Saturday, January 10, 2009

Emma King Winter 08

Emma is 26

Remember my
one night stand at that bar? Well guess who I saw walking past my house? Yes, Xander. I almost fainted. Okay, not really, but it was still a surprise to see him. And he's even sexier without the red lights from the night club/bar. To bad he's getting married. I could actually see myself having a relationship with him.

I can't help but to wonder if I will ever find the right sim to settle down with a start a family. I mean Rupert is great, but he definitely not the kind of guy you'd take home to meet your mom. I know that. This is why, no matter how hard it may be, I have to give him up. He's no good for me. And we are not on the same page, we do not want to same things. And I need to end this before it gets to serious.

I think I'm coming down with that flu that's going around. So why is it that the first thing that pops into be head when my stomach starts to flip, is that I could be pregnant? I have no idea. Lame! There is no way. I was careful, with both Rupert and Xander. I may have been a bit tipsy, but I'm on the pill. So no way at all, nope, don't think so!

Yeah, after I finished breakfast I made a mad dash to the toilet. Time to face the music. I could be pregnant. Such a scary thought. And the worst part is I don't know who the father is. Does that make me a slut?

I looked in my medicine cabinet and found an old pregnancy test from when I was still with David. Poor guy. :( He wanted to start a family even before we got married, but I wasn't ready. I still wanted to live life and just be me and him. No little ones.

So I peed on the sick and watched the snow fall as I waited for the results...

Umm, yeah, well. You guessed it. I'm knocked. What am I going to do? I thought about getting rid of it, but changed my mind. I am pro-life, no matter what. Maybe adoption. I really have to think about this. And I still don't know who's baby this is. A paternity test is in order. This is so embarrassing. I don't want to hurt Xander's relationship with his woman, but how can I bring the subject up with him? And Rupert? How will he react? *sigh*

I can't stop eating. No matter how many healthy snacks I make I crave grease! Big time! Pizza, pizza, pizza. I haven't eaten this much pepperoni since my college days. I just hope I don't get fat. I'm a dancer, can't be a dancer looking like a whale.

And just when I thought things couldn't get worse, I was robbed! He took the TV, darn it! Now I have to replace that as well as buy a crib. And were am I going to fit a baby in a one bedroom apartment? I can't believe my life. Maybe I should have married David.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Jessica Picaso Winter 08

Jessica is 32, Mathew is 32, Rose is 5, Lola is 2

Can you say "Never saw that coming!" three times fast? Well, I just keep repeating it over and over again. Don't get me wrong I knew that my marriage was a little rocky, but who's isn't? But never in a million years did I think that my husband would cheat on me.

He says he feels bad about it. But I can't help but wonder if he really does. If I had never seen it with my own eyes, and he hadn't been caught would things between them gone further? I don't want to think about that.

It all started last summer when that slut, Sharla Ottamas moved in. Matt's friendship with her started out innocent enough, they played basketball together and she even watched the kids from time to time for us.

Well, you can guess my surprise when I caught him checking her out with me standing right there. Like I wouldn't notice. I slapped him on the arm. He said that he wasn't looking at her, but watching her hoop technique. Yeah, like I bought that.

Then during the end of Fall I was watching him come home from work. Matt didn't see me in the window, and Sharla was out at the mail box. She must have said something to him that was funny because he started to laugh. Then the next thing I knew they were kissing! KISSING!

I put the baby down and flew down the steps screaming at the both of them. I was so upset, I cried myself to sleep that night.

I was still mad days later, so I decided to have a work with the home wrecking hussy.

At first she was taken aback, but quickly responded by trying to insult me and why Matt would find her more attractive. She even pointed out that a make-over now really wouldn't help much, that it was only a matter of time before she had him in her bed.

I saw red then, and before I knew it I had slapped her and the rest well...
Still can't figure out how she beat me. I'm in top physical condition, being in the military and all. Maybe I'm just starting to feel my age. My pride really took a beating, not to mention my ego. I mean, my own husband, was cheering for her to win!
And then there's Rupert. He's only more fuel for the fire that's already lit. He wanted to know why a fight broke out between me and that person. And Mathew tells him because I caught them kissing. I couldn't believe the look on his face as he explained it. Jerk
Rupert countered saying that why it's better to have a woman with no attachments. Therefore there are no feelings getting hurt, and your free to do what you want with who ever you want. I just stood there in shock. Not only did I just get the snot beat out of me, but my husband was actually have a conversation about cheating with Rupert. Shouldn't he be making sure that I'm alright, not hurt or anything? I don't know what happened to our marriage.

Then, to make matters worse. He goes on to say women are like musical instruments. That's when I decided I had had enough and stormed back to my apartment. I wish the landlord would evict them all.

Shortly after the fight Rose had her 5th birthday. It wasn't anything fancy. I felt bad, but I wasn't in the mood for a celebration. So it was just me and my girls and a yummy cake. Next birthday Rose will have a wonderful party with friends and everything.
After putting the girls to bed I had had enough. Not only did he never apologize about what he did he stood there and discussed it with Rupert. I laid into Mathew, letting all of my anger out. How he betrayed me, his daughters, not caring about anyone but himself. That he lacked self respect, and was a down right jerk.
I did apologize to Amos though. I felt bad that we had fought for almost two years. And honestly, I can't remember why we even had a falling out. When we had first moved in here the both of us had gotten along wonderfully. I was happy that he accepted and we are slowly trying to mend the bridge that we destroyed between each other.
Two nights later Matt asked if we could talk. I really wasn't in the mood. I was extremely tired, from work, the girls, cleaning the house. But I decided to hear him out anyway.
He said that he realized what a jerk he'd been, that he should never had let the small attraction that he felt for Sharla get in the way. He was acting like a teenager not a married man with two children. He was sorry, very sorry and that he hoped I could forgive him.
I thought about all that he said, and I could see on his face that he meant it. But what had caused him to act on him feelings in the first place? That's what I really wanted to know. I told him that it would take time. A long time for me to ever trust him the way that I did before. He had hurt me badly and I couldn't just forgive that.
Matt agreed, but said that he would do all that he could to win back my trust and love.
I responded by a "We'll see," before heading off for bed. He could put the little ones to bed.

I had feared the worst since I still wasn't feeling very well, extreme tiredness, swollen limbs. So I went to the doctor and found out that I was pregnant! I was totally shocked. I normally know right away when I'm expecting, morning sickness and the whole 9 yards. But not this time, and I was further along than I normally am when I find out.

I hadn't shared the bed with Matt since the affair, so the pregnancy happened before all of this crap. So I'll be finding out if it's true. If babies really do fix what's broken.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Simone Patrelli-Lewis - Winter 2008

Simone is 26 and Ryker is 33

My mom has been on my case about giving her a grad child since Ryker and I said our "I do's". But it wasn't like we had even given the idea much though. I'm still young, he's still young, we are both focused on our careers, and getting promotions.

But it wasn't until we fell sick this winter that mortality really hit me. We are only here for such a short period, and worrying about advancing in my job is mote if I don't have any children to pass on the benefits.

What happened you ask, that changed my mind. Well, the flu hit Riverdale really hard this winter. Everyone is getting sick. I actually got sick from my friend Trisha Traveller, and of course I got my honey bun sick.

I was taking a nice relaxing bath after work (yes, I got to work even when sick) when Ryker arrived home. I heard the car pull drop him off, but I never heard his keys in the door. So I jumped out of the tub and ran outside. Get this, there was this dude in a tattered robe hovering. Yes, hovering over my husband who was collapsed on the ground.

I figured his sickness had gotten the best of him. And though I'm a rational minded person, I figured this must be death. I started to cry, Ryker was dead. But then something dawned on me. I might still have a chance since this creature was showing itself to me. So I challenged him for my husband's life.

And won! After our brush with death Ryker decided to take me on a long awaited honeymoon. We went to Twikki Island.

And we decided to have a little fun in a hammock at our hotel.

Even relaxing I still need to learn stuff. S why not how to give a excellent massage.

Half way into our vacation I started to fell really tired. I hardly had any energy at all. I felt really bad too, since Ryker planed so many exciting things for us to do. I was able to do a little bit, but I decided to stay in bed a lot. Not a lot of fun.

I also couldn't stop eating.

And when we got home I was still stuffing my face.

Ryker brought home a new "friend" from work. I can't even remember the guys name. He was really rude to me, didn't make much conversation. Every time I started a topic he'd shoot me down. Rude, I think so!

Maybe it's time I took a test huh?