So I am gonna do something for the next little bit. I would like to tell you about some awesome people, who I love, who are positive in my life. People who I am thankful for. But not people you would expect. Not like, my husband or my best friend. These are people that I don’t often tell, “Hey, I like you a lot and I am glad you are in my life.”

When I decided to do this, one person came to mind first. His name is Mike Monts de Oca. I met this kid in like, 2004, when my roommate (named Emily) decided that she was going to date him and fall in love with hi and marry him. She dragged me (and my now husband, Kyle, and two of our other friends) to the Publix where he worked, so she could point him out and get our opinion. He was wearing a hairnet.

I. Did. Not. Like. This. Boy. You know how it is. We had a tight-knit group of friends, we were all single, and this hair-net wearing boy comes in to take a member of our group away and he is instantly hated. I knew nothing about him. But I didn’t like him. He was nice. He didn’t hang around much. We were mean to him. You know the drill. But he hung around. He was still nice to us. He help my now husband move a king sized bed into a second floor apartment. He was great. We didn’t scare him away.

Over the next couple of years, I actually got to know him. And I realized something important that I had been missing. He loved my Emily. He married one of my closest friends. He cooks really well. He plays guitar in the church band. He played the music during my wedding. He makes me laugh everytime we hang out. He is nice to me, even though there was a time when I was a jerk to him. He is a great guy.

So let’s hear it for Mike. Oh, here is a link to him blog, because I don’t know how to make his name turn blue, so you can click it and go to his page.

http://campfireanthems.com/