This blog is 99% Simblr - a place for my Sims 3 pictures, stories, but very occasionally I might post other miscellaneous stuff I think is cool. Right now I'm doing the Butterworth Legacy. It is absolutely not a serious story AT ALL. It's written 100% tongue-in-cheek - for the most part I don't plan what happens to my Sims, I just log what they do on their own, in diary format. Hope you enjoy!
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Sometimes I look around our house at all the things we’ve accomplished, and I look at my beautiful wife and kids and I’m just so happy. Things were so hard for me in the beginning, but now everything is really looking up. Vickie makes good money from her novels, I make good money from my inventions and sculpting, and we even have a nice little savings account. I haven’t even thought about dumpster diving in weeks. Funny how things can change so much in so little time. Our hard work has really paid off.
Aaron didn’t do so well in the Haunted House. He lost all of his hydration and almost wilted! It was actually pretty scary, but he found a shower in time. I felt a little weird myself after I went through. Almost like I was…floating or something. Really odd! They do a good job of scaring people!
Today we took the whole family to the Fall Festival. This time Vickie and I entered the pie-eating contest together and Vickie won! She won Key Lime pie, just like I did the year before. I wonder if they’ll ever have any other flavors, because I’m getting kind of sick of that one. I’m pretty sure there’s still some of it left over in the fridge from last season!
Aaron was next and we were right - he’s a Plant Sim! And a damned good-looking one, too. His facial features look a lot like his mother’s. He’s really just like any other kid - he plays video games, he watches TV, and he complains about going to bed too early. The only difference is he doesn’t ever have to go to the bathroom or eat, he just needs to make sure he stays hydrated and doesn’t wilt. That doesn’t sound so bad to me!
He’ll be going to school soon. Storybrook seems to have some supernatural Sims here and there and everyone seems pretty open minded about them. I still worry, though. But if anyone messes with my kid, I’ll invent something that will teach them a lesson or two.
Today both the boys had birthdays! Mason was first and I have to say, I think he looks a lot like me! He has Vickie’s skin coloring but otherwise, he is a total chip off the old block. Ha! I think I just made a sculpting joke.
To be continued…
Author’s Note: Mason is freaking ADORABLE. That is all.
My sculpting is much better these days! I’ve started working with ice now, and I’m currently making this really cool pillar! I’m not quite sure how it’s standing up on its own considering how narrow the base is. I’ll have to be careful that it doesn’t fall over and crush Mason. Maybe I should move the baby swing. It sure would save me some time if I don’t have to pick splinters out of his skin when I make a wood sculpture.
Today I saw a really weird thing. The mail lady came today and after she dropped off our mail, she started playing with a raccoon. For a minute it seemed like it was actually playing back with her, but then when she started running around the entryway wanting the raccoon to chase her, it just looked at her like, “What the hell is this lady doing?” Which is pretty much what I was thinking. Maybe the mail lady needs a day off. I know I wouldn’t mind it if the bills were late for once!
I think Vickie is getting pretty overwhelmed with a toddler and an infant in the house. She took Mason with her to the bookstore yesterday and when she got home she set him down by the mailbox when she paid the bills and then she forgot about him. She heard him screaming about 15 minutes later and went to go get him. Good thing it wasn’t hailing or freezing or anything.
Well, I’m officially middle-aged now. Vickie made me a cake and even cleaned up the dishes for me so I didn’t have to spit out flies while I was eating! I thought that was nice. She also told me that she’s expecting another baby! I told her that was the best birthday present she could have given me.
P.S. I did check the lunar calendar and this time the baby won’t be born on a full moon, so hopefully there won’t be any more surprises! Not that I love Aaron any less for it…it’s just that it’ll be nice to know what to expect!
Aaron’s birthday was yesterday and now he’s a toddler. His differences are becoming a little more obvious - he’s got bright green hair and yellow eyes! He still doesn’t eat or use the potty, but he’s the smartest, sweetest kid ever. If I had to guess, I’d say that Aaron is a Plant Sim, but we won’t know for sure until he’s a child. It doesn’t matter. The flowers he leaves behind when he crawls make the house smell amazing.
Vickie spends a lot of time writing, and she doesn’t really have any time to cook meals. I get that. But our fridge always has cereal or canned soup or ice cream or SOMETHING to eat that’s easy. And, you know, FRESH. But no. She insists on licking up mold and flies from dirty dishes. I will never understand this woman.
I continue to practice sculpting. Today I made some weird sort of head-like shape out of wood. It’s pretty hideous. I’m not giving up yet, though. I still make the occasional widget or floor hygienator to help with our income and Vickie’s writing career is really starting to take off. If I keep at it, maybe I’ll sculpt a Masterpiece!
Today we took Aaron to the beach. Luckily the place was pretty empty so we could just lay him on the sand while we did whatever we wanted to! I built a sandcastle while Vickie went swimming. We played Frisbee for a while, too. Aaron even laid there calmly while Vickie and I snuck into one of the lodges for a little “alone time.” I know you might be thinking that we’re terrible parents, but he really was fine. Having a baby that never needs fed or changed sure is nice, even if he is some sort of a mutant.