My lovely husband, Ronald Phillip Ford.
This is the man that I though would never come. I will never pretend that we are perfect, we are far from it, but I love him. He is my other half. As angry as he can make me, he can make me smile too.
This picture was in 2008 at Fountain Lanes Bowling Alley. We went and bowled and had a lot of fun that day.
Ron was born in Omaha, Nebraska on October 11, 1975, and yes he is a few years older than myself. He was born to Karen and Phil Ford, and Karen is first in line because she is the leader of the pack. Phil was in the Air Force for many years and they traveled a lot, but one thing that always rang true is that SHE is the boss. She and I have had our differences in the past, I mean, it's sometimes hard for two bosses to get along with each other! She is truly one of the best people I know though, she is a very giving person and no matter if it's her last penny, if you need it she will give it to you. Little did she know, that one day she would give her son to ME! He is her oldest child, but his brother Bobby, well right at the moment that's a sore subject and maybe a blog for a different day, or maybe not! Phil is the strong but silent type, he and I get along well though and we really always have. We agree about a lot of things and we like a lot of the same things. He and I can have a conversation even when Ron and I can't! I love my in-laws, it only took a few years! Haha just joking!
This man can make me laugh, and sometimes its at the most inappropriate times, but he does it well. He really has a twisted sense of humor, but if you get it, it can be funny... if you don't get it, you will most likely be offended quite often. He is 35, almost 36 but he hasn't quite figured that out yet. He is still a child in his mind, and that's okay, most of the time. He really was meant for me, even though most days I could choke his life out. I guess God knew I was the only one who would put up with him all the time. He's a pretty lucky guy, and I'm a pretty lucky girl! He is the right to my wrong, the slow to my fast, he is the yin to my yang. He tries his best to keep me grounded but its hard with a woman like me. Yet, as much as we are opposite we are also just alike. We have shared a lot of experiences in life and we share a lot of the same likes and dislikes. He is stubborn, and although I never realized there was anyone out there that could be more stubborn than myself, he has me beat times 100. He is hard headed and to hear him tell it, he is always right at least until we are alone then he will admit that I'm usually the one that is right but being the man he can't admit that in front of people! I love him, and I am glad that he came into my life.
Emily is Ron's daughter, she is my stepdaughter, but of course.... she is just my daughter. She is going to be 13 in a month and boy do I dread it. She has been talking about being 13 since she was 10 and I can just imagine how it will be when she actually is 13. Emily was born October 27, 1998 just 16 short days after her dad's birthday. He was 23 when she came along, and together they have had it pretty rough. I'd say they hit the jackpot when they found me, kidding really!! This picture was taken in 2008 as well, it was our first family trip to Daytona also the place where Ron and I got engaged (yet again, another story for another time, although I am sure that my blogging friend Alice Wills Gold could appreciate, it is a funny one.) She looks so little here, how quickly they grow up and start looking like grown ups. Its sad really.
Emily and I have definitely had our issues, and I'm sure that they will not subside anytime soon as she is about to hit her teenage years and we all know how teenagers are.... SO much fun. Emily and I have a lot of similarities as well, many of the similarities that I share with her dad and I think that we butt heads often because of that. Emily and I have shared many experiences in life, obviously at different times but still we have been down the same road. Emily's mom decided that 19 was way too young to be a parent. Its pretty sad that you can do what it takes to make a baby, but then you realize that the actual baby just isn't for you. First, she took off with Emily when she was 6 months old and took her back to North Dakota from here in Tennessee. This was the phase that she thought she couldn't be a girlfriend and a mom at the same time, so she left Ron and took Emily with her with nothing more than a note saying she still loved him but couldn't do it anymore. Two and a half years later, the baby sitter in North Dakota said to come get her, or she would call the state. Her mom had taken off and left her for 3 days with the babysitter. So at almost 26 years old, this dad took off and went to North Dakota to get his 3 year old little girl and he has had her since. Men and girls don't often mix and seeing as how he had moved in with his parents in the 2 years since she had been gone, his mom and dad helped him with her.
This is pretty much where his mom and I differed in our beliefs. I know that I am not the alpha and omega of motherhood but I am stern in my mothering beliefs. I have learned from some of the best how to NOT be as a mother, and it was most definitely the best who gave me the best tips on how to be a mother. I've tried from day one to be the best I can be, and I guess I couldn't stand in the shoes of a grandmother who was having to take part in the parenting. In the years since, it has gotten better. Emily has gotten better, as have I. She has become a young lady that I am proud of. She has pretty good grades in school, and she tries hard. She is loving, and loyal and tries her best... well, most of the time, remember she is almost 13!! LOL
Here are some more pictures of Emily!
Next is Adriana MaKayla Kelley:
I will try to keep this one short since I have already introduced Adriana before, plus as much as I love the two people above I love this one just as much. This one is my pride and joy and I bust at the seams when I get a chance to talk about her. I could honestly start talking and never stop, but I don't think many readers could get to the bottom if I talked as much as I could. Adriana was born September 13, 2000 at 8 pm on the dot. The details of her birth should have been enough to show the future character of this wonderful little girl. Her due date being October 4th I had it all planned out. At this point in time I was working at Kay's Ice Cream and decided that I would make my last day September 7th so that I would have almost a month to prepare for my little girl. I worked everyday of my pregnancy until September 7 when I told my friends that I would see them when I came back from maternity leave. I went home that night thinking that I would have a month to relax, and get everything ready for her arrival. Well, she had other plans. September 9th I had a baby shower, and had a great time with family and friends. She was blessed from the beginning because she got so much stuff at that shower. I went home and began to put things together and wash little clothes all the while believing that I still had plenty of time. NOT! Just four days later she decided to make her appearance.
Being 17 and thinking that you still have months to go before you become a mom, then waking up 3 weeks early with obvious signs that it is time is a scary thing. Lucky for me, I had my mom and my grandmother, who was and still is an angel! We got to the hospital around noon, and then Adriana decided that she would get either stubborn or lazy, I haven't decided yet. She was in such a hurry to come into this world that she decided three weeks was too long to wait, but when we get to the hospital she wanted to take her time. Like I said, all of this should have been a preface to what the rest of my life with her was going to be like. After hours of waiting and pushing and crying and saying I couldn't do it, I was holding the most precious person I had ever seen, and now 11 years later she is still that to me.
Last but certainly not least, there is our wonderful puggie
ZOE:
Since we bought our house in August of 2009 the girls and I have begged Ron to let us get a dog. We all love dogs, but he just doesn't want to get attached to another one because it is so hard when you have to let them go. One day while I was on Facebook I saw a status update from one of my friends from school, her little girl was allergic to dogs and she was having to get rid of her dogs. I text Ron and told him, jokingly that I knew where we could get a dog that was crate trained, house broken, and fixed and asked if we could get her. He said sure, and I was surprised. I messaged Allison and told her that we would gladly take her and give her a good home. I went and picked her up a few days later and she has been blessing us with laughs since then. We love her a lot, and she has made us a better family. Thanks Allison, for giving us our pup! We love and adore her!!
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