tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22986876707059839152024-03-05T17:22:47.642-08:00Art flows throughContinuing story of the Artistic Grant family. <a href="http://sammysimmie.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-mum-its-sammy-clone-17-part-1.html">Story started here</a>PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.comBlogger53120tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-74466112760435166122014-07-24T04:31:00.000-07:002014-07-24T04:31:00.382-07:00Another time mine eye is my heart's guest<b><span style="color: #e06666;">Technical note - this blog is very likely to be mostly pictures from here on out. We'll see.</span></b><br />
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One thing I've learned about life with a baby. Sleep is very important. Because babies don't let you get nearly enough of it.<br />
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I can't blame Jackson. It's not his fault that he gets hungry at 3 in the morning. But I can hardly wait until he sleeps all night instead of needing attention.<br />
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Fortunately, he's a good sleeper if his tummy is full so I could curl up next to Jared again. <br />
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Jared usually has to be up and out of the house fairly early, he has always had the early shift at the police station. Which is why I do most of the baby wrangling at night. Jared has to get his sleep in.<br />
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I do get a good reward though, Jared makes breakfast for us the moment he gets up. Usually with the minimum amount of clothing that he feels won't excite any peeping toms in the neighbourhood.<br />
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So I get both a show and a good breakfast.<br />
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This morning though, wasn't much fun. I was trying to do laundry when the machine decided to flood the entire kitchen.<br />
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I managed to rescue the clothes but it was a near thing. We both had to be extra cautious not to slip and not to electrocute ourselves.<br />
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"Cat, what do you mean by calling an electrician? I'm sure I can fix the washing machine."<br />
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"Jared, sweety, we're supposed to go to the summer festival today and I want it fixed before we go."<br />
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"I could do it after breakfast."<br />
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Truth be told, the real reason that I don't want Jared to try and fix the washing machine is that he's so clumsy. I've seen him trip over his own feet. Combine that with water everywhere and trying to fix something electric and - well, it just seems like a really bad idea to have him fix it. Still, I can't tell him that, it might hurt his feelings.<br />
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"Look, she promised she'd be right over. It will be done and fixed soon. She also guaranteed her price and we won't have to worry."<br />
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It was a good move. She came and finished the job while we were just finishing breakfast.<br />
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"See, honey? Now we can go straight to festival."<br />
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"I don't think so."<br />
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"Why not?"<br />
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"Well, clothes would be a good start, yes?"<br />
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My darling husband did have a point. Getting dressed, getting the baby ready, we did have a few things to do before we went.<br />
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Still, we did those things and were on our way in 15 minutes. It would have been an hour or two if Jared had fixed the washing machine first.<br />
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And this is why I don't want Jared fixing things that might kill him.<br />
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He managed to trip and he hadn't even gotten to the bump yet!<br />
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He did step over the bump most carefully once he reached it.<br />
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I decided to try skating. The last time we'd been to the park, I'd been very pregnant and couldn't try. Now that I could try, it was fun.<br />
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(Author comment: what else do you do with a baby? Take it along and drop it somewhere. Hope no one steps on it.)<br />
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Jared had a long chat with Amelia Kane Grant.<br />
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Jared was pretty happy to make a new friend, then apparently he raved at her about logic at great length.<br />
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She's a musician and so she could care less about logic. In the end, I think she mainly agreed with him so he'd move on to another topic.<br />
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One thing about Summer Fest day, there were a lot of people around.<br />
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Clayton was looking very cheerful. I think things between he and his wife Cami are going well. I haven't heard any rumours about babies though. Pity, I think they'd have adorable babies.<br />
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"Honey, I'm going to enter the hot dog eating contest."<br />
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"Jared, seriously? We had breakfast just two hours ago."<br />
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"I love hot dogs. And you never let me have them at home."<br />
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True, we don't have them at home. Nasty things and I hate to think what they are made of.<br />
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Since his heart was set on it, I left Jared to eat.<br />
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His only opponent was Moe Pesce. I have no idea why he's dressed that way. Surely even if he were on call, he'd have to put on fresh things if he went to the hospital? I mean, I wouldn't want to have him attend me with hospital outfits that he's worn EVERYWHERE.<br />
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Jared won the contest easily. I'd hate to see how fast he could have eaten those dogs if he had been hungry.<br />
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It wasn't long before I had the urge to start making some music.<br />
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Dad was the first to join in, of course. He is, by far, my most reliable band member.<br />
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Merlot also joined in, as he frequently will.<br />
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I tried to get Ice to join but he's just impossible. I did have a fourth join though, Amelia might have been sick of hearing about logic but she is a musician through and through.<br />
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I'm still thinking about my career. I love playing music but I need to earn more money. And if I do keep the band going, I am dumping Ice. He's obviously not interested.<br />
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Before we knew what happened, our baby was celebrating a birthday.<br />
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"Jared! Aren't you excited at all?"<br />
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"It's a birthday. Another year gone by. What's to celebrate?"<br />
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"Come on, honey. It's our son's birthday, not yours."<br />
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"Cat, our birthdays can't be far away, can they?"<br />
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Our little man, Jackson. Such a good looking little boy.<br />
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While Jared took care of Jackson, since it was the weekend.<br />
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I tried to improve some of the plumbing in the household.<br />
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At the rate I work, this is going to take some time though.<br />
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"Go to sleep, Jackson. We are going to have a lot to do tomorrow."<br />
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"Ga?"<br />
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"We'll work on that for one."<br />
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Once Jackson was safely tucked in, Jared was just the sweetest.<br />
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"Hey, gorgeous, care to dance?"<br />
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The last time we danced, Jared stepped on my feet three times. "Maybe?" was the best that I could do.<br />
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He laughed. "Don't worry, lovely Cat. I can't get this wrong."<br />
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He swung me around and then went in for a big smooch.<br />
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"Jared, that kind of dancing you can do any time that you like."<br />
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"You approve?"<br />
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"Anything that leads to a kiss like that? I do approve of very much." Not to mention having an excuse to hold that wonderful strong body.<br />
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I was pleased that Jackson was happy to start eating new foods.<br />
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He'll try anything we put in front of him once. If it doesn't meet his approval though, you have to be quick or there will be food all over the floor.<br />
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"What are you doing on the computer? More online chess?"<br />
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"Actually, Cat, I'm looking up tattoo designs."<br />
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"Tattoos?"<br />
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"Yeah, you wouldn't mind, would you?"<br />
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Is this some phase men go through? Daddy has tattoos, but I think he's had them forever. "I guess not. Try not to get anything too obnoxious or obscene though, okay?"<br />
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"I won't. Don't want to get kicked off the force."<br />
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Jared was gone for about an hour.<br />
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And when he came home, he had the new tattoos.<br />
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Neither obnoxious nor obscene. But now that he has them, it would be too late for me to complain anyway.<br />
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"Can you say nebneb? Say nebneb."<br />
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"Da da?"<br />
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"Can you say nooboo?"<br />
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"Ma ma?"<br />
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"Oh my, this is going to take forever."<br />
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Now one afternoon, I had an invitation to go down to city hall. They wanted me to play drums and were willing to pay handsomely.<br />
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I was surprised to see my cousins Picasso and Leonardo there. Picasso had brought his little boy. It's been some time since I'd last seen Picasso at all. Leonardo I did see once or twice after he'd moved in with Dad and Shannon.<br />
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Well, where ever I see people, I'm willing to play. And as it turned out, my cousins and some other random strangers were willing to pay.<br />
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That was a nice change, getting some money for my efforts.<br />
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Ouch, putting a leg through a table does not look good.<br />
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Why is Moe Pesce wearing his work outfit to festival? Silly man.<br />
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I sent Jared to the Swap Shop and was amused that all the incoming customers I recognised.<br />
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One was Nicolas Kane. Looking somewhat different than he does in another blog but definitely Nick.<br />
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Jericho Deepstrike, who was there with his wife Lilly (vampire ghost) and their daugher (vampire ghost)<br />
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Merlot Pinot Noir does the smoulder while he plays.<br />
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Another night night kiss<br />
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So is that the most comfortable place you could find Leo?PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-76089641623244140212014-02-07T18:44:00.001-08:002014-02-07T18:56:35.248-08:00With my love's picture then my eye doth feast <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It was tough that first morning, letting Jared leave the house. I didn't want him to go at all. "Mr Policeman! Jackson and I, we need you to be here. Suppose a burglar comes? Or a fire?"<br />
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"Cat! Please! It's hard enough to go to work as it is. Don't make it harder." He lifted my chin to give me a goodbye kiss. "Besides, trying to sound like you worry as much as your dad isn't working. I can tell the difference."<br />
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I hadn't actually thought of it that way. "I'm sorry. I'm just greedy and want you to myself."<br />
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"I'll be back this evening. You can count on that." He gave me another hug and went out the door.<br />
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Somehow, Jackson and I managed to survive the whole day while Jared was at work.<br />
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Although at one point, I had the oddest dream. There was a lot of noise and I went out in my lingerie to investigate.<br />
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I found this large thing in my yard and meet a time traveller who asked me to help fix it. I found his missing parts and he vanished by walking into the thing - which he called a portal.<br />
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I'm sure that was a dream. Time travel? Portals? Me walk around outside in the lingerie when Jared isn't around to appreciate it?<br />
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Eventually Jared came home. I served some spaghetti. Easy, tasty and a fav for Jared.<br />
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After the first few bites and a lot of sounds of approval, Jared started a conversation, "Hey, Cat, you have an Aunt Brooke?"<br />
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"Yes, she is dad's older sister."<br />
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"I thought so. Is your aunt prone to hysterics?"<br />
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"Not in the least. She's not at all like dad. Why on earth are you asking?" Any time I think about Aunt Brooke, I feel a bit guilty that I don't know her or my uncle or my cousins as well as I should. It's not like the island is that big. But somehow, I never seem to get around to visiting. Then again, they could visit me as well but it just doesn't happen.<br />
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"Your aunt reported a zombie outside the hospital last night. I had to spend most of my day today investigating her report."<br />
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I nearly choked on my spaghetti. "Zombie? You are kidding, aren't you?"<br />
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"That's what I said when they told me to investigate." Jared waved his fork in the air for emphasis, unfortunately splattering sauce everywhere. "I think they gave it to me because the other officers were already out and doing real police work."<br />
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I sighed. "They still think of you as the rookie, don't they?"<br />
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"They do." He shrugged. "I am still the newest cop. Until the next time someone joins up, I will stay the new cop." He finished the food on his fork and started to twirl more spaghetti around for another bite.<br />
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We both concentrated for a couple of minutes on our dinner. After a few more bites, Jared continued the story. "So I interviewed your aunt. She told me that she didn't believe her eyes or that she had such bad luck. She had been visiting a friend at the hospital. She was just leaving when she noticed the zombie."<br />
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"She told me that it scared her so much that she couldn't move. It lurched closer and closer. She wanted to run but was frozen to the spot."<br />
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I put down my fork and touched the back of Jared's hand gently. "Poor Aunt Brooke. Did it hurt her?"<br />
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He shook his head. "She said that it then it just wandered away into the night. It hadn't actually attacked her. It had come close enough that she had gagged from the stench of rotten flesh. But it never touched her."<br />
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"So what did you do?" I asked as we continued eating.<br />
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"I went over to the hospital to look for any signs of zombies. I searched around the area but didn't see anything weird."<br />
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"No bits of goo or ooze?"<br />
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"Nope. Not anything at all out of the ordinary. That's why I was wondering if your aunt was prone to hysterics." He shook his head. "I got to spend the rest of the afternoon filling out reports."<br />
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"Aunt Brooke may be an artist but she's also very down to earth. I know my dad trusts her more than anyone else in the world. If she says she saw a zombie, then there was definitely something odd going on."<br />
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After dinner, Jared said, "I'm so tired of feeling unappreciated. Always getting the annoying or odd jobs at the station."<br />
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"I know just the thing to cheer you up," I told Jared. "I have a song for you."<br />
I grabbed my guitar and started to sing.<br />
"Oh policeman mine,<br />
You've locked my heart away,<br />
Now when you walk the line,<br />
I have to keep the blues at bay."<br />
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He smiled, "I'm not sure that will be the song that will make us rich and famous."<br />
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"As long as it makes you happy, love. That's what is important."<br />
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Eventually we fell into bed. I had some weird dreams about my aunt and zombies. But I think my dreams didn't keep Jared awake.<br />
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Fortunately for me, Jared doesn't mind taking care of the baby at 1 in the morning. I usually get the second shift at around 4am. This time I had gotten up as well though.<br />
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"Cat, you didn't have to get up. You can go back to bed. I have the baby."<br />
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"Thanks Jared. But I think I might wait a little."<br />
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"Why Cat?"<br />
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I snickered. "Because I'm awake and can just stand here admiring you. You look great in your uniform, don't get me wrong. But sometimes less is more and the less clothes you have on, the more of you I can admire."<br />
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He put Jackson back in the crib and turned to face me. "Thinking of that, I wouldn't mind if you were wearing less. Like, um, nothing at all..."<br />
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I grabbed his hands, "As long as it's mutual, I think nudity is a splendid idea. Shall we retire to our room?"<br />
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The next day, Jackson and I went to the park to earn a bit of money.<br />
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I must admit, Jackson wasn't going to be the same as playing with my band, but maybe the sight of the baby would cause people to drop more money in my case.<br />
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I spent hours playing. My feet grew sore, my fingers very sore.<br />
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And yet, I only had a few people pause to listen, like my cousin Elizabeth's husband Derrick.<br />
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To be honest, at first glance I thought it was Clayton because of the hair colour. But when I looked again, I knew it wasn't Clayton. Clayton looks like he eats from time to time. Derrick still is stick thin.<br />
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I played in the park long enough that Jared got off work and came over to watch.<br />
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His presence must have frightened the local burglar too much, she fainted on the spot.<br />
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Jared later said that was the easiest arrest ever.<br />
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After we got home, I had a shower and contemplated my day.<br />
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I spent hours in the park playing again. There were people there, it wasn't as though it was deserted. And yet, I'd earned nothing. Not a single tip was thrown in my case.<br />
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I love music, I really do. But we have bills to pay and a baby who is going to be needing a lot of toys and diapers and...<br />
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Well, I had to think about this. If playing for tips simply isn't pulling in enough money, then what can I do?<br />
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While I thought about it, I decided to invite Dad over for a visit.<br />
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"Hi Daddy. I thought you'd like to meet Jackson, your first grandson."<br />
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"Kitten, he's such a handsome baby. I am so happy for all three of you."<br />
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"If he takes after his father or his grandfather, he'll be handsome forever, won't he?" I asked with a smile.<br />
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"I don't know about that. But he's a keeper, that is for sure."<br />
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I sighed as I thought about my frustrating day. "Daddy, I wanted to talk to you about being a musician. It's been really horrible, I've been getting almost no tips at all."<br />
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He shrugged. "I know it's tough out there at the moment. You could try something other than music. Your grandfather made most of his money from novels. I've found that sculpting isn't too bad for cash once you get past using clay all the time." He cleared his throat, "I guess you could even try a regular job, though that does break family tradition."<br />
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"I think I might try something else. I love music a lot but I can't cope with being out there and getting nothing for my efforts."<br />
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"Hey, Mr G. How's it?"<br />
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"It's great but I want you to call me Johnny or call me dad. Either will do."<br />
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I do love that my husband and dad get along very well. It's nice to be part of a happy family now.<br />
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Brooke wasn't the only one to have zombies.<br />
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There was one outside the house but with no gardens to eat and all the people inside, it caused zero damage.<br />
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I do love the dip kiss, even when it's some random couple doing it in the park.<br />
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This is apparently the outfit of an up and coming musician.<br />
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Yeah, I wasn't impressed either.<br />
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John Edward<br />
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Looks so very much like Sammy.<br />
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I never did know why one of Cat's cousins Leo, moved in with her dad and family. But Leo no longer actually lives here, he has a house and a kitten.<br />
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They do flirt adorably on their own.<br />
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Then Cat wanted to serenade Jared. He was very happy to listen too.PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-59160444087423385082013-10-04T05:19:00.002-07:002013-10-04T05:19:19.459-07:00And my heart's right, thine inward love of heart.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm pregnant. I can hardly believe it. I love it.<br />
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Jared is being the sweetest thing too. He cooks and cleans as much as he can when he's home. Unfortunately for both of us, a policeman is expected to be on the job for pretty long hours though.<br />
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There is one other person who should know about this. Not that I'm looking forward to this conversation much.<br />
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"Mom?" That was as much as she let me say. From then, there was a tirade on how little time she had and why did I have to bother her.<br />
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"Seriously? Mom, can't you listen to me?"<br />
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"Mother! Listen! I'm pregnant, you're going to be a grandma soon." Well, that stopped the flow of how horrible it was that I interrupted her day. Now it was all about how she wasn't old enough to be a grandmother and how would her husband take the news.<br />
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"I fail to care what your Travis will think. He's met me, he knows that you have a married daughter."<br />
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"Fine! I just thought you should know."<br />
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How did Daddy put up with her as long as he did? Come to think of it, why does Travis?<br />
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The phone call put me in a gloomy mood. Then to make it worse, things in the house decided to break down. Of course, everything breaks when Jared is at work.<br />
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First it was the blasted sink. We've fixed this stupid thing every couple weeks since we've moved in.<br />
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Then the washer decided it was the perfect time to break.<br />
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It flooded the kitchen and nearly mangled most our clothes. I managed to keep it from eating our really good things.<br />
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Finally, Jared came home. I stumbled into his arms as soon as he'd shut the door.<br />
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"Sweetheart, I've had the worst day," I had been crying off and on since the washer broke and my voice was still shaky.<br />
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He pulled me close and his warm body was so comforting. "It's all right. Would you like me to cook dinner?"<br />
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I nodded, not trusting my voice.<br />
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He smiled and gave me a hug. "I'll be back in a second. I need to get more comfortable." The smirk that went with that comment made me raise an eyebrow.<br />
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When he returned, he only had on his underwear.<br />
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"Jared? What?" I was a bit surprised.<br />
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"Hey, I'm offering food and a show. You going to refuse?"<br />
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I had to smile, "Well, Handsome, when you put it that way, I would certainly never refuse."<br />
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There was something very soothing about watching my nearly naked chef. He's definitely well built, and he works out a lot as part of his job. It was nearly a perfect view of that delicious body. That thought gave me an idea. "Hey, Jared."<br />
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"I'm working here," he replied in a soft but slightly warning tone.<br />
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"If I get curtains around the house, can I have a completely naked chef?"<br />
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He chuckled softly. "Maybe, Cat, maybe. Feeling better yet?"<br />
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"If the dinner is half as good as the show, my day will be infinitely better."<br />
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Dinner was great, mine was gone almost before Jared had even reached the table with his.<br />
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"Are you still reading that pregnancy book?" he asked when he looked up from his meal.<br />
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"Yes, I am."<br />
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"But don't you have it nearly memorised?" he teased.<br />
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"I know, I know. But I want to be the best mom I can be."<br />
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"You will be. I know it."<br />
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"Well, my mother..."<br />
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"Cat," Jared cut me off. "I haven't really asked about your mother or what happened. But whatever she did, you aren't her. Do you want to talk about it?"<br />
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I shook my head. "Not really. Not tonight." I thought back to that horrible phone call. "She can be such a bitch though."<br />
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"Cat, maybe you need something more to distract you?"<br />
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I tilted my head to look at him. "Do you have anything in particular in mind?"<br />
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"Well, I know this big lovely bed. I think that some serious cuddle time is required."<br />
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He was giving me one of his smouldering looks and my heart melted. I was the luckiest woman alive to have him. "How do you always know what to offer?"<br />
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"I just have a gift, I suppose," he replied. We went upstairs and my worst day became a perfectly lovely one.<br />
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After that, I decided to spend less time at home. I have a lot of musical instruments that I want to master and they are mostly pretty portable. Another advantage to being in the park meant I didn't know if the appliances at home decided to break.<br />
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I found that playing instruments either with others, like Merlot,<br />
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or by myself was both a welcome distraction and a way to make a little extra cash.<br />
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Unfortunately, 'little' was the key word. I'd maybe make $20 on a good day. By the time you factor in lunch and fuel, it was just a couple of extra dollars for the family income.<br />
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Merlot did show up fairly often when I was jamming in the park. When he wasn't playing guitar, he frequently chatted up women. But always married ones, like Emerald Kane.<br />
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"Merlot, you know that I'm your friend, right?"<br />
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He nodded.<br />
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"You really need to stop this thing you've got for married women."<br />
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He laughed, "a little harmless flirting?"<br />
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I sighed. "Someday someone might take it too seriously. The woman you flirt with or the husband that finds out. Someone will get hurt and I don't want it to be you."<br />
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"I don't see any problem. I know they aren't available, they should know I'm not serious." He shrugged.<br />
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"I hope you are right."<br />
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Why is it that life is seldom simple?<br />
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My contractions start in a serious way and that's when someone wants to ring me? How awful is that timing?<br />
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Well, I wasn't about to answer the phone now, they'd have to ring back.<br />
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Jared wasn't being very helpful either.<br />
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"Baby? Baby! The baby is coming?"<br />
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"Yes, dear, the baby is coming. We better go."<br />
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"Go? Go where?"<br />
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"The hospital, silly man. Unless you want to preside over a home birth?"<br />
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He practically flew to the door. "Right this way, the hospital it is."<br />
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I let Jared drive and he sped down the streets. I would have been worried about getting a ticket if I'd been driving like that. But being a cop, even off duty has its privileges.<br />
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It was actually very quiet and quite beautiful. The moon was full and cast an eery glow all over town.<br />
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Some hours after we arrived at the hospital, Jackson Grant was born.<br />
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We were lucky and everything went very well. Before I knew what was happening, we were sent home.<br />
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"Night, night, my son. You sleep tight."<br />
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I know that's actually pretty unlikely. If there's one thing that everyone agrees on, it's that babies don't sleep as much as you'd hope.<br />
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Jared was practically dancing. "Oh, Cat. You're so gorgeous. And we have a son."<br />
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"I know Jared. Remember, I was there at the time."<br />
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"This has made me so happy though. My gorgeous family."<br />
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"Do you think we should head for the bed, my lovely wife?"<br />
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"Yes, Jared. It's been a very long day. I think I need a lot of sleep."<br />
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A flash of disappointment crossed his face, I believe Jared was hoping for a bit more than just sleep. Still, he nodded and we headed for bed.<br />
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"Jared?"<br />
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"Yes, Cat?"<br />
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"Do you hear the baby?"<br />
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A moment passed and there was a loud howl of protest from small lungs. With a heavy sigh, Jared got up to look after the baby.<br />
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The next time the little one complained, I got up to see to him.<br />
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He's such a lovely boy. I think he takes after Jared.<br />
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But he does have a very good set of lungs.<br />
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Sent them to the summer fest. But discovered there isn't much for a pregnant Sim to do<br />
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Jared could at least skate.<br />
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Togetherness, doing chores.<br />
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Ouch, mopping the floor through a wall just has to hurt.<br />
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"Daddy, I'm so glad you could come by." To be honest, I was afraid he might not. I'm married and have a home of my own. It's the whole 'I should be a responsible adult' thing. And there were a few things I wanted to talk about to my dad. I would have to talk to Jared at some point in time but not yet.<br />
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"Kitten, when have I ever failed you?" He looked at me with one eye brow raised. "I've always been there for you and that's going to be true for as long as I live."<br />
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"Well, you do have Mason and Dixie at home still. I don't want to keep you from them too much."<br />
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Dad slowly shook his head. "Kitten, you are a long way from doing that. They have Shannon who spends as much time as she can with them. For a long time, it was just you and me. You can still count on me, though maybe not quite as much as when you lived at home."<br />
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We went inside since dusk was rapidly turning to nightfall.<br />
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"Now why did you want me to come over, Kitten? I can tell it's not about music, you didn't ask me over as Mr Bass Man." I saw his eyes flicker for a moment. "And you should be very aware by now that I'm a worrier. I hate not knowing things. Life is stressful enough as it is."<br />
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"I'm sorry if asking you over caused you to worry." I should have known better then to ring without a brief explanation. Daddy does have anxiety issues. "It's nothing for you to be concerned over. I just wanted to ask a couple of questions."<br />
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"And you couldn't ask on the phone?"<br />
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"No, daddy, I couldn't. You see, I wanted to talk about babies. How did Mum tell you when she was pregnant."<br />
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He rubbed one temple for a moment. "Actually, it was your Aunt Brooke who knew first. Alaina and I didn't realise why she'd been feeling off..."<br />
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I was watching his eyes closely and could see when he knew why I'd asked him over. He pulled me into a hug. "Kitten, you think that you're having a baby?"<br />
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"Pretty sure, daddy. I have an appointment tomorrow to confirm it but I've been feeling nauseous a lot lately."<br />
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"I'm going to be a granddad? Wow." He blinked a couple of times. "Umm, wait I'm not old enough for to be a granddad." Daddy was actually grinning like an idiot, no matter what he said.<br />
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"But the problem is that Jared and I haven't even talked about children. What if he doesn't any now? What if he doesn't want any ever? And I don't even know if I'm ready."<br />
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"Stop worrying, that's my job." Dad smiled at me. "I'm not sure that anyone is ever really ready for a baby. It's one of the ultimate learn-as-you-go experiences. As for telling Jared, sooner is better. Be prepared for him to be a little quiet at first. It will be a bit of a shock. If he doesn't come around soon, kick his sorry arse to the curb."<br />
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"Daddy!"<br />
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"Seriously, he should be supportive. But my impression of him is that he'll love the idea of being a father and he'll be there for you."<br />
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Dad gave me a final hug and went home. I spent a restless night worrying about the next day.<br />
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Fairly early the next morning, I went to the hospital for a check up. The test results came back positive, I was definitely pregnant.<br />
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Since I'd suspected it for a couple of weeks, I'd had a chance to prepare myself. I hadn't really thought about kids before getting pregnant but Jared and I have a lovely home, some money to spare and it wasn't like having a baby would put an end to my career. I had a band, we could meet whenever.<br />
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The tricky part was definitely telling the daddy-to-be that we would soon be a family of three. I was nervous and decided to wait until dinner to try.<br />
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"So how was your day today, Jared?"<br />
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He stopped eating for a moment. "It was pretty awful. I was manning the desk and you wouldn't believe how many people came in. I didn't even know that many people lived around here."<br />
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"Really?"<br />
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"Well, nearly. I've been answering questions, asking more questions and filling out forms all day. It's exhausting." He sighed. "One of them was a pretty nasty accident. I think everyone in the car was seriously injured. The cops at the scene handed me the notes to type up while he went to inform relatives."<br />
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"You poor baby." This did not sound like a good time to bring up my news. If it made him happy, it would be fine but it might not. I decided that perhaps the morning would be a better time.<br />
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I had another restless night. It was full of bad dreams about accidents and unknown threats.<br />
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Eventually I gave up and found a book to read. I didn't want to keep Jared awake just because I couldn't sleep.<br />
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An hour later, I heard footsteps on the stairs.<br />
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"Honey," Jared said softly. "Are you okay? The bed is very lonely without you."<br />
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I looked up at my handsome hubby, "I wasn't sleeping very well and I didn't want to keep you awake too."<br />
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I closed the book and stood up. It was time to tell him. "I went to the hospital yesterday."<br />
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His eyes grew big, "I hope it isn't serious. Please tell me it isn't serious."<br />
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"Well," I said. "It's kind of serious. Jared, I'm pregnant."<br />
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For an awful moment, he just sort of stood there, staring. Then he got the biggest grin. "Pregnant? We're pregnant? We're going to have a baby?"<br />
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"Yes, we're going to have a baby." My fears of his reaction melted away.<br />
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"Do you think I can feel anything yet?"<br />
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"You can try but I don't think you'll feel anything but me." Jared patted my tummy for a moment any way.<br />
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"I can't feel the baby," he said sadly.<br />
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"You will be able to, I can promise you that. So you are all right with this? We haven't talked about babies."<br />
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His answer was a cheeky grin and a big smooch. When he eventually let me go, he said, "Yes, I want this baby. I love the idea that you and I will have a baby. Do you think it's a boy or a girl? Did they tell you at the hospital?"<br />
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"I told them I didn't want to know. It will be more fun to have the surprise, don't you think?"<br />
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"I guess. I think I'd like a boy though."<br />
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I laughed and he looked hurt for a moment. "Daddy said you'd want a boy. I think it's cute that he was right."<br />
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"Your dad is a great guy. I like him a lot." He glanced at his watch. "Bye Cat, I have to hustle to get to work on time. You take care of yourself and that baby."<br />
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"I will, Mr Policeman. You take care too. Don't drown in paperwork."<br />
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Since Jared was going to be at work all day, I decided to go over to the town park and see if I could raise a little money by busking. Merlot was available for some practice and my dad promised to drop by later as well.<br />
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Clayton did grow up well, I must admit. If I didn't have a spouse already, I'd give him another chance. Except, he's not available either. He married a few weeks before Jared and I did. At least we are back to being friends again. Having friends who have known you since forever is a good thing.<br />
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So the busking was a bust. Thomas dropped a few bucks in the jar but he was pretty much the only one. I wonder what we have to do to earn a gig in town?<br />
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"Honey, I bought a little gift for you. It's not a lot but I just want you to know how happy you make me."<br />
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"Jared, this isn't fair. I didn't get you anything."<br />
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"You gave me something this morning. Granted, I don't get to see the baby for some time but that's a big gift. I'm going to owe you many many things to make up for that one."<br />
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"Jared, thank you. You are just the sweetest thing."<br />
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"I try, Cat. I try. And I want you to know that I love you. I love that baby too."<br />
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"I must be doing something right to have someone as great as you in my life, Jared Grant."<br />
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"I feel the same, Cat."<br />
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Apparently I like taking pics of him eating.<br />
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Merlot rings Catherine to come hang out. This is how he greets her.<br />
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Merlot, no, you lost out to Jared. Cat is happy and is not impressed by your chest. Just forget it and have fun with your housemate.PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-62427321793279518422013-02-24T01:10:00.001-08:002013-02-24T01:10:22.991-08:00For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Cat, I have bad news."<br />
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"What's the bad news, love?"<br />
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"They expect me at work tomorrow. It's our last day together until the weekend."<br />
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"No, Mr Policeman, you can't leave me all day at home. Who knows what crimes I might commit unsupervised?"<br />
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Jared laughed. "Now Cat, don't be too naughty just because I have to go to work." I heard a growling stomach. "Hey, I'm hungry. I'll go fix up lunch."<br />
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The hot tub without Jared wasn't as appealing so I got out.<br />
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Then found myself staring at Jared as he walked toward the front door. His butt just hypnotised me, I couldn't move until he was going around the corner. <br />
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I am going to have to make sure that he dresses like that frequently. Even if I have to pull him into the hot tub daily. That could be a plan.<br />
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"So, honey, what should we do after lunch? I'm game for what you want to do."<br />
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I ate slowly as I thought about that offer. A few possibilities came to mind. But which to do first?<br />
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"Well?" Jared asked impatiently.<br />
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"Give a girl time to decide. The pasta is good, my tummy is still a bit off after those waffles from earlier." I tried to divert his attention.<br />
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"This idea better be worth the wait." Damn, he has a one track mind today. Of course, I'm not really much better, I just need to decide what to do.<br />
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We finished lunch and I came to a decision. "I think you are wearing too much, Jared. Let me help you out of all that." <br />
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He squeaked, "No, woman, get away from me. What are you doing?"<br />
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"Come on, Jared. You said you were up for anything." I was still giggling at his reaction.<br />
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"Not here, honey. We have a lot of huge windows and no curtains. What would the neighbours think?"<br />
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"That the new neighbours are newly weds, who are very much in love and feeling frisky. But you could be right, I don't want to share that fine butt of yours with anyone. Let's go make sure that the bed is where we last saw it."<br />
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We raced up the stairs and reached the bedroom door at the same time. I continued walking toward the bed. After a moment, I noticed that Jared was still standing by the door.<br />
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"Love, why aren't you coming to bed?"<br />
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"Just admiring the view first," he replied. "It's a very fine view from here."<br />
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I stopped, wiggled my butt at him, then looked back and winked. "Better not wait too long. I might change my mind."<br />
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Jared virtually dived for the bed with that threat. "Don't you dare change your mind now. Not after that display, it would be downright cruel."<br />
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I joined him under the sheets then sighed. "I hate the idea of you going back to work. It's been lovely since we moved in. We have all this space, all to ourselves."<br />
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"Well, at least we are making the most of our time. Shall we make sure the bed is sturdy enough?" He didn't have to make that suggestion twice. We conducted a very thorough bed test. Fortunately, it passed inspection. It might have been bad if the bed had fallen to bits while we were testing it.<br />
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We spent quite a while after that holding hands, kissing, hugging. Telling each other things we particularly loved about the other.<br />
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"Cat, honey. I was wondering if I could go off to a class today? I'd like to learn a bit of painting and well, I don't want to do it after work over the next few days." He grinned at me. "I'd rather come straight home every day."<br />
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"Jared, love, that's fine. I'll invite the band over, we can get some practice in." I waggled an eyebrow at him. "A little rest before our next round of exercise might be a good idea." So I got on the phone to the new band. Dad is, of course, one of them. Merlot Pinot Noir and Ice Crisp are the others.<br />
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I have to rethink my band. Merlot is a musician and works nights. Ice works days at a restaurant. Makes getting a practice together very difficult.<br />
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Merlot was just arriving when my tummy started protesting again. Damn those waffles, how long are they going to bother me?<br />
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Seriously, this is just ridiculous. Why are they still bothering me? It's the third or fourth time I've had to throw up in the past day.<br />
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Dad, Merlot and I got in a few hours of practice before Merlot had to leave for work. By that time, Jared was home and Dad didn't have anywhere he needed to be soon.<br />
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"Hey, Dad, do you know something slow?"<br />
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"Sure Kitten. Want to change the tempo?"<br />
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"Yep." I turned to Jared. "Hey, handsome, want to dance?"<br />
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At first, it went really well. He and I had a nice little groove going. I might have been moving my hips a bit more then strictly necessary, but my handsome hubby didn't object. Not since we were very close.<br />
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And we did several nice turns, it was very graceful.<br />
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Then Jared came down with a really bad case of left foot syndrome. He just couldn't stop stepping on mine!<br />
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"Owww, Jared, that was my foot! That hurt."<br />
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"Sorry, honey."<br />
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"Give me a minute and we can dance more." I waited until my foot stopped hurting too much. A few minutes later and then I was ready to go again.<br />
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"Jared! What is wrong with you." My poor foot, Jared isn't exactly a featherweight. Not when most of him is on a toe.<br />
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"I am really really sorry honey. I didn't mean to step on your foot again."<br />
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"Will you forgive me, honey?"<br />
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"I will but man, I think we need to stop doing this. My poor foot can't take much more of this today."<br />
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Jared nodded and I told Dad that he could stop for today. It took a moment to break through Dad's concentration, he was really focussed on playing.<br />
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"Honey, look over there." Jared sounded pretty excited so I turned to have a look.<br />
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"What is it, love? I don't see any..." then splash. <br />
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"Ha, I got you!" Damn, a water balloon. How could he?<br />
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"You are so going down, mister. Just you wait."<br />
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It had been a pretty warm day, so a bit of water was welcome relief.<br />
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"Ha, you can't hit me when I'm watching"<br />
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"Just you wait!"<br />
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"And that's for the sneak attack. You rat fink!"<br />
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Not quite the romance of earlier today but we did have fun.<br />
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My poor baby. Age does not suit you Thomas.<br />
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Cuddles in bed<br />
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Jared needs slightly less spectacular undies.<br />
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Hot times in the hot tub.<br />
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Where the hell did you get that top?<br />
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Merlot looking cute as he leaves for work.<br />
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Johnny gets into playing that bass.<br />
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He is such a clone of Sammy - barring his hair is his mom's.<br />
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Cousin Picasso and his son. The family still has Autumn Cusack's red hair.PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-26140328636594725512012-07-16T04:48:00.000-07:002012-07-16T04:52:24.336-07:00The world will be thy widow and still weepWhile I could have wished that our first night as a married couple would have been under our own roof, that just wasn't to be. We just didn't have time to settle the paperwork on the new house after the wedding.<br />
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Jared and I were still pretty happy about everything though.<br />
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"Whatcha so excited over, Jared?"<br />
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"Cat, I just married the prettiest girl in town and I found out that work gave me a few days off." He waggled an eyebrow at me. "Can you guess what I think we should do?"<br />
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I pretended to concentrate on the question. "Let's see. Maybe you think we should spend some time with the Save the Llama foundation?"<br />
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He shook his head sadly. "No, that wasn't it. Try again?"<br />
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"Read for the blind?" More sad shakes of the head. "Adopt a cat?" "Start a new exercise regime?"<br />
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"Now you are getting close. I think we need some exercise." He was wearing the cheekiest grin. "Actually, I think we need a lot of exercise."<br />
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I had to grin back. "I do believe that you are a wicked man. Good thing I can keep you from corrupting any poor innocent girl." I looked at the treehouse which was dark and quiet. "Shall we?" I pointed.<br />
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The ladder up to the treehouse was a bit scary, it wasn't very sturdy. But the treehouse itself was very well made.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Sturdy yes, but unfortunately not very well sanded. There were definitely some splinters in the floor. That was an ouch. It was worth every moment of that ouch though.</span><br />
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Dad was outside finishing his latest sculpture and keeping an eye out that Mason or Dixie didn't interrupt us. Not that they'd do it deliberately but it's not a very big house.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">After exploring the treehouse pretty thoroughly, we settled in for a nice long soak in the hot tub.</span><br />
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"Hey beautiful. When do the kids go to bed?"<br />
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"Soon, why?"<br />
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"I think I need some more exercise, if you catch my drift."<br />
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We both stopped to listen but the sounds of my young siblings seemed to have vanished. "I think we're good. Hey, Mr Policeman. You want to frisk me for hidden weapons?"<br />
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"Hmm, now there's an offer a cop doesn't hear. Now let me see." Technically, my bikini didn't really cover that much but Jared did an admirable job of checking. Just in case.<br />
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The next morning, bright and early, we heard that final paperwork on our new house had just come through.<br />
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I will miss this little house. It may be small but it has everything you could want.<br />
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Like the best dad ever.<br />
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"Daddy, we have to go."<br />
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"I know, Kitten. I know." He pulled me into a big hug. "Barnacle Bay isn't that big. I expect you to visit here a lot." He grinned. "With my first grandchild in tow. Have a son for that guy of yours, he'll love it."<br />
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I pretended a pout. "But Daddddddy. Does that mean you didn't love me?"<br />
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"Always Kitten. I've always loved you."<br />
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I gave Dad another big hug. "Don't forget, you are my bass man. I'll arrange some band time soon." There was a small beep from the car. Dad gently shoved me toward the door. "Go on, we will survive."<br />
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Jared had an old clunker of a car that he'd bought with his policeman salary. It certainly wasn't much but it would have to do.<br />
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"Catherine, this is it."<br />
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I looked at the front. "This can't be right. That's twice the size of Dad's place."<br />
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Jared checked the paperwork and the number on the letterbox. "Definitely the right place." He looked at me. "How did your dad swing this? I know he does ok with selling his sculptures but this place would be worth a pretty penny."<br />
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I shrugged. "Dad swears he found a genie and it granted him wealth. Let's go explore!"<br />
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"Oh no you don't, my new bride. I carry you in. That's the law and you know I have to enforce the law."<br />
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"You going to insist on silly old traditions?"<br />
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"Unless I think of some silly new traditions I like better." At this point, he'd already swept me off my feet and so just went ahead and carried me inside.<br />
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"Upstairs or downstairs first?" I asked.<br />
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"I want to find the kitchen. I'm hungry. I'll make a batch of my famous waffles for our first breakfast."<br />
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I left Jared to the kitchen while I explored the rest of the house. The upstairs consisted of two really quite large bedrooms and a tiny little bathroom. Downstairs was a big lounge, a big kitchen, a dining room and another tiny little bathroom.<br />
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By the time I had finished, so had the waffles. Black smoky waffles. "Those are famous waffles?" I asked.<br />
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Jared huffed at me. "I never said what they were famous for. In this case, famous for awful." He winked. "I think the stove is a bit hotter than I was expecting. They'll be better next time."<br />
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"I think we need to go on a date. Really enjoy the town while we can."<br />
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We stopped by the local art gallery. Dad and Muffin were there.<br />
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I suppose that Dad is allowed to play squeaky toys with Muffin since he's donated a lot of work over time to the gallery. It was a surprise to see them playing though.<br />
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Eventually, we wandered home again to find that our new home also had a hot tub.<br />
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For reasons that are not adequately explained, Catherine's cousin Leonardo moved in with Johnny and family after Cat and Jared moved out. Leo just turned young adult, a lack of empty houses is the only reason that he didn't just find himself a place to live.<br />
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Mason has a job and is dating Shandra Fleet.<br />
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Mason, put down the drink before you pillow fight.<br />
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Too many clothes when cooking Jared - better not get used to that.<br />
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Help! Someone stole our car.<br />
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New house which will be getting work done as we go.<br />
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Bedroom post makeoverPiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-80328442179367791912012-04-09T04:00:00.000-07:002012-04-10T17:53:10.179-07:00Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of manySince no one was awake when we got home, Jared spent the night. We kept each other entertained until the wee hours of the morning. Neither of us got quite enough sleep, but it will do.<br />
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I finally remembered that I'm not going to be asked to do random performances at school any more and put on a more casual dress. We always wore semi-formal looking clothes at school, you just never knew.<br />
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"So, you're the young man my daughter is swooning over?" It didn't take Dad long to decide that it was time to have a heart to heart with Jared.<br />
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"And this is appropriate attire for a visit?" One eyebrow arched up.<br />
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"We were up until a little late, I didn't realise that everyone would be awake." Jared was looking ready to bolt out of the room.<br />
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"Just teasing you, don't worry about it. Cat says that you're a cop?"<br />
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"That's right. I have a long way to go but it's a good job."<br />
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"And the most important questions of all. Do you love my daughter and will you take care of her?"<br />
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"Very much so and forever more, I hope."<br />
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Dad broke out in a big grin. "In that case, welcome to the family." He clasped Jared's hand and then gave him a friendly hug.<br />
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"You survived the interrogation?" I asked.<br />
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Jared smiled. "Your dad wasn't too bad. I think it's just one of those dad things."<br />
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"I have a reward for you." I gave him the biggest smooch ever.<br />
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"If that's the reward, I think I'll go another several rounds."<br />
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"With who? Shannon will agree with Dad. Mason and Dixie don't really get a say. Besides, there's a question I want to ask."<br />
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I know, this is supposed to be the guy's job. But hey, if you wait for them to make a move, it could take forever.<br />
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When I went on one knee, Jared started to ask what I was up to.<br />
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He didn't actually get very far.<br />
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"Jared Van Allen, would you make me the happiest woman alive and agree to marry me?"<br />
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"Yes, Cat, I'd be very happy to marry you." He extended his hand to let me put the ring on his finger. I was so afraid that I'd drop it but that didn't happen.<br />
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Fortunately I'd gotten the ring size right and it fit him perfectly. It would have been mortifying to go to this much effort and have that go wrong.<br />
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The next little bit was a blaze of activity. I couldn't have said if it was the next day or weeks later before our actual wedding.<br />
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Fortunately for us, there was a little place down by the beach which was just perfect for a small wedding. We pretty much only invited family and a few of the closest family friends.<br />
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Then we had to select our formals for the occasion. I went to the best shop in town.<br />
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I must say that I adored the dress but I wasn't sure of the hat. Apparently though, hats are very much part of the scene this season and the dressmaker insisted that I had to have one.<br />
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It took a nearly infinite number of pins to keep it on my head at precisely the right angle.<br />
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Then I took a look at Jared's outfit and came to the conclusion that it was all worth it. He looks so dashing with that top hat at an angle.<br />
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How did I get so lucky as to find him?<br />
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My family was all there to support our wedding. Shannon was looking stunning in her new formal gown.<br />
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Dixie had a more casual look but no one wanted her to feel uncomfortable in a dress that she'd never wear again. Her outfit was something she might wear.<br />
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Even Mason was looking good in his new outfit.<br />
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I'm afraid that Dad wasn't entirely happy. I don't think he would ever really be ready for the wedding though. It's kind of tough for a Dad to watch his children grow up.<br />
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"Are we ready? Should we start?"<br />
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"You're not getting cold feet, are you, Cat?"<br />
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"No, not at all." I looked around the room. "Well, maybe just a little."<br />
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We took our place in the arch and waited for the guests to settle.<br />
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It took a long time, things kept happening like Dad noticing that Mason brought food. He insisted that Mason take the food back until after.<br />
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So we waited.<br />
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Aunt Brooke finally arrived.<br />
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"Hey, I'm here. The party can start."<br />
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Sheesh, Carolina North came in quite late and still acting like it was her day. I'm not sure why Dad likes her but he gets along with people.<br />
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"I'm ready if you are."<br />
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A girl could get used to this. We need some practice though.<br />
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Lots of practice.<br />
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By the time the wedding party made it home, it was a bit late. Jared and I should do some house hunting first thing tomorrow.<br />
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Note - Kaleeko's simself is getting serious about Berry's Merlot.<br />
Altheaquin's simself is engaged to her Sim Ice Crisp. If they marry, I'll make sure they actually have some money. Ice is currently exiled to a small house and low funds for being a rat bag on his date with Cat.<br />
Cami's simself is engaged to Clayton Leman, middle of the Leman boys. If they produce at least one ginger for me, I'll be happy.<br />
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Now Jared Van Allen actually had a lot of sleepwear. Given he's about to be a Grant, this is not allowed.<br />
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No, not quite naked. :) But no long sleeve shirt and long pj bottoms for him. Nope.<br />
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Napoleon in a new pose.<br />
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Mittens, this birdie you are allowed to play with. Don't touch the others please.<br />
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Mason, your mother is a splendid cook. Why are you a stick?<br />
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Johnny is probably the only Sim I'm currently working with that has tattoos. Most of them don't, I never think about it and it's a rare wish these days.<br />
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Dixie doing the bake sale thing. She did attract some customers, but only a few bought things.<br />
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Johnny, I will miss your neurotic ways. But alas, we must move Cat and Jared out so they have some space.<br />
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Mason spent Saturday collecting animals. With the Collection Helper, it's a very easy LTW<br />
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And you can do it in a couple of weekends.<br />
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They definitely put some effort into the small animals. The birds in particular.<br />
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This is Indiana Grant (renamed Jones) originally from the World Adventures blog. He was dropped into the hood to partner Kaleeko's Amelia Kane. Because he is another son of Sam, he's Johnny's brother who just magically appeared in the family tree. Amelia approved and married him.<br />
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Johnny got himself an old lamp. Which needed a bit of cleaning.<br />
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Voila, our first genie.<br />
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The family is now wealthy. We never really had much in the way of cash - which isn't a problem until you want to move someone out. But now they can pretty much afford any reasonably priced house in town.<br />
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The last animal that Mason needed. Cute lizard.<br />
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Mason and some of his pets.<br />
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So what do you do when young, in love and staying with your fiance?<br />
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She's checking out the stars but his eyes aren't looking too far up.<br />
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I still love Chrysame's Shannon. Lovely lady and a good match for Johnny.<br />
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The way to spend the last night before your wedding.<br />
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Having a bit of fun in the hot tub.<br />
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The stereo is from Jared's inventory. I didn't know they'd put one on the shelf if they had one.<br />
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No pre-wedding nerves here.<br />
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That way to the Unicorn!<br />
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Muffin and the toy - so cute now that he's bigger.<br />
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Predawn light over Barnacle Bay<br />
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And the setting moon.<br />
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First guests, uncle Indiana and Cat's mom Alaina.<br />
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would you guys change already?<br />
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Indy and an old friend of Johnny's<br />
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Thomas! Never a party without you.<br />
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Not content with being a gate crasher, honestly, can't you dress properly?<br />
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Another gate crasher.<br />
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Only in Sims does the bride get so excluded from her cake that she eats something else entirely and alone.<br />
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This house I put in town for after the wedding. And it's been snatched up by Kaleeko and Merlot. Damn. Well, I guess I'll just have to add another home for them.<br />
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It was bright and early in the morning. I was up and ready to rock the world.<br />
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Dad chose then to poke his head and seriously rumpled hair out of his room. "Hey, Dad."<br />
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"Yes, Kitten?"<br />
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"You remember I wrote you were going to be my bass man if you weren't in a band?" I was pulling my guitar out of the assortment of bags still dumped near the door.<br />
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"Yes. I do."<br />
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"Well, are you in a band?"<br />
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He laughed, "Not yet Kitten, but I have a feeling that might just change."<br />
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"Well, go grab that bass and let's go rock the park. You can decide if that Art school was money well spent." <br />
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On our way to the park, we had noticed a car up in the bushes near City Hall. It looked like someone had been hitting the nectar too hard last night.<br />
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I hope no one was hurt. But I wonder how long it's going to be before the police tow that wreck away.<br />
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Once we got to the park, we set up near the centre and starting jamming.<br />
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It did take some time for anyone to notice our little jam session that day. Not that it mattered to Dad or me, we were finding our groove. We had to try a few times to find music that we both knew and each time find the rhythm that worked for us.<br />
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Dad's really a fine bass player. He could easily teach at my Arts school.<br />
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After a while, a few people like Brad Kane, stopped for a quick listen before heading to their jobs. His son James was about to go to the public school just across the road.<br />
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It wasn't until late morning that we finally started to really attract a crowd. Mostly the town's self employed people and the ones who work at jobs that start late.<br />
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Uncle Hans, my mom Alaina, my new step-dad Travis were some of the faces that I knew in the audience. There were plenty of others that I didn't know by name, even if I knew their faces.<br />
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My cousin Picasso, who I haven't seen in ages managed to stop by. Most of them really seemed to enjoy the music too.<br />
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It was mid afternoon when I called to Dad. "Dad, I think I'd better stop for today."<br />
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He slowed down. He gave me a look like he was about to ask why, when suddenly he flexed his hand. "Woah, you are right, Cat. My fingers ache."<br />
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"My fingers are nearly nubs and my stomach thinks my throat has been cut."<br />
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"Not surprising," he replied. "Look at the time, we've been at this for hours."<br />
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I glanced in my guitar case and nearly fell over. There was a lot of money in there and more in Dad's collection jar. When we finished counting the money, we discovered that we'd earned over 500 simoleons from donations.<br />
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"Dad, does busking always pay this well?"<br />
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"Not in my experience, this was an unusually busy day in the park. Still, if art is what you love, then you play because it's what you just need to do. Your grandfather insisted on earning money through writing novels. The writing stressed him some but he just loved it." He looked at me with a grin. "Kitten, if that school managed to help all of your arts as much as it did guitar, then that was money very well spent. Even if we all missed you a lot."<br />
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Dad wandered off to chat to some people while I decided to go and grill some dogs.<br />
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Not the most exciting lunch on the planet and definitely not the healthiest. But when they've been grilled outside, they smell fantastic. They taste pretty darned good as well.<br />
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Unfortunately, one of the people who missed our music entirely was Jared. His work as a cop has him out fairly early in the morning. I left him a message that we were in the park if he wanted to pop by after work.<br />
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He arrived about 3 minutes after getting off duty from the police. I have a feeling that he wanted to see me again as much as I wanted to see him.<br />
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He met me with a big smooch. "Hey, Beautiful."<br />
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"Hey there, Handsome. You missed our concert." One of his eyebrows arched up. "Dad and I spent the morning jamming here. We had a good crowd too."<br />
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"I'm sorry, sweetheart. Is there a way I can make it up to you?"<br />
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I nodded. "I can think of one. Would you be my boyfriend?"<br />
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"Yes, definitely, I'd love that. Cat, you are a special girl. I knew it from the moment we met."<br />
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I squeezed his hands. "I think you're pretty special as well, Jared. And there was that unicorn on our first date. If that's not a good omen, I don't know what is."<br />
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He laughed softly. "I know what you mean. It was a special night already, that date. And then there was a unicorn which brought it to a new level of special." <br />
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"Jared, I'd love it if you came home with me. Spent the night, get to meet my family."<br />
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"Cat, I'd love to meet your family. Do you think they are ready to meet me?"<br />
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"Sure, Dad would love it and so would everyone else. I live with my dad, my step mom, and my two half siblings."<br />
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We popped into a taxi and went home. The house was looking quiet, how long had the two of us spent together in the park?<br />
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"Do you think they are all asleep?" Jared asked softly.<br />
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"I don't know but maybe we should save the introductions for tomorrow."<br />
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He sat down and patted the ground next to him. "Let's watch some stars. I think there's supposed to be a meteor shower tonight."<br />
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What I really wanted to watch was Jared, not the sky. I admired him for a moment before nestling against him. <br />
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"Hey, they were right. There are some meteors in the sky tonight." We watched the distant falling stars. "You going to make a wish, Jared?"<br />
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"You know," he mused quietly, "I can't think of a thing to wish for just now. I believe my wishes came true very recently." I didn't have time to ask him what he meant. When I turned my head to look at him, he gave me a kiss that left me breathless. "You were what I wished for. I just had to meet you first." <br />
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What I'm really doing here is having Cat spend a few more days with her family so she can get to know her siblings. Also her dad Johnny might be able to reach his life want of mastering three skills. He has mastered sculpture. Bass and charisma are high level 8 or low level 9 so he can do it with some concentrated effort. And Mason wants to catch 20 small animals. He has inherited the family Collection Helper so the coming weekend, he should do it easily. He's already at 11. I think the Collection Helper is an heirloom from his granddad Sam Grant. <br />
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Odd moment: when you type in step-dad for Kaleeko's Travis Kane. For him to be Cat's step-dad just feels weird.<br />
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Bonus pics <br />
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For DreadPirateSara<br />
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Moe Pesce World Renown Surgeon<br />
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Good thing Cat is stronger than she looks. It just seems so wrong when the guy jumps into the girl's arms.<br />
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Happy couples spooning. It makes me happy to see. I've been watching my Sim couples do this for years and it still is endearing.<br />
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If the treehouse is rocking, don't come knocking.<br />
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Jared seems very pleased with his night's effort here.<br />
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Jared is leaving his shirt on for the moment. I blame that he's with Cat's family and is a little worried about being under dressed. :) Just you wait, dear boy. Grant men aren't allowed to be too fond of their clothes.PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-26629720395358900852012-01-13T20:15:00.000-08:002012-01-13T20:16:31.510-08:00As truth and beauty shall together thriveFinally home. I'm so happy, I'm finally home.<br />
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I can't wait to see everyone. It feels like it's been forever and ever since I've been home. I could never get up the cash to come back even just for a weekend. And most weekends, we had assignments. Boarding school had a lot of assignments and outings to keep us busy.<br />
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Then the summers were for part time jobs so I could afford a few luxuries during the school year. Barnacle Bay doesn't have much employment for teens so I stayed near the school.<br />
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All up, coming home just wasn't possible.<br />
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Check it out, even the deer celebrate that I'm finally back.<br />
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By the time I got home, it was getting dark and I was tired from the travel. But there was a lot I wanted to do.<br />
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The first and most important thing was to find Dad. I dropped the bags by the front door as I went looking for him. I need a hug from him like I've never needed anything else.<br />
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I ran into his arms. "Daddy, I did it. I graduated with full honours." There was a small oof as I managed to squeeze the breath out of him.<br />
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"Kitten, I know and I am so proud of you." His big grin said it all.<br />
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"I've missed you guys so much. Thanks for all the letters."<br />
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"I've missed you a lot too, Kitten. It wasn't the same without my girl." I was torn for a moment between chatting with Dad more or seeing everyone else. I finally decided that I should say hello to everyone, there would be time to talk to Dad later.<br />
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So I went to talk to Shannon. She's looking so calm and happy. "Shannon, I have a question to ask you."<br />
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"Well, Catherine, go ahead," she smiled encouragingly at me.<br />
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"Can I call you Mom? Because..."<br />
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I didn't get any further. "Of course you can call me mom if you like." She pulled me into a big hug. "I was hoping we'd get to this some time. You're important to both of us and I'm just as proud of your accomplishments as I can be."<br />
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"That's so sweet of you. Do you know how much my other mother contacted me in the years I've been in school?" Shannon shook her head. "Never. Not once did I hear a peep from her."<br />
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I whispered to her, "I'm so glad that you've made Daddy so happy. I think you deserve each other."<br />
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Next I picked up Dixie. She's so big, I hate that I've missed all of her life so far. "Hey there, baby sister. Do you know who I am?"<br />
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Dixie looked at me with her big grey eyes. "Nooo. Don' know."<br />
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"I'm Catherine, your big sister."<br />
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She frowned in concentration for a moment. "Catrine?"<br />
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I laughed. "Close enough, you adorable munchkin. Can I get your nose?" She giggled as I lightly tapped her nose. "You have to be the most adorable child in Barnacle Bay. I can't think how you could be any cuter."<br />
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I spent a couple of minutes cuddling and chatting to Dixie.<br />
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By the time I'd seen everyone else it was already too late for me to talk to Mason. It was a school night and he was in bed. I'd just have to wait for my next chance.<br />
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The next day, I decided to wander around town and see if there was anything new. I did make it home for something I'd been missing lately. <br />
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Mason and Dixie were sharing a birthday party.<br />
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Mason blew out his candles first.<br />
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Then Shannon helped Dixie blow out her candles.<br />
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So my baby brother is a teen now. Wow, I can't believe that he's a teen.<br />
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And Dixie is ready to start school. I didn't think I'd been gone from home that long, but I guess the time passed quicker than I realised.<br />
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Dad called me over. "Kitten, would you like to pose for an ice sculpture?"<br />
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"Sure thing, Daddy. Will this pose do?"<br />
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"That's fine." He started preparing the ice. "I've heard from your mother."<br />
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The tone of voice said it all. He'd never refer to Shannon quite that way. "So, what's up?"<br />
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"She wanted us to know that she's now Mrs Alaina Kane."<br />
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It took me a moment to process. "I've met him. He's that red head dude she's been living with for years now. He seemed like a nice enough guy, I can't imagine how mom conned him into marriage. Does it bother you?"<br />
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"It might have once, but I have Shannon now and forever. If her new husband makes her happy, well, I'm glad for her."<br />
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"Speaking of happy."<br />
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"Yes, Kitten?"<br />
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"I was over at the restaurant today and meet someone. His name is Jared Van Allen."<br />
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"I don't think I've met him."<br />
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"Probably not, Daddy. He moved into town just the other day."<br />
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"At any rate, we walked over to the beach and before I quite knew what was happening, well..."<br />
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Dad looked at me speculatively. "Love?"<br />
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"It might just be a serious case of lust but it does feel like love, Daddy. We spent hours on the beach, just holding hands. He has the cutest expressions." I sighed. "It was a magical night."<br />
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"Early days in a relationship usually do feel magical."<br />
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"Actually, I meant it literally. A unicorn appeared on the beach not far away. It feels like that's a sign."<br />
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I do believe that unicorn was a sign. I want to see Jared again and I hope soon. Very soon.<br />
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Behind the scenes<br />
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Since Elizabeth and Derrick jumped into marriage, I decided that Cat was definitely not going to marry Derrick's younger brother Clayton. So I moved a few new Sims into the hood for her.<br />
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Ice Crisp (altheaquin and from Noir Nights)<br />
Qualifications - handsome dude, fond of children.<br />
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Jared Van Allen (from Camimh - Cami's Sims)<br />
Qualifications - handsome dude, hates wearing shirts<br />
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Ice! You are already boozing it up? It's not that tragic, surely?<br />
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Finally a vanilla'ed copy of Merlot Pinot Noir (berrypie and part of the Splash of Color story)<br />
Qualifications - umm, he's Merlot, that's surely enough.<br />
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Cat wasn't sure what to do with all these guys. So she wanted to give Ice a gift.<br />
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God, Merlot, you boozing it up too? What is it with you guys?<br />
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Jared! This is worse. You've gone completely away. Then again, there are single beds in that house - at least you left room for a friend...<br />
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Catherine isn't that bad, for heavens sake. She is a Grant girl so maybe not your usual standard of lovely but still.<br />
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Poor Cat. If she thinks her adult life is going to continue like this with attention from so many guys, she is going to be sorely disappointed.<br />
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Since the group thing wasn't working out, the next thing to try was individual outings. <br />
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Merlot went first because he happened to answer the door that evening.<br />
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So Cat asked him to go out (outing and not a date at this point).<br />
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They did switch to date pretty quickly and enjoyed a bit of star watching.<br />
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Which put them in a good mood.<br />
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She tried flowers but things weren't moving that quick and it was very late. So after about 1/2 a date, she ended it and went home.<br />
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Merlot - the date is over, why did you follow her home? That was very odd, she had definitely ended the date at that point. So she talked to him a little then sent him home.<br />
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Next morning, it was Ice's turn. Now this was a promising start, meeting a girl in undies.<br />
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They did a tour.<br />
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And then Ice started to show *exactly* how interesting he found Cat. Because she would flirt, and he'd respond by chatting or brightening her day or ... well, pretty much anything other then flirt back.<br />
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Ok, and he offered her flowers of purity not romance.<br />
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Then he took flowers from Nina Caliente while still on a date with Catherine. That means that he's out of the running entirely. You just don't do that.<br />
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Ice now lives in a small house way out of town with 100 simeleons to his name. He's lucky he doesn't have 2 or 3 babies as well. You don't do that on a date!<br />
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Ice and Merlot were both going to be at work so the next lucky victi...er...date was Jared.<br />
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Cat did one round of Compliments and Flirts and after that, they both kept it up. Very very happily. <br />
(Serious pic span of the date. Some of the sepia versions are in the story but I left the rest down here so you can see the original and altered pics.)<br />
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Jared and cat 1<br />
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Jared and cat 2<br />
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Jared and cat 3<br />
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Jared and cat 4<br />
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Jared and cat 5<br />
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Jared and cat 6<br />
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Jared and cat 7<br />
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Jared and cat 8 <br />
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Jared and cat last<br />
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Other bonus pics<br />
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Thomas behave! The only females here to do the "You're hot" is the wife of your best friend or his daughter who used to go out with one of your sons. Can you say "Off limits"?<br />
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Besides, you love Zayne. <br />
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Mason glitch - my sims to teen usually like to start off as giraffe wannabes.<br />
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Shannon read to sleep (in your bed?) - Later I found that Dixie did go to her own bed to sleep the rest of the night.<br />
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Our doggie, Muffin. I aged the puppy up because I was tired of needing to check up on her quite so often. And I gave her a heart mark.PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-70552963224507205932012-01-09T18:22:00.000-08:002012-01-13T20:49:13.470-08:00Just some random pics while waiting for CatherinePictures from the last two days while we were patiently waiting for Catherine to come home. No story, just pics.<br />
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Quick note - in case you've forgotten. John Edward (Johnny) Grant has a half sister Brooke. Brooke and husband Hans have three children; Picasso, Elizabeth and Leonardo. Johnny's oldest is Catherine from his first wife. Mason and Dixie are children from his second wife. <br />
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I'm still not fond of IF but little Dixie loves hers.<br />
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Sleepover night == cocoons of children everywhere. They just seem to flop where ever there is space at bedtime. Zonk.<br />
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Johnny's first marriage to Alaina was a huge mistake. They got along but it wasn't a good marriage and she played around - a lot.<br />
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Shannon and he have a great relationship. They go all lovey at the slightest provocation. If I tell them flirt, they'll take it from there.<br />
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Ok, word of warning here. Mittens just ate a parrot that was in the bird tree. I noticed in time to watch the final feathers fall. Do not have bird trees in a house with a cat.<br />
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Speaking of lovey dovey, Alaina Grant and Travis Kane actually out somewhere together. He's been living with her for some time, but they never go further or break off. I think she's still a tramp and has a few more lovers on the side.<br />
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As far as I know, he doesn't. But he could be hiding a few lovers and SP just doesn't tell me.<br />
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So it was interesting to see them actually be a couple out in a random park.<br />
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I gave Mason the LTW of Zoologist. If you have the Collection Helper, it's a disgustingly easy LTW - he should finish before he leaves high school. But it's expensive because you need 20 small pets and buying the cages and buying them food at least once a day adds up. (Hmm, Carl's Sims says they don't have to keep them. That would save money.)<br />
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I must say they went to some effort to make the various small animals interesting.<br />
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Muffin was in a chewing mood. Humbug, bad puppy.<br />
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You really can't do enough with the puppies. They can't go up or down stairs. They can't get into the pet toy box. They can't get into the bigger dog houses. Sheesh.<br />
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Why did Picasso (Brooke and Hans Grant oldest son) decide to interrupt a Kane family outing. Yes, this is the same lot of Kanes that I used over in World Adventures with the Grants. But in this blog, they are pretty much just doing what they please. The oldest son James is dating Picasso's younger brother Leonardo. Abbey is romantically involved with Bob Leman, the youngest of the Leman boys.<br />
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I always make sure daddy spends lots of time toddler training.<br />
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Mason is talented like his dad. He floats!<br />
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This is the coolest looking bird. Hawk body, owl head.<br />
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Leonardo and Hans Grant. Hans and Brooke had three lovely kids, I must say. Even if the boys got dad's bright red hair. (Hans's mom was Autumn Cusack pizza delivery girl)<br />
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Just a stroller shot.<br />
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Mittens tackled Mason knocking him over. Mittens is quite the handful.<br />
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Mason told him off for that.<br />
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The pets move in their sleep from dreams. AWWWW.<br />
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Elizabeth Grant, Brooke and Hans second child. She just aged to young adult. Very pretty girl.<br />
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Derrick Leman, the oldest son of Thomas Leman and Zayne Hunter. He spent his teen years dating Elizabeth and the day they grew up, they got married. I hope Elizabeth feeds him up a bit, he's just bones.<br />
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Derrick moved in with Brooke, Hans, Leo and Elizabeth Grant. They have plenty of beds in that place. <br />
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Johnny got hair dye - booby trap.<br />
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It didn't make him happy.<br />
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Not many Sims can make this outfit cute.<br />
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cuddle the puppy!<br />
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Love the tail on this stray cat.<br />
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Muffin meets stray cat.<br />
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Shannon is a good mom.<br />
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And her boy appreciates it.<br />
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Scouting has taught him a lot too.<br />
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Shannon and Dixie<br />
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There still isn't much for paparazzi to do in town but report on Johnny.<br />
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Some of the Sim sculptures are cool.<br />
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Very cool indeed.<br />
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Thomas wandered over for a chat.<br />
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I like how the highlights in his random shirt match his hair.<br />
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I still love Thomas. My first real CAS and quite a nice guy. Sigh.<br />
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Sunset over BB<br />
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Sunset 2<br />
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Mittens spent most of the day over in the cat park. He conned food out of Jericho Seastrider. Jericho from Avanis married Lily Darkshore (ghost vampire) and they just had a baby. I can't wait to see the genetics of that combo.<br />
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There must be something about our appliances. First Mason and now a repair person got into them.<br />
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I'm sure you will be impressed with everything that I've learned. Music of all sorts, art and sculpture of all styles. It's been an intense time.<br />
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There's no one here that I'll particularly miss though. I've never really connected with any of other kids really fully. Penpals for a few years and slowly drift away from each other is my guess.<br />
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I can tell that Dixie is getting her unfair share of attention. Between you and Shannon, I bet Dixie rarely has more than a few minutes of being hungry or lonely before one of you turns up.<br />
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I see that eventually you decided to try metal sculpting again. I hope this time you remembered to keep the torch well away from your posterior. Because I do not want to come home to flame-broiled Dad. That is not on.<br />
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Dad, I'm so pleased you sent the series of pictures with the wild horse. That's a really pretty horse.<br />
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It's so cool that you're slowly convincing the horse to trust you.<br />
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But isn't it a bit scary to get up close to something that much bigger than you are? <br />
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Still it looks like you were doing very well with the horse. Does this mean I'll get to ride it someday?<br />
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Hmm, probably not. I can't see us keeping a horse on our tiny lot.<br />
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Mittens seems to be quite the hunter. If you hadn't sent the picture of him jumping like that, I wouldn't have believed that he could.<br />
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Ok, so Shannon wanted to show off where she works but surely Dixie is too young to take to a proper restaurant? I mean, I know you both think the local sitters aren't terribly good but surely for a couple of hours it would have been fine? I hope for the sake of the other customers that she was a very quiet baby.<br />
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Looks like there is an advantage to having a lot at the edge of town. Raccoons, horses and deer wander through, that's pretty neat, Dad.<br />
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Your sculpture did turn out interesting. And selling what was scrap metal for over $900 must have felt pretty good.<br />
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I must say the new swing you bought for Dixie with the sculpture money looks adorable. It has to be the cutest thing evar. <br />
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The story is that Shannon went to the park to grill some dogs to keep in practice at cooking. The fridge at home is nearly overflowing with leftovers as it is so she decided to feed the rest of town for a change.<br />
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Thomas came up and mentioned that he had some puppies that were ready to give away and he'd love it if you guys took one.<br />
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So you went over and picked up a puppy and brought her home.<br />
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She looks very cute. <br />
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And it looks like the puppy is getting to know the rest of the family pretty well. That's a good thing, I'm sure.<br />
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Man, I am so very very sorry that I've been missing everything that happens at home. First Mason has a birthday, then Dixie being born and now look at her.<br />
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She's getting so big already. It makes me sad that my baby sister doesn't know me at all. And Mason must barely remember me, he was still so small when I left for school.<br />
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That's a very pretty hair colour that Dixie has. That's from your dad? The only picture you have of granddad is after he's gone grey you know.<br />
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Poor Mason, his first try at the chemistry set didn't work too well, did it?<br />
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Oh, Dad. I know boys will be boys but you are letting Mason collect small animals?<br />
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Yeah, yeah, I know you SAY he'll be the one taking care of them but do you honestly think he'll remember them? Especially cleaning the cages? I'll bet you and Shannon will be doing that far too much. Still, he found a shrew, that's pretty cool.<br />
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I'm glad that Mason organised a sleepover for one weekend. It's good for him to get to know the kids his age better.<br />
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Love you guys and I will be home soon now. <br />
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Shannon, just a little hint - baby goes IN stroller.<br />
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Mason, that is not the approved way to get leftovers out of the fridge. <br />
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Johnny can float in mid-air. Gotta believe in magic. :P<br />
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Inverse Cerberus - one head and three tails. Actually that the mom and her pups sharing the one space. No one came to any harm from it. <br />
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Poor Mittens - would you believe that it's a beetle putting up that much of a fight?<br />
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Stray animals and newspapers. If your Sims don't read them, it's really time to cancel them.<br />
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And they called it Puppy Love.<br />
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Hmm, what evil plots come to mind when you are a guest at a sleepover? Too bad he can't do stuff like set traps in someone else's household, that would be ideal. (If you read my other blogs, you might know this Sim.)<br />
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For the impatient - Dixie grown. She's perfect, she has Sammy hair and eyes (I forget that this blog is so slow that Dixie is a granddaughter of Sam. I was really surprised by the hair and eyes until I remembered.) She has way more Shannon facial features which means she's just lovely.<br />
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Tell Shannon that withholding cookies until a letter arrives is blackmail! Positively blackmail. And it works too. So the box of cookies should be sent soon, please? We could all starve if the cookies don't arrive.<br />
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Things are going well enough. The school does insist that we do a few things beyond art, like maths and history. Everyone complains when we do them but I have a feeling that knowing things beyond art is a good idea. How else will I know if an agent rips me off if I don't know enough about money? <br />
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I've moved to a different art class. I don't think you'd like our teacher, he insists that all great artists are at least slightly mad. I'm pretty sure that you're not mad, and from what you've said about granddad, he wasn't either.<br />
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In music, I'm doing well on guitar and keyboard but not so well on drums or bass. So if you haven't gotten a band together by the time I get home, well, you'll just have to be my bass man.<br />
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Wow, so much stuff happening at home. There's a new pet store? And you bought a bird because you just fell in love with it? <br />
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I can't wait to meet Green Hornet. He sounds pretty cool and he is very handsome in that picture you sent. Does he talk yet?<br />
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I'm so jealous that there's a ice cream van in town now. I can't image how many summer evenings would have been even better with ice cream.<br />
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So I'm sending a few simoleons to give to Mason. Tell him to enjoy an ice cream from his big sister, won't you?<br />
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You adopted a cat too? He's a bit hyper but doesn't destroy stuff. Hyper might not be good if he runs around too much, but I guess you know what you're doing. I can see why you called him Mittens, with those four white paws.<br />
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Shannon tells me that she's not impressed that you still panic when a baby is due. It's your third time around after all and she has to do all the hard work.<br />
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She didn't even trust you to drive, you were in such a state.<br />
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The result is that I have a little sister and you've named her Dixie? I'm glad that everything went smoothly and Shannon and Dixie are both fine. <br />
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I used the picture you sent as inspiration in painting class. About half the girls were very excited by the ideas of babies and half thought babies were icky things. The boys universally thought that babies are icky things.<br />
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That's a new bird, a new cat and a new baby all in the space of a week? Wow, Dad, were you thinking at all? Maybe I was wrong, you are mad. Just teasing. At any rate, it sounds like you are going to be very busy with the baby and pets.<br />
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Give my love to everyone, I hope I can make it home soon. <br />
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Technical note: Cat did ring home with the message about 'Great Artists are Mad'. It was the first time we've heard from her since she left.<br />
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The return of Sir Bricks-a-lot. I hate to think how many of these my Sims 2 made with the toy bench, trying to improve their skills. I laughed to see him.PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-68655932451730542762011-10-02T00:11:00.000-07:002011-10-16T16:34:05.300-07:00So long as Sims can breathe or eyes can seeHi Dad,<br />
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Sorry, I know, I never write. There never seems to be time to write. Our classes have a lot of monthly projects or performances or presentations. I'm barely getting the first done when the next one comes up.<br />
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At least I'm getting along better with other students. We all have major bitch sessions over lunch and over the group dinners. There are enough group based projects that I've really gotten to know a fair number of those my age. I do feel for the younger kids, some of them are shipped here the minute they turn old enough for school. It's very hard on them.<br />
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I'm pleased to hear that Shannon's pregnancy is going well. It must be a relief for both of you that she's over the morning sickness at long last.<br />
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Also the checkup in the hospital when they said all was going fine and you were going to be getting a baby girl. It's just as well that both of you agree that a girl would be a good
addition to the family. I guess those scans might sometimes be wrong but
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I'm going to have a little sister? That's cool. <br />
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Although, next time Dad, you can leave out some of the details. Some of things in that last letter were definitely TMI! <br />
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Tell Shannon that her care packages are much appreciated and quickly devoured. I think a few kids are being friendly just to get a cookie. The key lime pie was delish, in spite of the freezing and shipping. There are a couple of teachers wanting to know if Shannon would consider sending them pies, if they pay for them.<br />
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So you are finding that Mason is a bit of a bookworm? He certainly seemed to be surrounded by books at home. Or were you just worried that he was spending too much time banging the baby xylophone?<br />
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Actually, it sounds like you and Mason had a very good day before his birthday. Play, books, tickle and a nice stroll around the neighborhood.<br />
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So you had a major stint moonlighting at the local pub?<br />
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That sounds really great. Especially the bit where the normal bartender told you that your drinks were wasted on his clients. You must be doing something right if he told you that.<br />
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I really want to send my apologies to Mason. I really did want to come home for his birthday, but that money you sent let me buy my very own portable keyboard. The school does have a few that can be rented but they are always out of tune. How an electric keyboard gets out of tune is a bit beyond me but they sound awful. <br />
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Mason gets to start school next week? Just imagine, you could have had some nice quiet time with Shannon once Mason went to school, but no, there will be another baby before you know what happened.<br />
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And yes, he can use my room since the baby will need the crib. I'd warn him not to touch my stuff, but he'll probably think it's all cooty infested anyway, since it belongs to his sister.<br />
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So, my cousin Leonardo has a boyfriend? I hope Aunt Brooke and Uncle Hans are ok with that. Still, it sounds like he and James might be a good couple. <br />
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Gratuitous Grant butt shot.<br />
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I'd forgotten that Johnny had a pretty decent looking tattoo.<br />
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Mason grew up in half reasonable clothesPiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-21072016139212286712011-09-01T01:24:00.000-07:002011-10-16T16:34:26.986-07:00We are such Sims As dreams are made onHi Dad,<br />
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Thanks for the letter. I've been missing you guys too.<br />
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It is taking some time to get used to this school. It's not easy to fit in, some of the kids have been here since forever and they all have established groups. I feel like such an outsider.<br />
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On the other hand, there's so much opportunity to do art. We have sketch pads that we carry everywhere - random drawing in classes is encouraged.<br />
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I don't know when I'll get the chance to visit. Travel is so expensive and I don't have much to spare after buying supplies for school.<br />
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I'm glad to hear that your fame as a sculptor is definitely spreading. That lovely ice urn must have been quite the talking point at the party.<br />
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I see that Mason continues to grow like a little weed. He'll be starting school before anyone knows what happened.<br />
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You will make sure Mason knows his big sister is missing him?<br />
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It's really cool that you've invented a new drink. I'm looking forward to trying it, and watching you play hotshot at the bar sometime. <br />
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I'm glad to hear that you've been practicing bass too. When are you going to join a band, Dad? It would be cool if my dad were in a band.<br />
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It looks like half my class was down at Hogan's doing their homework. There must have been a field trip that day.<br />
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I don't know the boy Lizzie was sharing a table with. I must admit, I'm kind of glad that Clayton was sitting on his own.<br />
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I'm sorry to hear that Shannon is still having problems with morning sickness. Are you both excited about another baby?<br />
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Let Shannon know that her care package of cookies was much appreciated. I caught one girl trying to find the last few crumbs in the box at 2 in the morning.<br />
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Love and hugs all around<br />
CatherinePiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-61282645381084493852011-07-25T06:03:00.000-07:002012-01-02T20:01:24.527-08:00There is no art either good or bad, but thinking makes it so<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3VWTNwypy_T4dEQQFlU2P_3_ntiQ8zUJI10yaSyukmAS_131esUkBIBERfq1DS9rgUI3f3xJxGEhshI5vvbN4IfN_bunyE6kOCMBdiM2a69PhyphenhyphenWqFzN6c9BpGZ1iBaWEk4eiG-bu5Q6g/s1600/Screenshot-1469_25_07_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3VWTNwypy_T4dEQQFlU2P_3_ntiQ8zUJI10yaSyukmAS_131esUkBIBERfq1DS9rgUI3f3xJxGEhshI5vvbN4IfN_bunyE6kOCMBdiM2a69PhyphenhyphenWqFzN6c9BpGZ1iBaWEk4eiG-bu5Q6g/s400/Screenshot-1469_25_07_11.jpg" width="357" /></a></div>Dad still gets the attention of the local paparazzi. He does his best to ignore it but when they come on the property, it's a bit harder.<br />
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Clayton was at a table playing computer games, but I didn't feel like talking to him. I was still miffed that he'd ditch me for work then blame me that we didn't have a good date. Honestly, boys.<br />
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"Hey, Derrick, what's happenin'?"<br />
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"Not much. You?"<br />
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"Just chillin'. You still seeing my cousin Lizzie?"<br />
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"Umm, well, yes. Sort of."<br />
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"Well, there's this other girl. I really like both of them."<br />
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Grr, boys, who needs them? I decided it was time to go home.<br />
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"No sweetie. The square peg goes there. It doesn't fit the round hole."<br />
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Now was going to be as good a time as any to talk to him. Before he gets so engrossed that nothing will break his concentration.<br />
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"What about Kitten?"<br />
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"Well, that boarding school. I've made up my mind."<br />
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"Well, if you are sure we can afford it, I think boarding school would be a great way to get out of this place."<br />
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"Kitten? You sound upset. "<br />
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I told Daddy about Clayton, about Mom, well, about everything. It all just spilled out, a cascade of words and finally tears.<br />
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"Kitten, running away isn't a real answer. Life hurts, sometimes." He sighed. "I did love your mother you know."<br />
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"Dad, I promise, it's not just running away. The school sounds great, way more interesting then the public school here. I think I'd enjoy it." Dad gave me a look. "Ok, it is a bit of running away too, but please Dad?"<br />
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"I doubt this will change your mind, but Clayton is just taking after his father. Thomas never could resist trying his luck with a new girl but his wife Zayne has never said a bad word about him. He always comes home, Zayne is the only real love in his life." He looked at me attentively. "There's no turning back once you're enrolled. Are you positive?"<br />
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"Yes Dad."<br />
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Dad went into the house for 15 minutes. He gave me the thumbs up when he came back out. "All set. They send a taxi for you tomorrow at 9."<br />
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Most of the day was spent doing the usual things. Dad had a major fit when the sink broke, again.<br />
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One thing, Dad and Mason won't be starving while I'm gone. Not with Shannon here.<br />
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"Now Kitten, we aren't made of money, but if there is something you really need, let us know. I'll see what I can do."<br />
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"Thanks Dad."<br />
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"And you write home. Or call home. Or both."<br />
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"Yes Dad."<br />
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"Oh Daddy!"<br />
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I miss my family already.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheLiyBB9dagEqrmlFUmFZK-un7zu_iY4to-QqADLZtvYQ4R3_YIJXmvz5WAy0xAGKxeT0LQWag2HBwKR8WYeKjF3wUaDyn8hGagYzwKyNLcdG0aENc2IttdGXEpVRFpPxHuSbtZcWW3KE/s1600/Screenshot-1495_25_07_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheLiyBB9dagEqrmlFUmFZK-un7zu_iY4to-QqADLZtvYQ4R3_YIJXmvz5WAy0xAGKxeT0LQWag2HBwKR8WYeKjF3wUaDyn8hGagYzwKyNLcdG0aENc2IttdGXEpVRFpPxHuSbtZcWW3KE/s400/Screenshot-1495_25_07_11.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Poor Johnny. He spent a lot of money on that rock to sculpt. The little gem stone he got here when it broke doesn't even slightly cope for the value.PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-18957340679370195882011-06-28T05:44:00.000-07:002012-01-02T20:01:24.496-08:00To School or Not to School, That is the Question<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsHyHaVj8BH1g9NWUIT3atb1FM2oQxp-UBG5D8mbAkOmPPw4fgQTIWSTzaRIFqgczeb6eQGPTmOCJjh5ug-5ngHTTDV7bH_T052SQw5vuU8zS2PPh0dYlKW9yU6yntHCwt-rQa_z18wik/s1600/Screenshot-1287_28_06_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsHyHaVj8BH1g9NWUIT3atb1FM2oQxp-UBG5D8mbAkOmPPw4fgQTIWSTzaRIFqgczeb6eQGPTmOCJjh5ug-5ngHTTDV7bH_T052SQw5vuU8zS2PPh0dYlKW9yU6yntHCwt-rQa_z18wik/s400/Screenshot-1287_28_06_11.jpg" width="298" /></a></div>"Kitten, could we talk?"<br />
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"About what, Dad?"<br />
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"Well, I just heard about this school you could go to that specializes in the arts. They promise to foster talent in painting, music and other arts."<br />
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"A new school?"<br />
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"Well, Kitten, not only a new school, but it's on the mainland. You'll have to live there. So you'll be leaving us and your school friends behind."<br />
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"Leave? Dad?"<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH4JT9xewjfHchuVcN6yXQO4oHPxgELF8oYGDkJPdoBkV88V9EqC8ACtgdTwzeBO1VgIc21nQFh5BXSiPkCRhSkYtp6eu1MGOv702A2W26EhtUtdmMoMxmY0_d7DXQlXBQxEHiU4q1oXI/s1600/Screenshot-1288_28_06_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH4JT9xewjfHchuVcN6yXQO4oHPxgELF8oYGDkJPdoBkV88V9EqC8ACtgdTwzeBO1VgIc21nQFh5BXSiPkCRhSkYtp6eu1MGOv702A2W26EhtUtdmMoMxmY0_d7DXQlXBQxEHiU4q1oXI/s400/Screenshot-1288_28_06_11.jpg" width="368" /></a></div>"Kitten, I'm not trying to get rid of you. Cause you know that I love you kid. It's just that this is an excellent school that will help you grow as an artist and I don't want to deprive you of the opportunity."<br />
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"Dad, umm. Can I think about it?"<br />
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"Sure Kitten. We have a few days before the registration deadline."<br />
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I've heard it said that blood is thicker than water. In this family, art is thicker than either. My Aunt and Uncle and my cousins all are artists of various types. Dad has sculpture and his bass.<br />
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A school that really fosters artistic talents is very tempting. Leaving home and my friends is less so. <br />
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"Hey, so's my Dad."<br />
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"What, you want to go to an Art School?"<br />
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"But if we go to separate schools, we'll never have a chance to see each other."<br />
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"There's chat, phones, email, post."<br />
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"Clayton! How can I do this on the phone?" I kissed him softly.<br />
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"You want to go into town and catch a movie?" I nodded. We found a taxi and stopped outside the theatre. "Damn, Cat. I was supposed to be at work 15 minutes ago. Catch you."<br />
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Ditched in front of the theatre. So much for Clayton helping me decide.<br />
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I tried ringing my cousin Elizabeth. As it turned out, she was at work too.<br />
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There is one more person in town I really should talk to.<br />
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"Hey, Mom. Dad's thinking that I should go to a private school. Did you go to private school?"<br />
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"Oh yes, I was at a school for gifted athletes. I won quite the pile of medals during my time there."<br />
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"Dad is thinking I should go to an arts school."<br />
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"Mom!"<br />
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"It's boring. I don't care about styles, colours, materials, masters or any of that other garbage."<br />
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"Mom! I love art."<br />
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"Then go talk to your father. I don't care."<br />
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"Catherine! Don't you take that tone with me young lady."<br />
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"Why not? It's not like you really give a rat's hindquarters about me. My step-mother is an infinitely better mother than you ever were."<br />
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I turned to storm out the door. Then turned back one last time.<br />
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"Oh, and aren't you a bit old to keep catting around town? Fewer and fewer guys around town are going to be picking up your bills. Maybe you should try conning one into marriage before it's too late."<br />
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Well, I think I've decided what I'm going to tell Dad when I get home.PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-15484605117830686462011-05-31T04:19:00.000-07:002012-01-02T20:01:24.482-08:00He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.Not a terribly long update, this time. I have school, and not a lot is really happening around home.<br />
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If Dad isn't in with Mason.<br />
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[sigh] My mom never spent as much time with me, I'm sure of it. My first memories are of Dad. I remember Dad always being there and close. Mom? No, definitely not. <br />
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Uncle Hans was there too, so they played together for quite some time. The two of them play well together, though Uncle Hans has the edge in technique.<br />
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I never notice the cool benches in the park that use anchors as legs.<br />
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Dad and Uncle Hans did just fine with tips. <br />
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Patty Abe makes for an interesting customer. She can argue with herself and lose. Not many other people lose arguments with themselves like that. Dad said she was two for the price of one.<br />
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She's been missing the kitchens at the cafe. Cooking more dishes for a bigger variety of people is what she loves.<br />
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She's been put in plenty of practice cooking here and our dinners have never been better.<br />
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It's not easy balancing school and any sort of social life.<br />
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I've also heard that Clayton's been making eyes at another girl in our class. Should I cry or cut him to ribbons?<br />
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Probably cry.<br />
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It wasn't much of a success though. Dad said he earned less then 10 dollars. He's decided to wait until he is much more practiced at making drinks.<br />
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It was just us the birthday, Dad thinks parties for babies would be pretty lame. And I had school the next day.<br />
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Bonus pics<br />
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I'm glad that this marriage is working out for Dad. Cause he is my best friend. He deserves happiness big time after Mom.<br />
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Fortunately for all of us, that worked.<br />
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"Why?"<br />
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"Her mom caught fire when she was a baby. Knowing that I caught fire might freak her out a little."<br />
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"Ok Dad."<br />
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Travis seemed nice enough. I wonder when he'll get sick of the parade of other lovers Mom seems to have.<br />
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So they decided to extend the house a bit and add a new room for the baby. Blue is a major theme here. If I get a sister, she'll have to learn to love blue since I don't think Dad can afford another decorator just yet.<br />
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Shannon was very surprised and happy when she stepped into the room.<br />
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Dad tells me that he's hoping I'll be an artist someday. Art is the family tradition after all.<br />
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Clayton is just so adorable.<br />
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Dad was muttering that it's beyond time for him to sell the stuff he collected from trips and put the money into more house renovations. Can't say I blame him, that sink managed to flood the kitchen in just an hour. <br />
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I went along too, though they didn't let me in the maternity ward. That would have sucked big time except...<br />
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I was so happy to see him, I didn't ask why he was here. I hope there isn't anything wrong with his family.<br />
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Oh, and there is something about Clayton and Catherine. She asked to visit his house after school on her own, then he turns up at the hospital that evening. He's just everywhere.<br />
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New banner - done by me as opposed to someone good with artwork. :)PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298687670705983915.post-61931671133988204642011-04-09T03:24:00.000-07:002011-06-30T20:21:45.026-07:00There was one who was famed for the number of things He forgot when he entered the ship:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2snWZ1TefFmrHuHP6DiTStd186WP876uBuJ7kGzfUjpN1ZmtnNilNwWgKlkPnC7EAJoQ9yt4apH764tW72s0rFTJy1D3m2osKOS_kxDv8_mAKvHoprY5_YdBfweia2lItT2tVyXbXdQY/s1600/Screenshot-513_09_04_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2snWZ1TefFmrHuHP6DiTStd186WP876uBuJ7kGzfUjpN1ZmtnNilNwWgKlkPnC7EAJoQ9yt4apH764tW72s0rFTJy1D3m2osKOS_kxDv8_mAKvHoprY5_YdBfweia2lItT2tVyXbXdQY/s400/Screenshot-513_09_04_11.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>My dad and his new wife - my new step-mom.<br />
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Yes, Dad, there's some time before school.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6A8cIFSfHC9tT2DFn6-hT6NiRHDXqIxT3bYXGbBOluEgh5HVNSaWO-6V1gOZy9cf4oSKkCKWnLcrcTWHmvFfuOMf-pDw7Yeu8OENcUQ6YtjB_ZiVxFXrXdGuFBC7P36fBA63VMBu0m5Y/s1600/Screenshot-518_09_04_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6A8cIFSfHC9tT2DFn6-hT6NiRHDXqIxT3bYXGbBOluEgh5HVNSaWO-6V1gOZy9cf4oSKkCKWnLcrcTWHmvFfuOMf-pDw7Yeu8OENcUQ6YtjB_ZiVxFXrXdGuFBC7P36fBA63VMBu0m5Y/s400/Screenshot-518_09_04_11.jpg" width="336" /></a></div>Kitten, you might have noticed by now. Shannon and I are expecting a baby. You are going to have a little brother or sister soon.<br />
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I had noticed, Dad. She is showing a bit.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8RCXln3y4U3-WsYIkfFO9jg2XX2p2Q-v93KrEcbezJUXTJJALdAWW9lvgXHKpaanQ2ZHdKM7RrZfGCODnNnrNiUcsbw6AXHpk6OSeHn_a8WAmPQidoEGLOniuCuYLKY2GbuTKQpZENW4/s1600/Screenshot-519_09_04_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8RCXln3y4U3-WsYIkfFO9jg2XX2p2Q-v93KrEcbezJUXTJJALdAWW9lvgXHKpaanQ2ZHdKM7RrZfGCODnNnrNiUcsbw6AXHpk6OSeHn_a8WAmPQidoEGLOniuCuYLKY2GbuTKQpZENW4/s400/Screenshot-519_09_04_11.jpg" width="347" /></a></div>I wanted you to know that when the baby comes, if you want to stay with your mom or your aunt, you certainly can.<br />
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I wouldn't want to stay with mom. That red head guy she lives with seems ok but some of her other suitors aren't nice. There's one that insists I call him dad. There's one that insists I call him Mr. They mostly treat me like I'm a baby and I hate that.<br />
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I could feel the baby move. I really will have a baby brother or sister soon.<br />
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His playing was much approved, he earned a few hundred Simoleons for a morning of playing.<br />
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Yeah, Clayton changed from black hair to his dad's hair, which matches his brothers. :) His hair was pink like his mom originally. Carrot hair suits better.PiB - Nicarrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17798991335165490144noreply@blogger.com10