Showing posts with label Kent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kent. Show all posts

Friday, January 21, 2011

What about Anya?


 August, Summer 2014, Anya Kent is 38, Tony is 6. Last update.

 
 




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Tony is a super smart child. Anya thinks he might be into science when he gets older. Not only does he enjoy playing with animals.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Happy Birthday

Summer Birthdays 2012




First up is little Alon Sanchez. He is the third addition to Fatima and Mansur's family, but he also holds the honor of being their first son. And his older cousin Donte.






Little Aspen Cotton was an unexpected bundle of joy for her parents Amos and Nita Cotton. But they are thrilled to have her added to their happy home!





Cicero Burrego has just turned four. He's excited because this year he gets to start school. He'll be attending Riverdale Elementary School with his older brother Fyodor.

Geeta Ramaswami is also four this summer and like Cicero she's excited about started preschool!





And last but not least is Tony Kent. He's four too! But he is not ready to start school. He's a bit shy like his mom, so meeting new people is something that is low on his "to do" list.
Happy birthday guys!
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This is more of a note for me but I'm letting you guys know too. I will post each seasons birthdays at the end of each seasonal play. So you'll know that things are coming to a close when you see these posted!

Monday, September 14, 2009

And I feel this big

April, Spring 2012, Anya Kent is 36 and Tony is 3.5 years old. Last updated winter 2008.(Rupert Cotton is 32 and Tynisha Corbin is 34)


Narrated by Anya Kent


When I came home from work Tony was outside to greet me. I was a bit shocked since the nanny was no where to be seen. I mean, what am I paying her for if she's not properly watching my son? But I didn't stress over it, she soon appeared off the side of the house and, Tony was having so much fun trying to catch a few butterflies.





My new boss, Tynisha Corbin, came home with me. I'm excited to be working for her. She seems like someone I can get a long with. Once I introduced her to Tony she asked me if I was married.


Glancing at my finger she changed the question to divorced. I told her no that I haven't had the pleasure of being married yet. That Tony's dad and I were just friends. We have a somewhat creative relationship.




She didn't seem to thrilled by the answer and suggested that maybe I stop by the worship hall one day and sit with her husband. Like I need to speak to the pastor. She excused herself after that, and I hate to say it but I was glad that she had. She made me feel bad about myself. Like having relations outside of marriage was something bad. Heck, it's normal. But I just couldn't shake the feeling of being dirty after that.





I put Tony down for his nap after that. I though at about firing the nanny, but she's cheap, way cheaper than other nannies in Riverdale. And on a teacher's salary I need all the cheapness I can get.





Rupert came over later. And there's one thing I can say about Rupert. He may not be the commitment type. Heck, any woman with a head on her shoulder knows that he's only after one thing. (I wish I knew this sooner.) But don't let anyone tell you that he's not a good father. He's been here with Tony since he was born. Rupert adores his son.





And Tony adores his daddy. And I'm happy. I want my son to have a good relationship with his father.




His visits always end like this. I keep telling myself every time we do it that that time will be the last time, but it isn't. It makes me so mad, sleeping with Rupert got me in the situation that I'm in now.


But I can't help it. He's like my drug. I'm addicted to him. But I'm serious, this time is the last time. I need to stand up for myself. I deserve better than just being some guy's baby's mama.





A week later and I still couldn't shake the way Tynisha made me feel. It doesn't help that I have to see her at work everyday either. But in a way I think it's good that I do feel bad. Maybe I will go talk to Pastor Corbin. I've been treated like a doormat for far too long. I need to get my life on track. Rupert isn't going to be with me. And I need to make myself better not only for me, but for Tony as well.




The weather is changing. It's starting to get warmer by the day, and I really need to follow through on my decision. I need to call Pastor Corbin. I'm proud of myself. After Rupert's last visit, I told him that we wouldn't be sleeping together anymore. Not surprisingly, he was okay with that. Told me he'd be back to see Tony in two days.

So why do I still feel so dirty inside?





But just one look into my son's eyes and I know I'm doing the right thing. I need to start thinking about both of us. He's growing so fast and I'm not getting any younger. I want to provide a stable home for the both of us. I just hope it's not to late for me to find "Mr. Right," if he even exists. Have I wasted too much time waiting for Rupert to come around?

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notes from GB: As always not much happened in this house. Anya has always been a bit plan. She only went after Rupert all those years ago because he showered her with attention until she gave it up to him. In truth she and Amos got along way better, and they were headed for something until she slept with Rupert. After that Amos turned his wants towards Nita. I can't help but to think Anya's life would have been so much better if she had stayed with Amos. *sigh*
So she's getting older and she's rolled the fear of getting old and never been married, she's a pleasure/family sim. I hope she'll be able to find love soon. I might have to give her a small push in the right direction. Even though I don't have anyone in mind. I'm glad she's over Rupert finally. *yay* So that will help with her finding someone else.
And no matter what Anya talked about with Tynisha she would yawn and look at her nails. So I figured they don't get along at all. LOL It's to bad too. I thought they would make good friends.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Anya Kent Simdays 41 - 43

It is winter of 2008 and Anya is 32 baby Tony is one month



The month started off badly. After spending 36 hours in labor I ended up having to have a C-section to deliver little Tony. He was 10 lbs. That was one big baby.

After spending five days in the hospital we went home only to be greeted to a very pissed off tarrier. Kirby was not happy being left alone for almost seven days then being greeted by a screaming bundle.

He didn't adapt well to Tony and after much heartache I decided to call the local animal shelter. They came and picked him up. It was so sad. It was like loosing a family member, like my first child. I know it sounds funny, but it was as if he were my first born. He'd been with me ever since I moved to Riverdale, and now he's gone. Hopefully, he'll make some family very happy.



Rupert had heard through the grapevine that I had his child. I have no idea who told him. And when I find out I'm going to give them a piece of my mind. I wanted to call and tell him. *sigh*

Well, to my surprise he came over, to see his son. My mouth almost dropped open in surprise. Rupert Cotton was actually interest in his own son. I didn't stop him. Only lead him to the nursery and left them alone.


A few moments later he came into the kitchen carrying Tony to feed him a bottle. Rupert even changed his diaper. I was so stunned. For a man of Rupert's reputation it was quit a shock to see him acting as a family man.

I could be wrong. Maybe there is hope for the two of us. Maybe Rupert and I can be a family with little Tony. Maybe this baby was the answer to my prayers. One can only hope.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Anya Kent Simdays 36 - 40


I met this really nice guy outside of my house as I was waiting for the Michels to show up. They are stopping here in Riverdale before they head to Florida for a family vacation. Did I mention that they are coming from Simmington Hills? Well they are. S.H. sounds like a lovely place to visit. Maybe I will one day.

But back to the cute guy, I wish I could remember his name, but I can't. We did hit it off and I invited him in for a glass of lemonade and a quick dance. He has to leave soon though, which was okay. I had to finish cleaning up the house before my guests arrived.


I can't believe it! I lost my job. And I wasn't even told why I was let go. Super Sanchez didn't let me know why, all she told me was that the school was down sizing and that my name came up on the short list. The short LIST! What kind of crap is that? I have been nothing but an outstanding teacher since relocating to Riverdale, and this is my thanks. *sigh*

I guess it's a good thing that I'm living in one of the subsidized homes, but still. I'm only skilled in education, I know nothing else. This is such a shame. I think I may look further into this. See if I have any legal grounds to stand on.



I went bug hunting to take my mind off the loss of my job. It was helping until I stumbling upon some bees. I thought they went into hibernation during the fall? Those little guys really pack a punch... err... a sting! I'll be feeling that for days.


I really can't believe I lost my job!




I decided to go out, hey, not like I have to get up in the morning! Yes, I'm bitter! I think this outfits says I'm young and looking for a safe yet good time.



While I was waiting for the cab, I changed my mind and settled on this outfit instead. The other one made me look as if I were taking my child to a soccer game, lol.



So I went to the only hot spot in town, Be Real. It's pretty nice. I decided to have a drink and make conversation with some guy sitting at the bar. He was nice looking in the dim light but nice I got a good loo at him, let's just say he's not my type.



I decided to sing a bit and that's when my eyes landed on him. Rupert. Once I had finished I asked him what he was doing here, he told me that he and his his brother Amos liked to come every Wednesday night and play poker. He asked if I would like to join them. After giving it a few seconds a though I decided that it could be fun. Not like I was going to lose all my money or something.



I had a good time playing poker, and I even won a few hands. Doubled what I had original started out with, lol. Some woman named Emma joined us. I didn't care for her, she kept making dreamy eyes at Rupert. He wasn't paying her much attention though he was focused on massaging my upper thigh under the table. I was so embarrassed, I just hope no one saw what he was up to!



Around our 5th hand Rupert excused himself to use the restroom. Hope he comes back soon.




I normally don't have company over when my house is in such a mess, but between the drinks I had and the high that I was on from winning four hands of poker I invited Rupert over for a night cap.



Maybe that wasn't the best of ideas. That last beer went straight to my already tipsy head. I made a vow not to sleep with Rupert again unless he could show me he would or could be committed to me.



Like I said, that beer went straight to my head! I swear, this is the last time we do this.



Now I remember why I gave up drinking in college. Hangovers!!! My poor head, and will the room ever stop spinning? I spent most of the morning and afternoon making best friends with my toilet. Needless to say I threw out all the beer in my fridge. No more drinking for me. I mean it. Bleach!



I spent the next day searching the computer for a job opening, anything in education. Heck, I'm willing to tutor children. But there was nothing. I really need to call a lawyer about my situation. I want to sure Riverdale Board of Education for wrongful termination. I'm almost 100% positive from what I researched online.

After about an hour of searching for jobs I realized that I wasn't feeling too hot. Think I'm coming down with the flu. I was over Trisha's new apartment and her sister, Tosha, was there. She had the beginnings of a cold, and I think I picked it up.


I called my doctor and she told me that the flu was starting early this season. And throwing up is just one of the symptoms. She told me to lay down and get some rest. And if I still didn't feel better by morning to call her and she would have me come in for a visit.


Well needless to say later that night I found out why I was feeling so sick. It seems like that beer that went to my head will having me paying for it for years to come. I can't believe that I'm pregnant. How will Rupert react?