A History of Haley's Heart Throbs

As part of the teachings of my parents, I learned that you should never judge someone by their looks. I took this to heart as I began the life long road of crushes and true loves. The list may be long, and at times not pretty, but it's sure to be entertaining:


My first memorable attraction to the opposite sex would have to be the Prince of Thieves. I had no clue who Kevin Costner was, nor did I care. I was probably about 6 or 7 years old. This was the Robin Hood who could shoot me with an arrow anytime he wanted to.

Not bad for being so young and inexperienced...right?





My realistic crush: Kevin Blahblah, he had black hair and bright blue eyes. He never talked to me once, I think he hit me in the face with a ball during dodge ball. That's as good as talking to me. I remember in class (3rd grade) I was returning homework to desks. I kissed his paper.

I've told you of my Star Trek obsession. I believe that I also mentioned that I was attracted to Worf, or Michael Dorn as he's known in the "real" world. This was probably one of the longest/most unhealthy of my crushes. Actually, as I look back I'm beginning to see a pattern of the type of men I like. Tell me if you see it too.








Realistic crush: Colby Tyra, his tall hunched walk took my breath away. I loved him through middle school and my first year of high school. I heard a rumor that he liked me too when we were freshmen but I didn't know what the heck to do with a boy at that age so nothing came of it.


It seemed that for a short time I came to my senses and found love with a blue eyed, wrangler wearing guy named Brad Pitt.
My crush was short, mostly a fad because that's who everyone else liked at the time. But I liked to march to the beat of a different drum. I should have just followed the crowd since I didn't have a very good track record of my own.







Realistic Crush: Michael Russell. He was a year my junior but he was the varsity baseball teams catcher and I'm a sucker for a catcher. He was beautiful with blue eyes and nice teeth. He was also the cause of my most embarrassing high school moment. I'll tell you about it sometime.


This would be a crush of my own creation. Mr. Alex Rodriguez, the new up and coming "it" guy of the Seattle Mariners. I don't know if it was his eyes, his smile, or the way his booty filled out that baseball uniform but I was smitten through almost all my high school career and into my 18th year.
Never did a heart break as loudly as mine when my beloved was traded to the Rangers thence on to the Yankees where he lost his innocence.










Realistic Crush: During this time I had too many loves to list. They were short as my relationship commitment ADD kicked in. So from about age 18 to 21 I enjoyed a little fishing, but my fishing was purely catch and release.



Legolas, you hot little piece of Elvish booty! At 20 I found myself breathless every time I watched Lord of the Rings.
I had to figure out a way to make him mine. His heart wasn't likely to be given away very easily.
Fantasy is a cruel cruel world. Can I get an "amen" from the Twilight/Edward fans out there?













Realistic Crushes: After my mission/de-obbsession with Legolas, I decided to stick to the real guys and not get pulled the heartbreak of hollywood. The next few years I spent dancing, dating and dumping the long list of unworthy men who tried to catch my heart.

Then one day I found the guy who truly stole my heart. He wasn't like anyone I'd ever dated before. I fell for him hard and fast...

...and I think I made a good choice.