in my future I would have completely called off boys until I met him.

I love my half-mexican-fry boyfriend :)