tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53153880039745806932024-03-12T20:29:14.400-04:00New Eden Community BlogEmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-49789347248334112282012-01-27T12:59:00.061-05:002012-01-27T12:59:00.601-05:00Winter 2012 - D'Sim<em>Shawn (47), Jane (32), Shane and Imogene (4)</em><br />
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Jane was very happy with her family and her life, especially now that the twins were growing out of the toddler stage and would be starting school soon.<br />
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She had a big celebration planned for them with some of her dearest friends in attendance<br />
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and also her mother-in-law (mostly at Shawn's invitation).<br />
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Jane was mortified when Em made a pass at one of her married friends. His wife seemed pretty put off by that move as well. Luckily Sophie wasn't angry, just confused and annoyed. It helped that Christopher politely turned down her advances by explaining that he was happily married.<br />
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Jane insisted that Shawn have a talk with his mother and suggest that it might be time for her to go home. He tried to broach the subject, but Em seemed settled on staying near by for awhile.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Of course, she wasn't going to live with them. She would stay at her own place and give them their space and privacy when they needed it. After all she was a busy sim herself, she had her own work to do. But she knew they could still use help with the twins, someone to babysit when they had to work weekends or after school hours.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">And she was more than happy to help out and build a good relationship with her grandchildren.</div><br />
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Jane was kind of glad to have another adult around so she could get some work down from home while Shawn was at work. She missed her days as a gossip reporter for STAR magazine and wanted to get back into entertainment reporting. She'd recently becomed very intrigued by Mr. Winston Crabtree and wanted to see what dirt she could come up with about him and his clients. She had grilled Em about it, but she knew very little. He'd seemed to have moved his focus to the music industry while she had turned more to writing than producing.<br />
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When Winston didn't respond to her many e-mails, she tried calling him on the phone. First his office number, then his home number.<br />
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That didn't go over well.<br />
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She decided to take a break and focus on her family for awhile, especially since the holidays were coming up. Shane must have known Santa was coming, because he was being extra good and cleaning up after himself without being asked.<br />
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Jane was eager for the gift giving season, so she could shower her loved ones with special presents<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>and special moments together.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><em>ROS: Jane D'Sim becomes obsessed with/ stalks Winston Crabtree. (I didn't do a whole lot with this one, since Jane is so busy with her family and everytime she and Winston seemed to interact, it didn't go well. I think his role as an agent and hers as a former gossip magazine reporter worked well for this interaction. Since she's happily married, I knew it wouldn't be a romantic interest.)</em>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-52118166633967869022012-01-20T12:57:00.042-05:002012-01-20T12:57:00.372-05:00Winter 2012 - Crabtree<em>Winston (35)</em><br />
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Winston was always glad when he had the chance to see Lara. Sometimes it was difficult to get together between their busy schedules.<br />
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But the extra effort in scheduling was worth it.<br />
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With her toned body from her athletic training, Winston thought she was about as hot as they came.<br />
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However, at times, he found something about their conversation lacking. Somehow they struggled to have the same connection outside of the bedroom.<br />
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When she left for the evening, he was left home alone and wondering.<br />
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Work kept him busy. After an evening jog he ran into producer and writer Em DeLong who had some interesting entertainment proposals for him. They would require interhood travel. He was intrigued, but ultimately not interested. He was feeling settled in New Eden and wanted to stay here for now.<br />
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He was constantly getting calls from aspiring stars. More often than not they were waiters who had heard about him through Keith, the waiter who had served him while he was on vacation a few simyears ago, and were hoping he could help their careers as well.<br />
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It amazed him how many sims thought they could make it big in the music industry when they had no significant musical talent or musical training.<br />
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They probably had their eyes on the glamour and the fame and the awards. He told the young hopeful to send over some headshots and a video audition. Film or modeling might be a better way to get his start.<br />
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When he wasn't busy with his work as a talent agent, he was busy with his role in the hood council, managing the hood's finances. The new administration building had opened. It was still under renovation, but at least the officers had a place to meet.<br />
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They discussed the pressing issues of the hood. Landscaping and beautification. James was especially interested in making sure the building he was designing were properly landscaped to complete their aesthetic appeal.<br />
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Winston expressed his concerns with book-keeping for the hood's finances and keeping better track of taxes and loan repayments.<br />
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Jane was concerned about the arts, wanting more cultural and artistic opportunities in the schools and the community at large.<br />
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Hope remained mostly quiet during the meeting and quickly left once the formal meeting was dismissed. Her eyes did light up when Jane suggested new activities for the school children.<br />
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After the meeting Jane cornered Winston with a barage of questions and ideas, regarding possible concerts or plays in the hood and possible star appearances. Remembering her mostly for her days as a STAR reporter, he couldn't help feeling like he was being interviewed for a gossip article and excused himself from the conversation as soon as possible.Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-77285055488189104122012-01-13T12:54:00.105-05:002012-01-13T12:54:00.322-05:00Fall 2012 - University<em>Felicity London (2nd year grad student), Davis Vanderburg and Genesis Sartor (1st year grad students), Derek Todd and Maia Hayes (sophomores), Geneva Rossi, Owen Rossi, and Violet Cormier (freshmen)</em><br />
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The new school year brought a new crop of freshmen to campus as the Rossi twins and Violet Cormier left high school behind to begin their college careers.<br />
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Violet was very flattered that the older college boys seemed to take notice of her right away. However she tried to play it cool. She did still have a boyfriend who was still finishing up high school.<br />
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She was excited to be sharing a room with her BFF Geneva. Both girls had a feeling this was going to be a great year.<br />
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He left the conversation feeling better about things between them. Maybe they had a change to get their relationship back on track after all.<br />
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Even though she was busy with studying for classes and meeting new people, Violet still made time to call Bryan and tell him all about college life and the new friends she was making.<br />
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She hated to admit that she found his high school talk kind of boring. She'd moved past those things and was starting to wonder if she was moving past him as well.<br />
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Especially when there were so many cute guys around all the time. She was even beginning to see Owen in a new light. He'd gotten better looking as he'd gotten older.<br />
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Even though they flirted a little, Owen's heart was still with Charlotte. He parents had kept a tight rein on her since they found out she was pregnant and he'd only seen her once since she'd moved back to Eden, but he thought about her a lot and tried to call her when he could.<br />
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Lunch in the cafeteria was awkward when Felicity found herself alone with Maia and they still happened to be wearing matching pajamas. She made a mental note to herself to buy another pair and tried to be cordial, even though she couldn't help thinking about how much she'd like to see Maia's ghost.<br />
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Things got even more awkward when Davis walked in. Felicity didn't like the way he looked at Maia.<br />
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But when he walked over flashing that dazzling smile of his . . .<br />
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She knew she was still smitten with him.<br />
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She wondered if she'd been too hard on him. After all it did seem to be only Maia that was initiating things between them.<br />
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Maybe it was time to kiss and make up.<br />
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One night as she was getting ready for bed, she collapsed.<br />
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Luckily Geneva heard her fall and woke up in time to call and ambulance. Violet was taken to the hospital and treated for extreme dehydration. She missed a few weeks of class, but luckily was able to come back to school in time for finals, so she could complete the semester. It was a major scare and Geneva was shaken by the incident for days afterwards.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Meanwhile, Owen was treated to a special surprise. Charlotte had talked her parents into allowing her to travel back to New Eden for a college visit. Although she knew she would be lucky to finish high school after having a baby and wasn't sure she was really interested in going to college, she knew her parents, her mother especially, were hoping she'd be able to further her education. She just wanted a chance to see Owen and her old friends again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0k3MDDBXUrn13MMHNhUZuLyL7a6AkTWfc2dQ6YqFS00O1Q4lAQ_Og2_1OBDegGoy2npFmPE6RbfDGYhR0Yhzv9916kvaP6B23KGx02Pn4CFK7Y72IqDBZ6G_41pd-3mex4NgdNMDXazQ/s1600/uni2012-22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0k3MDDBXUrn13MMHNhUZuLyL7a6AkTWfc2dQ6YqFS00O1Q4lAQ_Og2_1OBDegGoy2npFmPE6RbfDGYhR0Yhzv9916kvaP6B23KGx02Pn4CFK7Y72IqDBZ6G_41pd-3mex4NgdNMDXazQ/s1600/uni2012-22.jpg" /></a></div>"So what is it like being a mother?" Geneva asked.<br />
"It's a lot of hard work . . . it is so much work," Charlotte emphasized. "I kind of feel bad though that I'm probably going to miss out on living the college life like you and Owen are."<br />
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"It's fun living in the dorms, but honestly, I think I'm ready to move out and see world. I'm ready to start my own life."<br />
"Do you think you'll drop out? What are you planning to do if you aren't in school."<br />
"I'm not sure," Geneva thought. "But there world out there seems to big and exciting to waste my time sitting in class all day. Maybe I'll give it another semester and then decide."<br />
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Hoping to find a little romance, Geneva got brave and decided to make a move.<br />
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Derek, however, wasn't interested. He seemed to only have eyes for Genesis.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>(Darn "realistic" sickness mod strikes again. And this time the Grim Reaper blocked the bed, so Geneva couldn't get up and help her friend. I had to exit without saving because I didn't wanted Violet to die yet. She's too interesting to me. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about some of my students. They have no interest in studying or going to class. Yet, the show up for the final and pass the semester anyway. I'm not sure all of them are going to still be in college after next semester if they keep it up.)</em></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-4767437314461028222012-01-06T12:53:00.101-05:002012-01-06T12:53:00.250-05:00Fall 2012 - First<em>Seth (46), Ivy (43), Kendra (10), Jared and Leah (2)</em><br />
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In the First household the twins were turning 2. The family had a quiet celebration at home.<br />
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And then continued on with their daily routine. Seth and Ivy would get the twins up in the morning <br />
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Unless Kendra had invited a friend home from school,<br />
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then Seth would help the nanny get the twins up from their nap.<br />
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The nanny knew Seth had a strong interest in stargazing and was curious if he'd ever seen any signs of alien life.<br />
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Ivy was still working long hours at the lab and usually got home late. If the twins were still up she'd spend some time with them before putting them to bed for the night.<br />
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On her days off, she tried to catch up on the housework or yardwork.<br />
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And the little ones, especially, were always eager for some extra attention from their mommy.<br />
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When they weren't getting into trouble. They were at the age where they could really be a handful.<br />
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Work was taking up a lot of both parents' time. Seth had recently had a proposal accepted to build a local medical and research center in New Eden. He and Bruce Lillard, the former chief of staff in Eden, were working hard to get everything together and running smoothly.<br />
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Back in the spring, when the McMillians had been in town visiting, Bruce had invited his niece and fellow doctor, Suzanna, to check out the work they had done.<br />
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It was kind of nice seeing an old friend again after so many years. They had parted ways after college and since had found happy marriages, had children, and had been successful in their careers.<br />
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Since Apple Valley had a medical center for many years, Bruce and Seth were sure that Suzanna would have some helpful suggestions for making their endeavor work.<br />
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She was quick to point out a few minor glitches that would need to be addressed.<br />
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And she was excited about the research facilities located in the building.<br />
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That was Seth's favorite part too. His field was more in medical research than medical practice. He knew as a professional scientist Ivy was excited about the new facility too.<br />
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"You just need to rest, take it easy for awhile and make sure you take in plenty of fluids."<br />
"But I have so much to do at school with finals coming up."<br />
"I know how that is, but right now taking care of your health, Violet, is more important."<br />
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After checking on his patients and after Bruce had finished giving Suzanna a tour of the facility, she stopped by Seth's office to say goodbye.<br />
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"It's too bad you have to go back to Apple Valley already. Next time you're in town, Ivy and I will have to have you and Bradford and the girls over for dinner."<br />
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Amidst the seemingly fluid everyday routine, family strife was brewing underneath the surface. Ivy was not happy<br />
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and Seth realized he was going to have to spend a little more time paying attention to his wife.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">He promised her some night soon they'd hire a babysitter to watch the kids and go out for a night on the town.</div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-29314655743493248932011-12-30T12:52:00.061-05:002011-12-30T12:52:00.190-05:00Fall 2012 - HuffingtonHeather (35), Lance (8), Jimmy London (32)<br />
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Finances were tough for Heather. She had been struggling to get by as a single mom with only child support payments and her small salary from her minimum wage job. Now that the hood was collecting loan re-payments, and the value of her lot was very high, she was in over her head. <br />
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She did have a few options. Her first thought was to get a roommate. Her lot was actually designed as a commercial building. She and Lance only occupied the first floor of the building. The entire upper floors were completely vacant. She talked with Jimmy about possibly renting the upstairs and he readily agreed to the suggestion. But most of his funds were tied up in his newest business venture and he didn't have much cash to help out at the moment.<br />
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After considering her options, Heather decided the best thing to do was to move. There was a small, two bedroom house that had been vacant for a few years. The house was cute.<br />
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And once she decorated it to her liking, it was a much better fit for her and her son. After purchasing some modest, but stylish furnishings, Heather had plenty of money to repay the money she owed the hood and the hood was glad to buy her old home and renovate it for a community administration building.<br />
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Lance was at the age where he had lots of questions.<br />
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"I thought Mr. Jimmy was going to live with us."<br />
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"No, he was going to move into the upstairs of our house if we hadn't moved."<br />
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"Will he still come over to see us?"<br />
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"Of course he would. He's still our friend."<br />
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"Are you and my dad friends again?"<br />
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"We're trying to be. I hope we will be again."<br />
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Jimmy did still come around to visit. One day he came with an interesting proposal for Heather.<br />
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He and his brother Frank had recently gotten together and purchased the local mall. For years it had housed a small clothing shop and lots of vacant space. The brothers had both shared a love of cooking. Frank was a professional chef, just like their father had been. They were using the part of the vacant space to start a diner. And the rest of the space would be perfect for a salon, and they needed a stylist, if Heather was interested.<br />
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She was thrilled. To work in an actual salon without worrying about running the business from home would be great. It had to be better than working at a golf course or gas station, late hours. The hours would be more flexible so she could be at home with Lance in the evenings.<br />
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Lance was starting to take an interest in new hobbies. He signed up for music classes at school and started practicing the violin. Gareth offered to stop in and give him lessons, if he was interested. Although the violin was not his instrument, he could offer his general knowledge about music.<br />
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One day on his way over for a visit, Gareth saw Lance collapse while playing a game of tag with Elsa Straight after school. He called out for Heather, who immediately ran over to their sons' side.<br />
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She knew he'd been ill from food poisoning, since that careless nanny had served him rotten jello. Maybe she hadn't been as worried as she should have been since it was just food poisoning, but time had passed and he still hadn't gotten better. As they rushed Lance to the hospital, she prayed that her baby boy would survive.<br />
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With treatment and some time resting in the hospital, Dr. First assured her that Lance would make a full recovery.<br />
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<em>I installed a "realistic sickness" mod which I may have to get rid of since I've had so many sims not recover and die from it. </em><br />
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<em>ROS - Lance takes up a new hobby (carried over from the last round, since I forgot about it.)</em><br />
<em>ROS - Reunited with a friend/family member/ lost love - Jimmy London (this also goes with Joy's wedding too. He's not really a playable character, so it's hard to know where to fit this in)</em>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-50189857358005436522011-12-23T13:21:00.085-05:002011-12-23T13:21:00.289-05:00Summer 2012 - London-Carlson Wedding<em>Bruce Lillard (62), Joy London (23), Bridget and Bryce Ebadi (7)</em><br />
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Since Uncle Bruce insisted that Joy not put off her wedding for his or the children's sakes, Joy decided to start making plans. She invited Felicity over for lunch and a day of shopping. As a nice gesture, she decided to invite Bridget along too.<br />
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Bridget was delighted to be included with the big girls' day out.<br />
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She gloated about it to Bryce as they left, but he didn't mind. He'd much rather stay home and play with the puppy than go on a boring, girly shopping trip.<br />
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Their first stop was the mall where they looked for dresses to wear to the wedding.<br />
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"Wow, Joy! Look at you, sissy. You are going to be a beautiful bride!"<br />
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After trying on one dress, Bridget was getting bored with shopping.<br />
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She spotted her best friend, Kendra, outside running errands with her mom and asked Joy if it was alright if she went outside to talk with her instead.<br />
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While Felicity waited on Joy in the dressing room, she noticed a strange man come up and give Bridget a friendly hug.<br />
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"Uh, Bridget, honey . . . do you know him?"<br />
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"I'm giving out free hugs today. Would you like one?"<br />
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"Uh, no thanks. I think you'd better go on your way."<br />
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After shopping, the girls went out for a nice lunch.<br />
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"This looks like a really nice place," Bridget remarked. "I think I'll order the lobster."<br />
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"Lobster? Are you sure you like lobster?" Joy asked. "Maybe you should choose something a little safer . . . and less expensive," she added under her breath. "Hey, look they have mac n cheese."<br />
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Joy was relieved that Bridget decided to go with the mac n cheese.<br />
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Felicity was appalled by Joy and Bridget's table manners. "Hey, watch out! You're getting your crumbs in my spaghetti. Gross."<br />
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"Joy, I can't believe you're really getting married. It's hard to believe we're old enough for that already. It's like you're really a grown-up now."<br />
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"Watch out, you'll be next."<br />
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"Maybe," Felicity said, twirling the strands of spaghetti on her fork.<br />
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"When you were my age, what did you want to be when you grew up?" Bridget asked.<br />
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"I don't know. I think I always wanted to be famous, like as an actress or a model, or maybe a politician."<br />
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"You did always want to be in the limelight," Felicity agreed.<br />
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"Now, you're going to be on TV."<br />
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</div>"If everything goes according to plan . . . I really hope it works out with having my own show. I really want it to be successful. Maybe even win a few awards."<br />
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Felicity stayed over on the night before the wedding, so she could be there bright and early to help get ready. They had a light, healthy breakfast, before getting their hair and makeup done and getting dressed for the wedding.<br />
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Everything was all set up by the time the guests started to arrive. Joy was disappointed when she woke up in the morning to gray skies and drizzling rain, but luckily they were able to set up a tent, so they could still have their outdoor wedding.<br />
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Maybe they were a little anxious for the ceremony. Not all of the guests were seated when Alon and Joy started exchanging their vows.<br />
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They were so glad to have their friends and family present for their big day.<br />
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Surrounded by flowers and rose petals in bright autumn colors, it was just what Joy had dreamed of.<br />
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And even more importantly she was standing next to the man of her dreams. She knew they were going to have a happy future together.<br />
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Felicity looked over at Chase, seated next to her, and wondered what he was thinking. She wondered if he regretted not being in Alon's place at the altar. He'd always said he wasn't the marrying type, so maybe he thought he had dodged a bullet. If he had any thoughts about the past, he was keeping them to himself.<br />
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After the ceremony, the bride and groom cut the cake.<br />
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And very daintily fed each other a bite.<br />
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Uncle Bruce seemed to have some choice words for their older brother Jimmy about settling down and getting serious about his life. <br />
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Jimmy wasn't interested in hearing it. He wasn't sure he wanted to settle down with one woman.<br />
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"Okay, I'll get off your back," Bruce conceded. "I am proud of you for following through with your education and completing your degree."<br />
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The guests took their cake inside to eat. Joy noticed Felicity and Davis standing together is awkward silence as she ended up sitting next to Chase.<br />
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He offered his congratulations and assured her that anything between them was in the past. They were just kids when they were fooling around with each other. Now she was moving on with her life and he promised he'd never try to stand in the way of her happiness.<br />
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After cake, Joy's other older brother, Frank, sat down at the piano and played some music for the guests to dance too.<br />
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Despite the fact that the rain had started to come down harder, some of the guests insisted on staying outside. They panicked when a tree in the yard was struck by lightning and caught on fire, but only momentarily.<br />
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Once the fire was out, they went back to what they were doing,<br />
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playing in the rain.<br />
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Meanwhile the bride and groom were inside, sharing their first dance.<br />
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They didn't care that they guests were outside playing in the rain, <br />
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they were glad for a few intimate moments alone.<br />
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As they danced, the party was winding down. Felicity and Bridget watched some television in the living room before bedtime.<br />
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And Bryce had disappeared upstairs hours ago.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">He wasn't at a loss of how to amuse himself.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>Joy and Alon Carlson will be remaining on this lot. There's enough room to build a separate little house for the newlyweds, so they can have their own private space, yet remain close to help Uncle Bruce with the children.</em></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-53597999867748732712011-12-16T05:44:00.000-05:002011-12-16T05:44:00.134-05:00Summer 2012 - Lillard<em>Joy London (23), Bridget and Bryce Ebadi (7), Bruce Lillard (62) </em><br />
When she had first met Jessica and her children, Joy had a suspicion about the children's paternity. She'd seen a family resemblance in Bryce's face, but she was surprised when her uncle Bruce had stepped forward as the twins' father.<br />
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Although he had been a bachelor his entire life and had never had children of his own, until now, Bruce had been around children his entire life. As a child and young teen he lived with his sister Layla and her family. He and his sister Grace (Joy's mother) often helped care for Layla's children (Suzanna and Jesse) when they were young. After Grace married and started her own family he lived with them. Joy had lived in the same household as Uncle Bruce almost her entire life.<br />
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Joy had a way with kids. She knew how to relate to them.<br />
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Bruce found it frustrating that he didn't have the knack for it that Joy did.<br />
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But after watching her example and following her lead on how to relate to the children, they were starting to break the ice.<br />
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He hoped he was up to the challenge of raising two young children who had just gone through the trauma of losing their mother prematurely.<br />
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What child wouldn't want a puppy to love?<br />
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As much as they had both wanted a puppy, the children were too busy playing tag to notice when the new pet arrived, but for Joy, it was love at first sight.<br />
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With everything else going on, Joy hadn't forgotten about her other love, Alon. <br />
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They tried to make time together, but it was hard to find privacy in the busy house.<br />
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And when they did, she was just too tired to make much of their time together.<br />
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Alon was very understanding. "We've waited this long to be together. I don't mind even if it means waiting for our wedding night . . . which will be soon, won't it?"<br />
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Joy had hoped so, but now she wasn't so sure. She hadn't even thought about the wedding, since Jessica died. Right now making sure the kids were settled and doing well was the first thing on her mind. She hoped Alon didn't feel neglected because of it.<br />
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Bruce could sense Joy's sadness and one evening they had a talk about what was bothering her.<br />
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"Don't put your life on hold, because of us. Life can take a funny turn and you never know what can happen. You may miss your chance . . . Anyway, don't worry about us. The children and I will be fine. Don't forget to do what is right for you."<br />
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The next day, Joy invited Felicity over to discuss wedding plans and to catch up. They hadn't seen as much of each other since Joy left university and they missed seeing each other so often.<br />
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In addition to wedding planning, Joy had big news. She'd been offered the chance to host her own local television show. She just had to come up with a proposal for the show's content. She had so many ideas flowing through her mind, it was hard to pick just one subject to focus on.<br />
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"I think finishing school early was the right thing to do. What can I learn from a book or a class room about acting and the entertainment business that I can't learn by getting out there and doing it," she reasoned. "How are your classes going?"<br />
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"Good. I think I'm going to keep going after my master's is finished. I just want to see it all the way through."<br />
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"How are things going with your love life? Have you and Davis made up yet?"<br />
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"We're co-existing," Felicity replied. "I know you want us to get back together, but I'm not sure that we ever will. I really don't need a guy who is going to play games. I thought he was more mature than that."<br />
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Though they lived apart, Joy and Felicity still maintained their close connection as twins. "Let's see what we have in the kitchen for dinner."<br />
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After dinner was bedtime and even though he had his own room, Bryce seemed to prefer sleeping on the couch.<br />
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As Bruce was tucking the children in, Felicity came up to him to say goodbye and he offered the same advice to her that he had for Joy. Life is short, don't let it pass you by.<br />
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</div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-54215528389908337682011-12-09T14:43:00.000-05:002011-12-09T14:43:01.049-05:00Summer 2012 - Straight<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>Christopher (28), Sophie (28), Elsa (6), Sydni (2)</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Time was passing quickly and it was already time for Sydni's birthday. Christopher couldn't believe how fast his daughters were growing up.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">"You're so lucky to have a little sister," Sophie told Elsa. "I know it was hard on you when she was a baby, but now that she's bigger, she's going to be a lot more fun. The two of you are going to be the best of friends."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Or maybe not . . .</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Things were looking better for Elsa. She liked when her Daddy let her play video games with him,<br />
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but she wished she were better at it. She hated to lose.<br />
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She liked it when she was allowed to invite kids over to play<br />
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and liked making new friends.<br />
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Somedays Sophie would come home, exhausted and sweaty from a long day of training and in a terrible mood<br />
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but she was always happy to see her family. Elsa knew just how to put a smile on her mommy's face after a long day.<br />
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Sophie was learning to take things in moderation and not make everything in her life about sports and fitness. She was starting to explore new hobbies. She reminded herself that she didn't have to be good at them, but it was important to find new ways to relax.<br />
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Christopher, on the other hand was falling into a rut. When they talked about getting married and starting a family, he and Sophie had both agreed that they wanted a large family with four kids. Sophie was the more career oriented one and he was more family driven, so they had agreed that she would work and he would stay home and take care of the children. Now he wasn't so sure he was happy with the arrangement. He had to admit that things were easier now that Sydni was bigger, but taking care of children was hard work. He found himself feeling depressed and irritable, snapping at his daughters, even pushing them away, when that was not the type of sim he really knew himself to be.<br />
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"I feel like I don't really do anything," he remarked one night over dinner. "When I'm not taking care of the girls, I find myself zoning out in front of the TV or playing video games." <br />
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"Maybe you should take up a new hobby. Painting has really helped me unwind."<br />
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"I don't know. I just want a way to feel more useful."<br />
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"More useful? You take care of the girls, cook, clean, do repairs around the house. I don't what could be more useful than all of that."<br />
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"It's just not enough . . . I don't know. It feels like something's missing."<br />
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Maybe friends were the answer. Before the girls were born, Sophie and Christopher had friends over all the time for dinners or for poker night. Now they and their friends all had children and rarely made time to keep in touch. So Christopher called up a couple of the guys, Rich and Gregory, and invited them over to hang out for awhile. He let them in on how he'd felt a little down lately.<br />
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"I went through the same thing when I lost my job," Rich said. "You just have to look for a new opportunity. You might find yourself doing something that you love, that you never expected."<br />
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Christopher thought about it and he realized he needed to get out of the house more and contribute to the family and to the community in a different way than he had been. He decided to put his college degree to good use and applied for the open teaching position at the high school.<br />
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</div>It would mean hiring help during the day to watch the girls, but the excitement he felt as he headed to work that first morning, proved that the change was totally worth it. He felt better about himself and about his life than he had in a long time.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>ROS: Christopher Straight suffers depression (I could have done more with this, but since it seemed like this family was going through a rough time already last round. I made this one about getting out of the depression. Luckily for me Chris rolled the want to get a job in education all on his own. I was considering him for the job already, since I needed another teacher, but I'm glad he wanted it too. :) )</em> </div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-71859350370345132072011-12-02T12:56:00.000-05:002011-12-02T12:56:00.570-05:00Summer 2012 - ThayerFawn (37), Gareth (37)<br />
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Whenever Gareth was in town, Fawn enjoyed hearing about his time on the road and in the studio and all of the venues his band played in different cities.<br />
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Of course, he and his bandmate, Trevor Yates often talked of their hometowns and Trevor had seemed interested in seeing Fawn's Art Gallery.<br />
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While traveling between gigs, Gareth and Trevor surprised Fawn by dropping in at the art galley before heading on to the next stop on their tour.<br />
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Fawn was excited to have the honor of displaying the works of a budding young artist from another hood, Veronika Kent of Apple Valley.<br />
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She was sure to mention that she went to college with Veronika's father. He was a few years older than her, but she remembered him from the dorms. She was excited to discuss painting techniques and sources of inspiration with Veronika. She was always happy to meet another art aficionado.<br />
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Veronika's family, her aunt and uncles and cousins had come along to support her.<br />
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Fawn was pleased to see Veronika's uncle's brother, James, had come along too.<br />
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In addition to showing her work, Veronika was also excited to check out some of New Eden's historical art pieces. Many of them had been created by Fawn's grandparents who were among the original founders of Eden.<br />
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After exploring the gallery, she headed back downstairs to answer any questions visitors might have about her work.<br />
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When things quieted down in the gallery, Fawn and Veronika chatted about her work and her plans for the future. Veronika couldn't help noticing the way James was looking at Fawn and wondered if the two of them might have a future together. Fawn played the suggestion off and insisted that they were just friends.<br />
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Yet, when she kissed him goodbye at the end of the show, she thought maybe there might be a spark between them.<br />
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The more she thought about it, the more she wondered if there could be something between her and James. She hadn't been blind to the way he looked at her sometimes and she had definitely noticed the chemistry between them when she helped him redesign his living room, of course she had been with Winston at the time. James actually seemed like the type of guy she wouldn't mind falling in love with.<br />
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Winston still dropped by the gallery on a regular basis. She couldn't deny that she still found him incredibly attractive.<br />
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And Jimmy, who she saw everyday, was another man she was definitely attracted to, but it had never been anything more than just physical with him. She had the feeling he was more into someone else.<br />
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So she wondered, why not give things with James a shot? All it took was a little hint his way and he was eagerly asking her out on a date.<br />
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They went to Trevor's, a restaurant that had actually been started by a half-brother of Fawn's back in Eden. They headed upstairs to the bar first and tried the karaoke machine. Musical talent must run in the family, because Fawn's singing voice was impressive. James, on the other hand, could barely carry a tune, but it didn't matter. It was all for fun.<br />
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Afterwards James excused himself to stop by the restroom while Fawn took a seat at the bar. Of all the sims to run into, Winston and his new flame, Lara, were there. He seemed to sense her presence before he even saw her.<br />
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When he started to head over to say hello, Fawn quickly looked for an excuse to be somewhere else. And they went down to the restaurant to see if their table was ready yet.<br />
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She was having a great time. The food was fantastic,<br />
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the company was great, and the atmosphere was totally romantic.<br />
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Robin seemed to think that Fawn and James made a cute couple, while Gregory only had eyes for his wife.<br />
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James, being a gentleman, accompanied Fawn home and said goodnight to her at her door.<br />
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Meanwhile, Gareth was spending some quiet time at home, in his studio apartment, enjoying the time to himself to play around on the bass and just relax.<br />
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Sofia was out of town. Trying to launch her own solo music career, she was starting to live the type of lifestyle he was, home for short periods of time between touring and working in the studio. Since he didn't have her new number, he wasn't able to reach her. So he started thinking about who else in the hood he could take some time to get to know better. He really wanted to build some new friendships.<br />
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He decided that instead of trying to get to know some of the new sims in the hood, he should try to restore an old relationship, with Heather. She was the mother of his child and what had happened between them was so long in the past. It was long past time to put hurt feelings aside and be on good terms again. <br />
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It was important if he was ever going to have a relationship with their son and that was something they all needed.<br />
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Things had gotten much better between them, but that brought up new challenges. They found it difficult to find the right boundaries for what they wanted their relationship to be.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was better for them, and better for Lance if they were somewhat close again, but not too close. They had to make sure not to get too close.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Residents gathered at the local market square for the annual community together. It was a beautiful day to enjoy the warm spring weather.<br />
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Fawn was a little less sure of herself, especially when she saw Ivy First's unique and exotic entry.<br />
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Rich Cormier filled out the list of contestants with a classic cherry pie. <br />
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In the end, Ivy's stuffed cod wrapped in bacon took home first prize. But the festival goers were happy to sample all of the entries after the final judging.<br />
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Festival time is always a great time to reconnect with old friends and meet new neighbors.<br />
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and bitter feelings that could not be completely put aside, even for a day that was intended for fun and building a sense of community.<br />
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Some single sims took the festival as an opportunity to check out the members of the opposite sex, even if they knew another sim was taken and completely out of their league.<br />
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And committed couples that only had eyes for each other were feeling frisky in the warm spring weather. While some sims approved of the public displays of affection,<br />
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others were totally embarrassed and appalled by their uninhibited behavior.<br />
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Even though some sims found themselves not seeing eye to eye,<br />
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</div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-18024412665855477252011-11-21T10:45:00.058-05:002011-11-21T17:12:33.571-05:00Spring 2012 - Elementary and Jr./ Sr. High SchoolNew Eden Elementary and Jr. / Sr. High School 2012 - Melody Harris - Kindergarten, Elsa Straight - 1st grade, Bryce Ebadi and Bridget Ebadi - 2nd grade, Lance Huffington - 3rd grade, Kendra First - 5th grade, Sierra Thaytowski - 10th grade, Augustus Thaytowski - 11th grade, Dana Todd, Bryan Carson - 12th grade<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This school year was going to be a new experience for Hope. Since the hood had not yet found a replacement for Jessica's position as the elementary school teacher, Hope was going to be pulling double duty.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU8g7vfxSya17VKhgqsnXBuYsCzuWxjt3MtPbDHDRiP_ABEV4j_VN6wMY7leWll_UmmMpJmukFOjx9ltgJBHIfw1qlBwHG46KNj_36gZhSz9R-1yjdfnEZzhv9CyVQOcM8BZnn54-KMuM/s1600/JSH2012-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU8g7vfxSya17VKhgqsnXBuYsCzuWxjt3MtPbDHDRiP_ABEV4j_VN6wMY7leWll_UmmMpJmukFOjx9ltgJBHIfw1qlBwHG46KNj_36gZhSz9R-1yjdfnEZzhv9CyVQOcM8BZnn54-KMuM/s1600/JSH2012-1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
She gave the older students some brief instruction while the younger children were at recess, then set them up on independent study, doing research papers and preparing oral presentations.<br />
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The students had expressed an interest in robot building and the school was able to budget some money to purchase the tools to allow the students to experience shop class as well.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">With the older students settled, Hope focused on the younger students. She knew this must be a confusing time for them, so she wanted to make sure they felt comfortable and felt free to discuss any feelings they had or ask any questions that were on their minds.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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She decided to push the desks aside and sit in a circle on the floor and have a little chat before starting their lessons for the semester.<br />
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Bridget's metaphor of her mother's passing being like her leaving on a very long trip to a place far away, provided a natural segue to the day's lesson on geography and foreign cultures.<br />
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"What are some things you are curious about places that are far away from here and about the sims that live there?"<br />
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Bryce spoke up, "I would wonder if they play the same kinds of sports and games that we do."<br />
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"I bet they do," Lance added. "Just think, if you lived where there was snow and mountains, you;d probably go skiiing all the time. There's no where to ski here."<br />
Melody added, "Other places might have different kinds of birds and animals."<br />
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"Those are all good thoughts. What about food? Do you think sims in other lands eat the same type of food that we do?"<br />
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"No, and I don't think I'd like the kind of food that they eat. I only like my food."<br />
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"You never know," Hope replied. "If you tried it, you might find something new that you really like."<br />
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"I heard in some places around the world, sims eat bugs."<br />
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Bryce frowned at his sister. "That's disgusting. Can we go back to talking about sports instead?"<br />
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"I heard there are even places where sims eat rats."<br />
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"Ew. Seriously, stop it. Let's talk about something else."<br />
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Hope posed another question. "What do you think about traveling to other nations and meeting sims from around the simworld?"<br />
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Elsa thought it would be great to make lots of new friends. Bryce thought other sims from places far away would be too strange and foreign.<br />
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Hope then shared with the students the culture of her homeland, a nation that constantly had to rebuild, that was ravaged by continual storms, and considered the number three, incredibly unlucky.<br />
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After their discussion, Hope sent the children to the art room to work on creative projects.<br />
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The older students, Kendra and Lance used the easels, while the younger ones gathered around the coloring table.<br />
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They were to come up with their own civilization and draw a picture to represent it.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When it was time to break for lunch, Hope continued the international theme, by ordering Chinese food. Even Bryce, who seemed so adverse to foreign foods gobbled it down quickly and was asking for seconds.</div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-77386087599907593072011-11-18T16:31:00.001-05:002011-11-18T16:31:01.031-05:00Spring 2012 - McMillian<em>James (41)</em><br />
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James had been feeling low lately. Between Jessica's unexpected death and spending his 40th birthday alone, he found himself feeling incredibly lonely. His day to day life had become so routine. He got up, went to work, returned home, studied, played chess or painted and then went to bed. He was glad to recieve an e-mail from his brother Bradford proposing a visit to New Eden. Bradford's niece Veronika had been invited to show her art work at Fawn's art gallery and he thought it would be a great opportunity for a family visit.<br />
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So they made plans for a spring visit, just in time for the spring festival and Veronika's art showing at the very beginning of summer. James was excited to see Bradford again, and Suzanna, Bradford's lovely wife who was a former resident of Eden herself. They had in tow not only their neice Veronika, but their own four girls. He couldn't believe how quickly time had passed.<br />
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The noise and activity five girls brought to the household was something James, who was used to living alone, would have to take time to get used to.<br />
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Once they were settled, he took the family out to see the sights around New Eden. He made sure to point out the school and art gallery that he had designed. The stopped by the historical lighthouse.<br />
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Where the local boys were quick to say hello to the new girls in town, much to Bradford's displeasure.<br />
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They walked on to the adjacent beach lot which had just been opened last summer. It was too cool out to swim,<br />
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The karaoke equipment was still set up from last summer's beach party. James and Laci were feeling adventurous enough to try a duet.<br />
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They traveled on to the shops where the neighborhood was getting ready for this year's spring festival.<br />
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Some sims were already there warming up the barbecue, so they stopped for a picnic lunch.<br />
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Bradford seemed to enjoy meeting some new sims and sharing the details of their flight from Apple Valley. By chance he happened to sit next to Suzanna's uncle, Bruce, who had recently relocated to New Eden. He and Seth First were making plans to start a medical and research center in New Eden. Bruce hoped that Suzanna could give them some advice based on her experience with the Apple Valley medical center, if she had time before they left for home.<br />
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After lunch, they went back to James' house to relax and visit. The girls were much too excited about the trip to care about resting, so they decided to stay outside and play.<br />
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"How was the flight?" James asked once the adults found a few quiet moments alone.<br />
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"Not bad. Much better than I expected with five girls along," Bradford replied. "It didn't take as long as I thought. The time passed fairly quickly."<br />
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"I'm glad. I really hate to travel."<br />
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"Is that why you haven't been back to Apple Valley to visit us?"<br />
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"Partially, but I promise I will try to come for a visit soon. I've just been swamped with work. Speaking of work, how are things at the law firm?"<br />
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"Good," Bradford replied. "I keep busy."<br />
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"I'm sure you do. I heard you're both on the hood council now. Congratulations. I don't know how you do it all. You both have successful careers, are active in the community, and are raising four daughters. Wow."<br />
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"It is a lot to balance," Suzanna admited. "But I wouldn't have it any other way."<br />
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"So, you think there are going to be any more kids in your future?" James teased.<br />
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"Definitely not," Suzanna and Bradford agreed at once. <br />
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"We are most definitely done with babies . . . except for maybe neices or nephews," Suzanna hinted. Bradford shot her a look. Before the trip they talked about this and agreed they weren't going to press James on when he might think about settling down and starting a family of his own. But since James had brought up the topic, Suzanna didn't see the harm of dropping a few hints.<br />
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"You might not want to hold your breath on that front, if you're thinking of me."<br />
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"How are things with the art student you mentioned? Are you still seeing her?"<br />
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"No, I see her around once in awhile, but she's not for me."<br />
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"Anyone else on the horizon?" Suzanna asked.<br />
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"I'm not sure. I thought maybe there was, but . . . It's not that there is a shortage of attractive single women here. I just haven't really made that special kind of connection yet. Things just never seem to get more serious than a passing flirtation."<br />
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"I'm sure you'll find the right sim one day, James. Believe me, it can take time, but when it's the right sim, it's worth the wait."<br />
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"Oh look, it's getting late. We'd better round up the girls, it's getting to be the little ones' bedtime."<br />
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Before they could make a move to stand the phone rang and James went to answer it. It sounded like a woman's voice on the other end of the line. He excused himself and went upstairs to take the call in his office.<br />
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"Do you think that was another one of his flirtations?" Bradford asked. Suzanna shrugged. Bradford was seriously starting to wonder if James was ever going to find the great love of his life. It didn't seem fair that he had been fortunate enough to find true love twice in his life time and James had none, but he knew he had to put his protective older brother instincts aside and let James live his life. All he wanted for him was to be as happy with his life as he and Suzanna were with theirs.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>Suzanna and Bradford's visit has been fun. I've kept them longer than I originally planned to. I thought of reasons for them stay even into the fall. They were funny with their conversation. I left out the pictures where they looked totally annoyed with the conversation as they did most of the time (especially Bradford). Even at the beach Suzanna and Bradford didn't look like they were getting along very well, but maybe they were just frustrated. Typical Suzanna and Bradford wanted to jump into bed as soon as they arrived, but I didn't let them. I had too many other things for them to do. :P</em> <em>I think James seems content to be a bachelor, maybe it's just me that's desperate for him to get married and have kids (I hoped he'd at least have a girlfriend by the time his family visited). Even my simself (who was the one calling him on the phone) took it upon herself to try hitting on him. He wasn't interested. lol</em></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-15726565154487702722011-11-14T12:00:00.000-05:002011-11-14T12:00:07.740-05:00Spring 2012 - Harris<em>Gregory (27), Robin (27), Melody (5), Savannah (1)</em><br />
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Things were running smoothly and life was good for the Harris family. While baby Savannah took her morning nap, Gregory, Robin, and Melody enjoyed each other's company over breakfast, even if the omelets were slightly burnt.<br />
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Melody and Robin enjoyed dancing together in the living room after breakfast. Robin couldn't think of a better way to get her pre-pregnancy body back than by having fun with her daughter.<br />
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<br />After school and on the weekends, Melody liked to hang out in the gym. It was fun meeting new sims.<br />
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And hanging out in the gym had become even more fun since her mom and dad came up with their new idea for a business venture.<br />
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Gregory and Robin were on the same wavelength. Without even discussing it, they both had the idea that they wanted to purchase something fun for the business, some kind of game. Their ideas on price varied slightly, but they were both thinking something expensive. As they discussed it and looked at their options, one item stood out, a bowling alley.<br />
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They knew that the equipment would be expensive and that they would have to take out a business loan, but they hadn't anticipated how much space a bowling alley would take up and how high the cost would be to expand the size of their building to accomodate even one lane.<br />
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But in the end they decided it would be worth it. Not only was it fun for the whole family, but <br />
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<br />the entire neighborhood could enjoy it as well. New Eden was in need of a fun spot for families to visit and for friends to meet. The bowling alley was immediately popular and the Harris's home business ranking sky rocketted.<br />
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Maybe it was coincidence, but with the opening of the bowling alley and with the increased number of visitors, there seemed to be an increase in problems between patrons of the business.<br />
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Problems between customers was not limited to the bowling alley. There were arguments in the gym as well.<br />
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<br />When problems started Robin stepped in to make sure nothing escalated. She gave a warning that anyone who caused problems with other visitors to the gym would be asked to leave and not to come back.<br />
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<br />Yet, the next day, the same sim was back again starting problems with another visitor to the gym<br />
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When Robin once again stepped in and asked Alexis to leave, she turned hostile.<br />
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<br />But Robin remained firm and refused to be intimidated. "I am revoking your gym membership. You are not welcome back here."<br />
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Gregory knew that Robin hated to have to take a tough stand with Alexis, but was proud of how she took charge. She turned to the ballet barre to work off some stress and clear her mind.<br />
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Robin tried her hand at the ballet barre too, but found that formal dance was not for her.<br />
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<br />She much preferred dancing for fun with her mom to the radio and on her mother's feet when she returned home from work at the office.<br />
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After a long day at work, Robin was happy to share a dance with her older daughter and tuck in her younger daughter in for her afternoon nap.<br />
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Then spend some quality time with her husband.<br />
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She loved what a wonderful father he was and how well he bonded with both of the girls.<br />
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She loved the way he sometimes fussed over his appearance in the bathroom mirror.</div>
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And she especially loved the way that he always had time to listen to how her day was at the office and about the work that she was doing with the hood council<br />
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<br />even before she had a chance to show him just how much she loved him and appreciated all the things that he did for their family.<br />
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<br />Another busy day at the office and Robin would come home to a beautiful spring day with Melody and her friend playing catch in the yard.<br />
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She would check in at the gym and see what friends of hers were there.<br />
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She was delighted to see that her best friend, Tosha was expecting again and so excited that her friend would be experiencing the joy of motherhood for a second time. Life was good.</div>
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<em>After playing this lot I rolled my ROS for the next round and got "Alexis picks a fight with 4 sims." She had already went ahead and took herself to fulfill that ROS before it was even rolled. I am fond of Alexis from her days on Arrendale Heights and the idea of her being a glamorous diva. But she does have an obnoxious personality when left to her own devices. If it hadn't been for her children I probably wouldn't have moved her to New Eden at all. I really don't know what's going to become of her if she doesn't shape up and be nicer to her neighbors. </em></div>
Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-62897372536198116112011-11-11T11:53:00.000-05:002011-11-11T11:53:00.886-05:00Spring 2012 - Cormier<em>Rich (33), Tosha (33), Rosalyn (1)</em><br />
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Rich couldn't believe the big day was here. His little sister was headed off to college. With the way she had struggled with her grades, he wasn't sure if this day was ever going to come. But she had worked hard to improve her grades and even won a scholarship based on her college interview. He was very proud of her and knew if their mother had been there to see this day, she would be too.<br />
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The household was going to be different without Violet. This would be the first time in their married life that Tosha and Rich weren't sharing their house with a teenager. The quiet of her being gone, the absence of her friends coming in and out of the house took some getting used to. Rich and Tosha weren't the only ones who had to adjust. They lost track of how many times they would look out the window to see Bryan pass by, looking at the house with a lovesick puppy look. It was obviously hard on him to be left behind in high school because he was a year younger.</div>
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<br /> Even though they would miss having Violet around, Rich and Tosha were glad to be their own family of three for awhile. And they were going to be staying as just three for awhile longer. Their attempts at trying for another baby had failed for now. Tosha had been disappointed, but not surprised when their first attempts didn't result in a second pregnancy, but she knew that it had taken awhile for them to get pregnant with Rosalyn and it would probably take awhile to get pregnant again.<br />
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Things would happen when they were meant too and it was probably for the best that they didn't have a second child right now. Rich was still out of work and if Tosha had to take time off work for maternity leave, money might be tight for awhile.<br />
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The school was desperate for another teacher since the passing of Ms. Ebadi, so much so that they were willing to reinstate Rich to his former position just as if he had never been let go, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to be a teacher anymore. He felt like this might be the perfect opportunity to go in a different direction and try something new with his life. He considered going into construction, but that turned out to be a fleeting thought. What he really wanted to do was become a writer.<br />
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He discussed the idea with Tosha over pancakes one morning. Would they be alright financially with just her income while he pursued writing a novel? It would mean that he could stay home with Rosalyn while Tosha was at work instead of hiring a babysitter.<br />
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They thought they could manage it, at least on a trial basis, so as soon as Tosha went to work and Rosalyn was down for her nap, Rich sat down at the computer and started writing. He had so many ideas flowing through his mind that he wasn't sure where to start.<br />
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<br />The more he typed, the more passionate was beoming about literature and film and he knew he needed a better workspace than the kitchen table. Even though he knew they should probably be putting their funds towards building a nursery for the baby, he sold the hottub, bought a big screen TV (for inspiration), a recliner, and a proper desk. He had the wall separating Violet's old bedroom from the hallway torn down, making the space more open and built himself a den where he could work (and relax).<br />
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He was really enjoying taking the time to pursue new hobbies, in addition to writing and studying film, he was taking an interest in cooking. He was improving his skills and learning to make new recipes to surprise Tosha with when she came home from work.<br />
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It was a great relief and a great sense of accomplishment when his novel was finally complete.<br />
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He was just about to tend to Rosalyn when he got the call from his publisher saying his book was being published and it was expected to sell well.<br />
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<br />It was an exciting moment, the following morning when the first copy of his novel was delivered to the house.<br />
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As always Tosha was glad to return home from a long day at work. Her career had had its ups and downs over the season. She'd discovered a few new underwater species. With her first discovery she made the mistake of not crediting her supervisor and got a demotion. After that she learned that brown-nosing was the way to get ahead (or keep her current position) and named the second species after her higher-ups and was returned to her old position. Who knew there was so much politics in oceanography?<br />
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She noticed she was feeling a little off and wondered if maybe the second round of trying for another child had done the trick. She took a pregnancy test and recieved the happy news, she was pregnant!<br />
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-65642323545844741612011-11-07T11:01:00.003-05:002011-11-07T11:01:00.611-05:002012 CalendarYear 2012 begins on simSaturday and ends sometime early simTuesday (approximately). You may notice some ages have changed from the previous rotation (especially with the Cormier family, First family, and some of the students). We've been matching current data to information from our archives and have tried to correct some birth years to the original Eden timeline. Also, do to a shortage in teaching staff, the elementary and secondary school updates have been combined this year.<br />
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Household Rotations are as follows:<br />
<strong>Spring 2012</strong><br />
<div class="post-body entry-content">-Cormier <br />
-Harris <br />
-McMillian </div><div class="post-body entry-content">-Elementary and Jr./Sr. High School </div><div class="post-body entry-content">-Spring Festival</div><strong></strong><br />
<div class="post-body entry-content"><strong>Summer 2012</strong><br />
-Thayer <br />
-Straight </div><div class="post-body entry-content">-London/Ebadi <br />
-Hood Council Meeting</div><div class="post-body entry-content"></div><div class="post-body entry-content"><strong>Fall 2012</strong><br />
-Huffington<br />
-First </div><div class="post-body entry-content">-University </div><div class="post-body entry-content"></div><div class="post-body entry-content"><strong>Winter 2012</strong><br />
-Crabtree <br />
-D'Sim </div><div class="post-body entry-content">-2012-2013 Year in Review<br />
</div><div class="post-body entry-content"><strong>ROS Events:</strong><br />
- Take up a new hobby</div><div class="post-body entry-content">- Become obsessed with/ stalk</div><div class="post-body entry-content">- Depression</div><div class="post-body entry-content">- Reunite with an old flame, friend or family member</div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-39516080144568523942011-11-04T12:12:00.000-04:002011-11-04T12:12:00.888-04:002011 Year End Review<strong>Education Notes:</strong> <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">New construction is underway for both the upper and lower educational levels. Starting this year, the old Jr./Sr. High building will be officially closed. The building was too large for our hood's needs and difficult to navigate. The building will still be kept intact, for now, and the auditorium and gymnasium will be available for public use.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The secondary students will share a building with the elementary students. A second floor has already been added to the building with additional classrooms, a teacher's lounge and a state of the art computer lab.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We are short on teaching staff and are looking to hire at least one new teacher, as soon as possible. If interested, please submit a resume. We need to fill this position immediately.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The university students were welcomed to a new dormitory this year. We are still experimenting with the possibility of having student housing in the main hood, but test runs have not gone as planned, therefore student housing will remain on campus, at least for incoming freshmen.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<strong>Community Events and Projects:</strong><br />
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This summer sims met at the new public pool and beach for some fun in the sun. Not many dared to get their feet wet, but we hope sims will take time to visit this new community fun spot in the future.<br />
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In more somber news, a memorial service was held at the newly created Estates of Serenity Cemetary for Ms. Jessica Ebadi. Friends, family, neighbors, and students gathered to bid farewell to a beloved mother, dear friend, and devoted teacher. Jessica will be missed.<br />
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Next year the hood will be holding a spring festival at Central Market Square. Attention will be given to the community garden, lectures will be given on starting home gardens and using fresh produce and fish. We are also hoping to have a cooking contest. So all of you aspiring chefs out there who have been wanting to show off your cooking, start planning your entries now!<br />
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Also in the spring, a new exhibit will be shown at the Artisan's Museum. We are delighted to have been invited to showcase the works of Veronica Kent from Apple Valley. A prodigy artist from a young age, Veronica's art gives a unique insight into the creative mind of a child. Some residents may remember Veronica's father, Jesse (Carr) Kent, an Eden native.<br />
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Renovation is slated to start on an office building this simyear. The building will include space for administration and other business offices and meeting rooms. We hope this new space will give residents another reason to get out of the house and interact with other members of the community.<br />
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<strong>Government Notes:</strong><br />
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An official hood council has been established and will have its first meeting this simyear. The officers and offices are listed and described below.<br />
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<ul><li>Robin Harris will continue in her role as hood president and will be in charge of neighborhood administration as well as overseeing all other officers.</li>
<li>Winston Crabtree will be the neighborhood treasurer, keeping track of the hood's finances, tax collection and loan repayments.</li>
<li>Hope Miguel is in charge of the department of education, keeping track of school records, developing school programs, and seeing that educational needs of our students at all levels are met.</li>
<li>Jane D'Sim is the community events coordinator, in charge of planning our yearly festivals and other events to promote a sense of community among residents.</li>
<li>James McMillian is the community development officer in charge of building projects and developing and maintaining community lots as well as new housing.</li>
</ul>Congratulations to all of our newly appointed officers. We look forward to seeing what plans you come up with this year and during your term. Officers will remain in place until the end of 2015, when elections for the 2016-2020 term will be held.<br />
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<strong>Financial Notes:</strong><br />
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The first installment of loan repayments and first tax collection will occur this year. If you owe money, please remember to make your payment in a timely manner. If you lost your bill, please check the blog, amounts owed will be posted on a separate page on the sidebar.<br />
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<strong>Legal / Administration Notes:</strong><br />
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Joy London has been granted temporary custody of Bridget and Bryce Ebadi following their mother's death. A sim has stepped forward claiming to the the father of the two children. A custody hearing will be held pending the results of the paternity test. Until a permanent arrangement has been made the former Ebadi household will be known as Ebadi/London on the official rotation for 2012.<br />
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Alexis Havers has submitted a request to be removed from the official rotation. The Havers-Rossi household will not be listed on the official rotation for 2012.<br />
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<strong>The Year in Review:</strong><br />
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Congratulations to the Cormier family on the birth of baby girl, Rosalyn Cormier. Rosalyn is the first child of Tosha and Rich Cormier and first niece for new aunt Violet Cormier.<br />
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Congratulations to the Harris family who also welcomed a baby girl into their family this winter. Savannah Harris is the second daughter for Robin and Gregory Harris and little sister to Melody.<br />
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</div>Congratulations to Joy London and Alon Carlson who announced their engagement this fall. A wedding date has not yet been announced.<br />
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Congratulations to the graduates! This year three of our high school students are moving on to young adulthood. Violet Cormier completed high school with a B average and was awarded the Bain-Gordon Communications Fellowship. Geneva Rossi finished with a B+ and earned the Will Wright Genius Grant. Owen Rossi also finished with a B+ and was awarded the Tsang Footwork Award. All three graduates will be attending New Eden University in the fall. We wish them well as they continue their studies.<br />
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Heartfelt condolences go out to the friends and family of Jessica Ebadi who was tragically killed during a lightening storm. Jessica leaves behind a young son and daughter, Bryce Ebadi and Bridget Ebadi. She was a devoted teacher who served as the first headmistress in the Jr./Sr. High boarding school. She finished her career as the hood's elementary school teacher. Her loss has been deeply felt through out the community. May you rest in peace, Jessica. You are missed.<br />
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</div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-84284254245485987942011-10-28T18:51:00.066-04:002011-10-28T18:51:00.210-04:00Winter 2011 - Jr./Sr. High School<em>Violet Cormier, Owen Rossi, Geneva Rossi - 12th grade, Augustus Thaytowski, Bryan Carson - 11th grade, Sierra Thaytowski, Dana Todd - 10th grade</em><br />
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This year the students' studies focused on physical education and health class. They started with basketball<br />
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and then moved outside for some soccer.<br />
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so the class headed inside for their health lesson.<br />
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Class went well until it was time to put the books away and finish class for the day.<br />
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Then Bryan and Sierra were at it again. Hope was beyond frustrated with the pair of them. Why wouldn't they just listen and behave themselves? What was it going to take to get through to them that this was no acceptable.<br />
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Soon it was the end of the school year and time for graduation. This year three sims were graduating, Violet Cormier, Geneva Rossi, and Owen Rossi. She was proud of all of them and she could tell their family members in the audience were proud as well.<br />
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Tosha thought her sister-in-law looked beautiful in her pretty pink dress.<br />
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"Please join me in congratulating our graduates and wish them the best as they continue on with their education and the next stage of their lives."<br />
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The only thing missing at the graduation was Miss Ebadi. Before her accident, Jessica had talked about having a dance for the high school students. Hope didn't know much about how high school dances were supposed to be, since she came from a hood that was removed from SimNation customs, but the students had a lot of ideas and worked hard to help plan the evening.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">They even got the internationally known band Aerial Bionic to play, since band member Gareth Thayer was also uncle to two of the students, Augustus and Sierra.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmEFTZJwPVGE1aqTGUiEUAK8x3Yr6NzdVp2G358A2-6PFQsv3e__YZVKZjICNnLGvyec_GZ924wIyTRqbBwcAVmFeMLTTB3P_mVEFghBSDLMfGiIjpPCAuN37oHqt3UOBs3WAa1NcP3k/s1600/JSH2011-14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmEFTZJwPVGE1aqTGUiEUAK8x3Yr6NzdVp2G358A2-6PFQsv3e__YZVKZjICNnLGvyec_GZ924wIyTRqbBwcAVmFeMLTTB3P_mVEFghBSDLMfGiIjpPCAuN37oHqt3UOBs3WAa1NcP3k/s400/JSH2011-14.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Owen still hadn't learned that bragging about being a teenage father was not the way to impress the girls.<br />
"I got to go visit Charlotte and the baby, he was so cute. I think he's going to look just like me when he gets older."<br />
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At least it was not the way to impress Sierra and she wasn't afraid to say so.<br />
"The two of you were so dumb. How could you get her pregnant? She was way, way too young to have a baby and so are you."<br />
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"You don't know what you're talking about! You don't have the right to judge me or Charlotte . . . no wonder nobody likes you . . . Hey, Dana, do you want to dance?"<br />
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As chaperone, Hope jumped in. "Bryan Carson! Violet Cormier! Get down from there this instant!"<br />
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Violet noticed him giving Sierra the evil eye and stepped in to distract him. She reminded him that they were having a fun night and that they wanted to keep it that way. He agreed knowing that he was already on thin ice after the incident in health class. He was lucky that Miss Miguel let him attend the dance at all. He knew how much this night meant to Violet and didn't want to do anything to ruin it.<br />
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Unfortunately, Sierra didn't have anyone to distract her and once Bryan was free for a moment, she started insulting him again. Luckily for Bryan, Miss Miguel was there to witness the whole thing. Sierra clearly was the one instigating their confrontations. <br />
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Since she was not making an effort to get along, Hope sent her home. She was not going to tolerate any fighting from either of them any longer.<br />
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At midnight the band signed off and the students lined up for pictures before they had to head home and call it a night.<br />
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they decided to take pictures as couples.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">They each left with a keepsake that some of them would take with them to college next fall and the others would keep as reminders of friends that went ahead while they are finishing their last years of high school.</div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-12752311737523645142011-10-21T16:27:00.001-04:002011-10-21T16:27:00.669-04:00Winter 2011 - Harris<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>Winter 2011 - Gregory (26), Robin (26), Melody (4)</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Just like with her first pregnancy, Robin was craving fresh fish. Even though it was freezing outside, she dusted off the fishing pole and tried to catch something for lunch. If the baby wanted fish, that's what he or she was going to have.<br />
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She made sure she took good care of herself, getting a little fun and exercise by dancing to the radio while Melody played nearby.<br />
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And added some quality time with her hubby when he came back from rehearsals and joined her.<br />
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When it was time to have the baby, her labor went quickly and the family welcomed a second little girl to the family, Savannah.<br />
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Gregory was delighted to have another beautiful, precious girl in his life.<br />
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The proud parents couldn't be happier.<br />
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Soon after Savannah was born, Robin had to return to the office. Her time off during her pregnancy left her behind at the law office and at her duties as hood president. Gregory picked up the slack at home.<br />
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And enjoyed spending quality time with the girls during the day.<br />
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Luckily the business seemed to run itself. It was doing well and seemed to be constantly busy with sims dropping in and out during the day.<br />
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Tosha dropped by occasionally to use the gym, eager to get her body back to its pre-pregnancy shape. When Robin wasn't at work, or busy with the girls, she would take a few minutes to greet her friend and chat about the girls.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She was excited that they both had daughters almost exactly the same age. It was going to be fun to watch them grow up together and interesting to see if they would become good friends as they got older.</div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-8844735000399239712011-10-14T13:51:00.000-04:002011-10-14T13:51:00.876-04:00Winter 2011 - McMillian<em>Winter 2011 - James (40)</em><br />
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James sometimes wondered if he was working too hard. He would come from from the office, his hand sore from working at the drafting table. He was glad though, to have so many exciting projects to work on for the hood.<br />
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When he came home he would brush up on his hobbies and skills, working on his creativity by painting (if his hand wasn't tired from drafting) or practicing on the chess table.<br />
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When she started to get lonely, he'd hop online and find a sim to chat with. He looked foward to news from his family back in Apple Valley. His niece Laci asked if he had ever adopted the stray cat he'd mentioned, but he hadn't. He hadn't seen Ferdinand in a long time. <br />
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He looked forward to working on the expansion of the elementary school to accommodate the junior and senior high school students, not only for the work, because then he got to see Jessica. He enjoyed talking to her, <br />
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and the little flirtation they had going on. He wondered why he didn't think about her more when he was at home, why he didn't call her up and invite her over more often. Of course, now it was too late.<br />
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He was shocked and saddened to hear of her unexpected death and regreted that he hadn't taken the initiative to get to know her better when he still had the chance.<br />
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He felt especially bad for the children, losing the only parent they'd ever known. He had a chat with Joy London who was at the cemetary with the children and who was the current caretaker of Jessica's house. She had temporary custody of the children, until their father could be located. She hinted that she had a good idea of who their father might be.<br />
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He could see she was good with the children, especially Bridget. He was glad that they had someone they were comfortable with to be there for them during this difficult time. It just didn't seem fair that they had to go through this. He wished there was someway to go back and change what had happened.<br />
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He'd heard the rumors just like everyone else in the hood that Genesis Sartor had found a magic lamp and used it to bring Chase Platz back from the dead. Any sensible sim would doubt that's what really happened, but it's what he'd heard. He called Genesis and asked her about it. She insisted that the story was true.<br />
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-9203021750588937202011-10-07T12:20:00.002-04:002011-10-07T12:20:00.156-04:00Winter 2011 - Cormier<em>Winter 2011 - Rich (28), Tosha (28), Violet (17)</em><br />
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After what happened to Jessica Ebadi, the darkening storm clouds made Tosha apprehensive. She was eager for these autumn storms to go away and hoped the weather this winter would be more peaceful.<br />
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Rich could tell how shaken his wife was about the accident and did his best to comfort her. It came as a shock to him too. He knew Jessica very well from teaching with her at the Jr./ Sr. High School. She was only a few years older than he and Tosha, so the news of her unexpected passing hit close to him.<br />
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He knew with her death the school system would be lacking for teachers. No one had approached him about getting his old job back, but he had a feeling that if he wanted it, it would be his for the taking. He wasn't sure if he wanted to return to teaching. He thought this might be a good opportunity to explore something different.<br />
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He was taking advantage of his time off, getting caught up on household chores that he never seemed to have time for during the school year when he was teaching, and getting ready for the new baby. Their house was fairly small with only two bedrooms. He and Tosha had the master bedroom of course and Violet had the much smaller bedroom. She often complained about how cramped the space was, but there wasn't really any room to spare. When the baby was born, he or she would sleep in a crib in the master bedroom. By the time he or she was ready for their own room, Violet would be away at college (with any luck). Still Rich was thinking about adding on to the house. As he looked at the house and started to get new ideas, he started considering architecture as a possible career. With all of the building projects going on in the hood, he was sure James McMillian could use some assistance.<br />
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He also had a second possibility for his new career. He wondered if he could make it as a writer. So he sat down at the computer and started coming up ideas for a novel. He knew writing a novel would take a lot of time, but he had time at the moment and working from home would be ideal with the new baby on the way.<br />
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Rich and Tosha were both really excited about the new baby. They had wanted to start their family earlier, but getting pregnant took longer than they had anticipated. Tosha was glad that Robin was pregnant again. It was nice to have a friend who was going through the same thing at the same time to talk about her pregnancy with.<br />
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Things in the household were about to change in a major way, so the family took the time to enjoy the quiet moments before the baby came and before Violet left for college to watch a movie together.<br />
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Nine months of pregnancy went by quickly and soon it was time for the baby to come.<br />
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Rich was relieved that mother and baby made it through the delivery safely.<br />
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He and Violet were excited that the baby girl was finally here. They named her Rosalyn after Rich and Violet's mother, Rose.<br />
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Tosha still had a few days of maternity leave left after Rosalyn was born, but being homebound during her pregnancy was giving her cabin fever. She handed Rosalyn over to her daddy and ventured out to the grocery store to restock the refrigerator.<br />
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She was delighted to run into Robin while she was there and tell her friend how well things were going with the baby.<br />
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Things were going well for Violet too. She had really hit the books during the last few years and managed to get her grades up to a passing level. She had applied to New Eden University without high hopes that she would get in, but her charisma not only helped her ace her interviews and get accepted, but also earned her a scholarship as well.<br />
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She adored her little niece and offered to help out with the baby as much as she could.<br />
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But when it came to changing smelly diapers, she did not mind handing Rosalyn over to one of her parents. She was learning first hand how hard taking care of a baby could really be.<br />
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Tosha seemed to come to motherhood naturally. She enjoyed spending time with her baby girl, but was eager to get back to her work as an oceanographer.<br />
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It broke her heart anytime the baby cried or was unhappy.</div>
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Violet was nervous when Ms. Miguel called the house one evening to talk to her. She was terrified that something was wrong with her grades and that she might not be graduating afterall, but she had nothing to worry about. To her relief, Ms. Miguel was making calls to all of the graduating seniors to congratulate them and talk to them about their plans for graduation and beyond.<br />
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Violet wasn't sure what she was going to study in college or what career she would pursue after her education was finished. She didn't know what the future might hold, but she hoped that Bryan would be a part of it.<br />
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As excited as she was about going to college, the achievement was bittersweet, because Bryan still had another year before he graduated high school and could join her at university. She knew she would miss their lively discussions,<br />
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and being able to see him whenever she wanted. She wanted to make sure he would never forget her. She decided she was ready to take things to the next level before the next year would take them apart.<br />
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But their plan was not well thought out. Rich couldn't believe they were stupid enough to try using their bed while both he and Tosha were both home and Rosalyn was sleeping in the crib three feet away. He was just relieved that he caught them before anything actually happened.<br />
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He immediately sent Bryan home and decided it was time to have another talk with Violet before she left for school.<br />
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But first she let her walk Bryan out and say goodnight, provided that she was back inside in five minutes.<br />
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Once Bryan was gone, Violet was safely alone in her room, and Rosalyn was asleep, Rich and Tosha decided to put the bed to good use. It might seem a little soon to start thinking about baby number 2, but with as long as it took for them to get pregnant with Rosalyn, they decided not to wait.</div>
Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-6623226039974469422011-09-30T12:16:00.000-04:002011-09-30T12:16:00.147-04:00Fall 2011 - University<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<em>Felicity London is a 1st year graduate student, Davis Vanderburg and Genesis Sartor are Seniors, Maia Hayes and Derek Todd are freshmen.</em></div>
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This school year the students were treated to a brand new college dorm to call home, designed by James McMillian. It features a formal entryway,<br />
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four bedrooms that can accommodate either one or two students and include personal computers for each student, <br />
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a second upstairs lounge located between the bedrooms, <br />
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and an extensive in-house library for quiet studying.<br />
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and even Genesis, who was entering her senior year of undergraduate studies, seemed to have the same problem. Lured in by the lifestyle of late night partying and all night SSX tournaments, <br />
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One day she and freshman, Derek Todd, spent the better part of a day passed out in their plates at the cafeteria.<br />
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Felicity had taken a liking to one of the other new freshmen, Maia Hayes. She noticed the girl had great taste in pajamas. Maia seemed to keep her partying under control unlike some of the other dormmates. She seemed a little naive and Felicity wondered if the girl needed someone older to take her under their wing.<br />
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Maia had admitted to Felicity that she hadn't even had her first kiss yet and she wondered what it would be like. Felicity was happy to talk to the girl and assured her it would happen at the right time and it would be wonderful. The conversation ended when Davis sat down at the table. </div>
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"Oh nothing," Maia blushed deeply. "I was just about to go."</div>
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By the time Genesis and Derek woke up, their food had gone bad, but they were just in time to catch a visit from the campus streaker.<br />
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Maia's questions about kissing turned out to be more than hypothetical. Determined to get her first kiss out of the way, she summoned up her courage, grabbed a hold of Davis in the hallway and planted one one him.<br />
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Davis was in shock. His heart raced. Where was Felicity? Had she seen what had happened? He looked around and was relieved that she was no where in sight. She was still downstairs playing the piano.<br />
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"What was that?!?"<br />
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"I just wanted to see what it was like. You're a very good kisser," she said shyly.<br />
"Thanks . . . but I have a girlfriend. Felicity and I are kind of an item."<br />
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But it didn't take long for Felicity to find out. Maybe it was carelessness on Maia's part or maybe it was deliberate, but she let the news spill when Felicity was close enough to hear.<br />
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Felicity stormed over. "You kissed her? How could you?"<br />
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And after she was done with Davis she turned to Maia. "And you? I thought we were friends, but you're nothing but a conniving two-faced slut!"<br />
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Felicity was so confused. Had Maia tricked Davis or was he just as party to what had happened as she was? The way he looked at Maia seemed to give her the answer she needed. Just as her heart was breaking, it started to hail. It was as if the smustlers behind her had been doing a rain dance.<br />
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Just as Davis and Felicity's relationship was dissolving, a new romance was forming. With all the time they'd spent together this semester, Genesis and Derek had grown closer and shared their first kiss.</div>
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As finals loomed closer, they decided it was time to get to work. They spent the morning before their finals cramming to write a last minute term paper. Felicity felt that it was unfair that students who did nothing all semester were able to still score a place on the Dean's List and a 4.0 gpa by cramming at the last minute. It didn't seem fair.<br />
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She thought it was time to have a talk with Davis about what had happened, so she sat down with him while he was at the chess table. She hoped having the distraction of the game would help her keep her emotions in check.<br />
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In the end she decided it was going to take awhile for her to regain her trust of him and to get back to where they used to be. In the meantime she wanted some space to sort things out in her own mind.<br />
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Finding space was going to be hard though, when they all shared the same dorm. Felicity really wanted to go as far with her education was possible, but she wondered how she was going to get through three more years of living in such close proximity to Davis and Maia.<br />
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-33403161109720966942011-09-23T13:05:00.021-04:002011-09-23T13:05:00.178-04:00Fall 2011 - Ebadi/London<em>Fall 2011 - Jessica Ebadi (31), Bryce Ebadi (6), Bridget Ebadi (6), Joy London (22)</em><br />
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Jessica was making some changes in her life. Her four bedroom house was bigger than her family of three really needed and with taxes and loan repayments coming up, she knew she needed to make some more money. She decided to look for someone to rent the spare bedroom that they never used.</div>
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She found the perfect renter in Joy London, a recent college graduate who was looking for a place to live before she fully embarked on her own. Joy didn't remember her, but she had met Jessica back in Eden. Jessica had worked as a gardener for Joy's family while she was working her way through college. She remembered Joy and her sister Felicity as teenagers.<br />
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"You know, the school may be looking for a teacher's aide. With your educational background you should apply."<br />
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"I'll think about it," Joy nodded. It sounded like a good opportunity, but she was afraid if she started another career she wouldn't pursue her dream of becoming a famous actress. She promised to give herself a few months and if nothing was happening with acting, she'd look into other opportunities. She just hoped her savings would last long enough.<br />
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Teaching wasn't a bad option to consider. She did like kids. She found herself spending a lot of time with Jessica's son and daughter and volunteered to babysit in exchange for a discount on her rent.<br />
She was especially drawn to little Bryce. He reminded her so much of her brothers and Uncle Bruce. He looked like he had what the family referred to as the Lillard nose, inherited from her grandpa Brandon. She wondered if it was coincidence or if his father was a relative of hers. Jessica was closed lipped on the subject of her children's paternity, but Joy had a strong suspicion that Bryce and Bridget might be her nephew and niece. She wondered which of her older brothers had the secret affair with Jessica before she moved to New Eden, Jimmy or Frank. If she had to bet on it, she'd have to put her money on Jimmy. She wondered if he knew.<br />
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Joy was shocked one evening when she saw a familiar name active on her instant messenger. Chase Platz, it couldn't be! She was sure someone must have been playing a joke.</div>
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The longer they chatted the more she was assured that it must really be him. So agreed to meet him on campus.<br />
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He greeted her like it was old times, and she was blown away that he was really alive. He wanted to pick up where they had left off, but she declined. It was better that their relationship, or whatever it was, was in the past. She had moved on.<br />
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She was becoming seriously involved with Alon Carlson who she had met while at university.<br />
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Jessica wasn't sure what to think when she came home from work several days in a row to find Alon there. He was a nice enough boy and she wasn't so old that she remembered what it was like to be young and unattached. But she did have young children in the house to think of<br />
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and she didn't want her home to become party central. It was her house and sometimes she wanted quiet when she and the kids came home from school.</div>
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She had a chat with Joy about making sure her visitors were at the house at appropriate times and Joy agreed to be more considerate. She already felt bad about waking the whole family on her first night there when Davis dropped by to hang out. She hadn't realized it had gotten so late while they were chatting online.<br />
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Joy started inviting her friends over in the daytime when Jessica and the kids were at school, since she wasn't working yet and made sure they knew the party would have to break up or move elsewhere when it was time for Jessica and the kids to come home.<br />
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It was just a small gathering to watch the tennis championship, nothing too wild, just her sister, Davis and Alon. It was fun that they could double date.<br />
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"So any regrets about leaving university early?"<br />
"No, none at all. I'm so happy I graduated. I'm just ready to get on with life."<br />
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"Me too. I have to admit that I was a little afraid you'd forget about me once you went out into the real world."<br />
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"No, of course not!"<br />
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"Good. I was hoping you getting on with life would still include me."<br />
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Joy wanted to swoon. She felt so much love for him. She just knew this was for real.<br />
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She grabbed Felicity aside and dragged her to the bathroom where they could talk in private. "I think Alon is the one. He is just so perfect for me."<br />
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"You two are really cute together."<br />
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"I think I want to marry him."<br />
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Felicity squealed. "Really? Are you serious?"<br />
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Before they could talk more, Alon interrupted. "What are you two talking about in here?"<br />
"Nothing, just sister stuff. None of your business," Joy replied.<br />
Felicity smiled and said aside to Joy, "You should do it."<br />
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She found Alon in the hallway,<br />
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got down on one knee and went for it.<br />
"What are you doing?"<br />
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"Do you really want to go through life with me? Not just as friends or as boyfriend and girlfriend, but eventually as husband and wife?"<br />
"Joy! Are you asking me to marry you?"<br />
She knew it was out of the blue, but she was feeling spontaneous. "I know we would be good together. We don't have to get married tomorrow, but hopefully sometime, yes."<br />
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"Yes, Joy, I do want to marry you. Let's get engaged."<br />
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She was so happy he said yes. She smiled up at Davis who had been watching from behind the corner. He smiled and winked at her. She was glad her two best friends approved. She was looking forward to a happy life with the sims she loved most.<br />
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It was obvious to anyone that Alon and Joy were made for each other. After a hug, they both mocked shooting a basket and shouted, "score!" before erupting into laughter.<br />
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It was a little rougher than she thought adjusting to having Joy as a roommate, but once they established a few ground rules for visitors at the house, they got along fine. She was happy for Joy's engagement, but she knew she'd miss the young woman when she eventually moved out. She had been a lot of help around the house and with the children. They had developed a nice routine.<br />
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But she still had her children and wouldn't mind having the house just to the three of them again.<br />
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The almost daily storms were not letting up as the autumn progressed. A particularly bad storm was on the forecast with potential for tornadoes. Jessica herded the children into the house and left them under Joy's care with she headed back to work for a school board meeting.<br />
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As the rain and hail poured down and the winds picked up, Joy did not like the look of the dark clouds on the horizon. She gathered Bridget and Bryce close and they crouched together in the bathroom as the storm blew through. She tried to comfort the little ones as well as she could, even though she was terrified herself. She's never seen a storm like this in her entire life. They wanted their mother to be there, and so did Joy, she was worried for her friend being out in this storm. She hoped she was safe in the school house until the storm passed.<br />
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A strong gust of wind blew a large hole in the roof and the rain and hail started to fall into the house. Joy and the children heard the noise and she held the children closer, praying the storm would end soon.<br />
Outside, Jessica had just arrived him. Instead of waiting out the storm, she had hurried home to be with her children. As she stepped out of her car she was struck by a bolt of lightening.<br />
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Bryce heard his mom's car pull into the driveway and he hurried out of the bathroom to meet her before Joy could stop him. By this time the storm had calmed down and the worst of it had past. But the worse of the experience was yet to come as Jessica's lifeless body lay on the ground.<br />
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<em>ROS - Joy gets engaged (this was left over from last time, since I'd already played university ahead. I'm glad I postponed it so she could get to know Alon better and that I didn't have her propose to Chase instead. By the time I got around to this one, she had rolled the want to get engaged to Alon, so I felt better about making it happen by random events.</em></div>
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<em>ROS - Disaster strikes - a tornado . . this one was also for Joy.</em></div>
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<em>ROS - Death by electrocution Jessica Ebadi. :( My first death ROS. I feel really bad about this one, especially since she's a single mom with young kids and I was just starting to see potential with her and James. Before I rolled this, during the last rotation, I noticed the empty bedroom and thought about moving someone in. I'm glad Joy is living in the house so the kids wouldn't be living alone and taken by social services. There's going to be a lot to sort out after this round. :(</em></div>
Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-90201115470890894952011-09-16T12:56:00.013-04:002011-09-16T12:56:00.162-04:00Fall 2011 - D'Sim<em>Fall 2011 - Shawn (46), Jane (31), Shane and Imogene (3)</em><br />
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This fall the D'Sim's welcomed a guest to their home. Shawn's mother, Em, had been excited when she heard the news of the birth of the twins. She was anxious to arrange a visit so she could meet her grandchildren, but waited until she could schedule a long block of vacation time so she could arrange an extended visit.<br />
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Em arrived in New Eden, just in time for the Summer Festival. She and Jane seemed to hit it off right away.<br />
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The house was too small for a guestroom, so instead of sleeping on the couch, Em found a rental house and planned daily visits to her son and daughter-in-law's house.<br />
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She didn't want to be a burden on the kids, so she tried to help out when ever she could, not only with the babies, but also around the house and yard.<br />
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There was a lot that needed to be done. And she was sure that with both parents working and trying to care for twins, they could use all the help they could get.<br />
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Jane was still using her vacation days and working from home as much as she could. Shawn was gone a lot and either exhausted when he came home or busy helping with the twins or trying to get in some extra telescope time. Em felt like she didn't get to see much of her son at all and despite their warm initial meeting, being in the house all day with Jane felt a little awkward.<br />
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Too often, Jane too offense at their topics of conversation and took Em's remarks are personal criticisms.<br />
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Jane started hinting that maybe it was time for her to pack up and go home, but it seems that Em was having other ideas.<br />
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<em>ROS - Jane D'Sim meets someone new. I was going to use the second name my ROS program generates to chose the person she meets, but I was already planning for Em to visit, so it happened to work for that too. Since Shawn is my simself's son, I had to recreate her in New Eden, so she could meet the grandbabies.</em>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18018510369314880470noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315388003974580693.post-28070782612968752012011-09-09T12:54:00.001-04:002011-09-09T12:54:00.447-04:00Fall 2011 - CrabtreeFall 2011 - <em>Winston (34)</em><br />
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This non-communication with Fawn had gone on for too long. After seeing her at the summer festival and having a short, but pleasant conversation with her, Winston really wanted to talk with Fawn.<br />
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So much time had past since their falling out last winter. He really needed to know what had gone wrong between them.<br />
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"Why don't you come over? I'll make dinner and we can talk."<br />
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"I don't know . . ." she hesitated.<br />
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"If dinner seems too serious, too much like a date, how about brunch? We should talk, in person."<br />
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"I'll think about it."<br />
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Since it sounded like Fawn was not accepting his invitations, Winston decided to focus on work. He had been getting to know Joy London, a recent college grad looking for work as an actress.<br />
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They started a serious of interviews. He liked to get to know where all of his clients' strengths were. Joy seemed smart and fit.<br />
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She was funny and charismatic. When he said goodbye following their first meeting, he had a good feeling about her potential.<br />
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He invited her over to his house a few days later to see if she had any musical talent. He was impressed with what he heard.<br />
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Fawn had ended their phone call with the impression that she would not be coming over, so Winston was surprised to see her pass by his house just as Joy was leaving and his next client, Keith was arriving.<br />
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They greeted each other like old friends<br />
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very, dear old friends<br />
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and there was no doubt that the electricity and chemistry was still there.<br />
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Fawn could still play the piano like a pro<br />
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and he still couldn't cook beyond simple sandwiches and still always had his mind on his work.<br />
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She was still one of the most effortlessly sexy sims he'd known.<br />
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They started with small talk. She shared how things were going at the art gallery<br />
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and asked how managing her brother's band was going. Just as they were about to get to a serious conversation, Keith interrupted. A woman had called Winston's office phone, anxious to speak with him.<br />
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It was terrible timing. Lara, the woman he had met on vacation wanted to chat. He tried to end the conversation as quickly and politely as possible, but he hadn't said goodbye yet when Fawn entered the room.<br />
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He tried to play off the phone call with a joke. Fawn was no amused. In fact, she was so put off with his bad taste, that she left immediately. He knew then that what they had really was over.<br />
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The next day, Lara dropped by unexpectedly. She was concerned with how he had ended their phone call so abruptly and decided to come over to talk with him in person.<br />
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They greeted each other like new lovers.<br />
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She took his hand and led him to his office sofa. He had been intimate with Fawn many times, but never felt the way he was feeling with Lara in this moment. He wondered if Lara was his future now that his relationship with Fawn seemed to be a thing of the past.<br />
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This summer sims gathered for fun and games in the sun at the grand opening of the new public pool and beach lot.<br />
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The teens found their own corner of the sands away from the aduts to talk and play games.<br />
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Winston and Fawn chatted for the first time in what seemed like ages.<br />
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But his new love interest Lara was in attendance as well . . . and he didn't ignore her.<br />
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Heather and Jimmy were happy to see each other.<br />
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And he was beginning to see their relationship blossom into something more than just physical.<br />
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Family members were reunited, as Shawn welcomed his mother, who just arrived in town in time for the festival. She had been anxious to make the trip to New Eden to meet her grandbabies.<br />
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Unexpected jealousies arose when Fawn saw James flirting with Genesis.<br />
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She was furious and did not hesitate to speak her mind. "Seriously, after all you've been talking about Genesis around town, now you're thinking about giving her another chance? What is with you?'<br />
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A few sims ventured to check out the pool . . .<br />
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But what really got everyone going was the music. Most sims didn't leave the corner of the lot since they were so busy socializing, but no one can resist the smustle!<br />
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