City Goal #2: Take My Hand (LASL)

Hey everyone, I’m on the train out of San Myshuno now. I know, not the airplane. Long story. I’ll explain below. I thought I’d update you first. First of all, I have to thank Larry Spinks for officiating our marriage vows, and his wife, Madeline, who served as our witness, official photographer, and guest. Sorry all, I would’ve invited you if I had known what was going to happen.

We approached the justice of the peace. You’d think as a perfectionist I’d be worried about everything being…well, perfect. But somehow, everything felt perfect already. We walked up the steps onto the gazebo, holding hands, and with each step, I felt peace flood my heart. No nerves. No butterflies. Just joy. That’s because everything was right this time. When he looked over and winked at me, I knew it deep in my bones. Joseph was my soulmate.

“Do you have the rings?” Justice Larry asked.

Joseph squeezed my hand. “Can I have it?”

I gasped. “I don’t have a ring for you.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he shrugged, gently sliding the ring he had just given me off my finger. “And you’ll get it back.”

I wanna see you run
Anywhere you want
Never let the darkness hold you back
No fear of getting lost

I wanna see you fly
Way beyond the sun
Anything you’re ever gonna dream
I pray that it will come

But if you ever fall down straight to the bottom
And you can’t get back where you started
Any place any time
You gotta know for you I’ll fight

Where you wanna go
I’d love to take you there
Wish that I could make the road easy
I wish that life was fair
Don’t wanna see you cry
Even when it rains
And I hope you don’t forget this
You were born for better things

But if you ever fall down straight to the bottom
And you can’t get back where you started
With no strength to stand
Gonna reach for your hand
When the going gets rough
Right when it’s hurting I will be there
To help any burden
Any place any time
You gotta know for you I’ll fight
Any place any time you
Gotta know for you I’ll fight

Anywhere you go
Your gonna find me
No matter what you need
If you ever fall down and you can’t get back
If you lose your strength to stand

If you ever fall down 
And you can’t get back 
If you lose your strength to stand

If you ever fall down straight to the bottom
And you can’t get back where you started
With no strength to stand I’m gonna reach for your hand

When the going gets rough right when it’s hurting
I will be there to help any burden

Any place any time
You gotta know for you I’ll fight

Any place any time
You gotta know for you I’ll fight


I cried. Who wouldn’t? I was so overwhelmed. My eyes were blurry as I tried to write my name on the marriage license. I came to the city to find an apartment and I will come back as a married woman.

Introducing Mr. and Mrs. Simself… or Green… we haven’t settled on that yet. 😉

The Spinks’ celebrated with us. It was all surreal. Madeline snapped a few more pics of us.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the selfies Joseph tried to take of us because neither one of us could keep a straight face without giggling. I tickled him. We were so excited about our newlywed-ness that we missed our flight.

“Plum!” I looked out at the world from the train station. “The next train bound for Southern Simvada isn’t leaving until almost seven tonight. And it’ll take us three days to get back to the Springs.”

“That’s okay,” Joseph said as we walked to the train platform. “I’m not ready to share you yet.”

Author Notes: Thanks for reading everyone. I was happy about all their autonomous sweetness. Joseph decided to recite a ballad at the wedding and Lizzie “serenaded” him. I was having the weirdest time writing the scene and doing it justice, but then I decided to just use song lyrics. This song, I’ll Fight, a Daughtry cover, nightcore style, popped up on my playlist and I thought Bingo! (Listen to it! It’s amazing!!!!). It was perfect for their vows. So I seriously can’t take credit for that, but I think it works great for the story. 

This chapter featured skcaga6‘s Larry and Madeline Spinks and LegacySims2017‘s Joseph Simself. I recognize a justice of the peace typically can’t legally marry couples outside their district, but this is the Sims (where you can just “pop” between worlds), so I decided in my Simworld that judges can legally marry couples anywhere in the SimNation.

This chapter had a bit of pic spam. Lol. But it was too cute to not put in all the pictures. San Myshuno doesn’t have a train station, but I decided to go with it as it was easier to write than download an airplane lot (or make one of my own since I’m lazy). I can’t figure out what happened in the background with the clouds, but I didn’t really want to edit it. Too lazy. The wedding celebration legitimately went longer than intended in game as the sun started to go down. Lizzie’s wedding ring was designed by S-Club and you can download it over on TSR.

I was playing around in Forgotten Hollow with my new Sim-couple and well, a story bloomed. Lol. So now I’m going to give you shorts called “Side Tracks on Monday-Thursday (just so I get through them quickly-ish so I can deliver and you will all get to see the awesome Sims you all submitted sooner). So we’ll have at least two weeks of Monday-Friday posts. I binge wrote over the weekend after binge playing. 🙂 So for Lizzie/Joseph fans… you’re welcome. 😛

Thanks again for reading. See you Monday! 


City Goal #1 Find Place (LASL)

Hello readers. It has been awhile since I wrote, but I wanted to update you. 

Scrap that! What a cliche start! Haha. I’ll just get straight to the point.

When Joseph asked me out at my sister’s wedding, I wanted to say yes immediately, of course. All the feelings I had for him prior to Rob the-man-who-shall-not-be-mentioned flooded back, and I was happy again. I was happy on my own too, before, but I was especially happy when he asked me to his girlfriend.

But I wanted to be sure… really sure that this was the right thing to do. I didn’t want to hurt him again. I couldn’t do that to him again. So I did the only thing a girl can do…

I talked to everyone and asked for advice. Joseph said he’d patiently, but anxiously await my decision. I promised him I wouldn’t make him wait long. Mom was still mildly stressed about Lee’s wedding, even though the festivities went smoothly. She said she always liked Joseph… and his coffee-brewing skills. Dad was buzzed from the big event, and he burst into song, serenading me awkwardly. Oh Dad. [Insert eye roll here]. He did have one lucid moment telling me that he would support whatever decision I made. I didn’t want to bother Lee but we managed to catch each other in the kitchen.

Are you sure you don’t mind?” I asked, hesitantly. “It’s your wedding day. I don’t want to steal your thunder.”

Nonsense, little sister,” Lee hugged me. “He’s a good guy. I’d say go for it.”

And of course, Nora was over Luna. She was mostly there because of Julian, but even so, she was happy for me.

Finally coming around again?” she smirked. “You and I both snagged great guys!” she swooned as I got a glass of water from the kitchen sink.

We did…didn’t we?” I grinned.

When I called Cathy Tea, she reminded me to keep an open mind. Sugar Maple Bough said to feel the rhythms of life within me… sounded like her. I’m pretty sure the rhythms of life were saying yes, go for it!

It was our turn to be over Luna. Joseph was so excited, he began jumping up and down, startling me. I couldn’t help but share in his enthusiasm.

Lizzie, you have no idea how happy this makes me!”

I had no idea you still cared about me.”

Are you kidding? Lizzie… I always cared. I never stopped.” 

It warmed my heart so much that I instantly kissed him. Joseph, then told me, that he managed to finally sell his house. He would be moving to San Myshuno permanently… and would I move in with him? The publishing company was in San Myshuno and I could write from anywhere, and the thought of being separated from Joseph again was too much to bear.

Too fast?”

Joseph… I’ve done fast and I’ve done slow, but I think I like fast.

He swept me up into his arms as I squealed happily. “Then fast it is.”

We flew up to San Myshuno for a long weekend to look for apartments. Something in our price range. Something close to Joseph’s work. Something with an office space option. Something close to public transportation since I would be relying on it… at least initially, until I could buy a car. You wouldn’t believe the parking prices here in the City! I’m getting off track.

We looked at about a dozen little places before finally ending up in the Spice Quarter. It’s not the best part of town, but it’s right on the water, the Myshuno Harbor. Honestly the view took my breath away. The blue-green waters and the mountains in the distance, the way the sunlight filtered through the trees, and the way the buildings towered over our heads.

“What are you thinking?” Joseph asked.

“I’m thinking…” I stood perfectly still, admiring the incredible view. “I could get used to looking at this everyday.”

Joseph walked out to the railing. “I could get used to looking at you everyday.”

I giggled.

“I say we take it,” I decided. “It’s a little noisy here, and the apartment isn’t in the best shape,  but the place is in our budget, plus this is…”

“Homey…somehow,” he finished for me.

“Can’t beat that view either,” I grinned.

Sunday morning arrived in full bloom. Everything was alive with color and on the edge of summer. Joseph said he had a surprise for me. He said to wear something memorable. I decided it was as good a time as any to wear the little black dress Sage helped me select.

Ever the early bird, Joseph wanted to take me to the surprise at the crack of dawn. I was beginning to wish that I had worn a sweater to keep my arms warm. The early morning fog was accompanied by a light breeze.

We took the train over to Myshuno Meadows, a lovely little park on the edge of town, overlooking the Sound. I soon forgot how cold I felt when the sunshine broke through the clouds onto the pristine blue waters. Two white swans floated effortlessly across the surface. Joseph guided me to a beautiful little location in the middle of the gardens. I had no idea such natural beauty existed in the city.

“This is amazing,” I exclaimed.

He kept checking his phone for some reason, possibly wanting to keep track of time. We did have a flight this afternoon. I stepped forward and inhaled the scent of lavender, jasmine, and hyacinths as the sun drifted through the treeline. Butterflies danced among the flowers.

“Are you seeing this?” I inquired, watching the sun rise.

“Yeah…” Joseph seemed distracted as he cleared his throat. “Yes.”

“What’s wrong?” I turned and frowned.

Joseph had pulled a notebook from his pocket and seemed to be perusing the pages.

“Nothing’s wrong. I’m just trying to remember the lines.”

“What lines?”

“The lines where I profess my undying love and ask you to marry me.”

“Wait… what?” my heart caught in my chest.

Joseph shoved his book back in his pocket and pulled something else out as he knelt.

“It’s as simple as this. Lizzie Green?”

“Will you marry me…”

He held up the shiniest ring I had ever seen.


“Today?” I repeated, in surprise.

“I had this whole speech prepared and everything and I’m probably butchering it right now and this isn’t at all romantic. The truth is… I don’t want to wait to be with you, Lizzie. I don’t want to do that whole long engagement thing. I did that with Summer… shoot!” he dropped his gaze for a moment, like he briefly lost his nerve. “I said I wouldn’t mention her… this is the worst proposal ever, mentioning my ex-girlfriend like that…” he muttered.

“Are you… okay?” I tried to smother a laugh.

“No… no I am not okay…” Joseph stood up with the most serious look on his face.

“Joseph…” I began, but he cut me off by lifting his hand.

“…I can’t be eloquent so… marry me, Lizzie Green? Make me the happiest man…” he lifted his hands to his heart as his voice cracked with emotion. “…on Simterra?”

I leaned forward into him, stopping his words with a kiss. Joseph was right. It was that simple.

“Is that a yes?” he hesitated.

“Well, it sure isn’t a no,” I laughed. “Yes… yes… Joseph… I’ll marry you… today even.”

“Good, cuz I already talked the justice of the peace into meeting us here at the gazebo,” Joseph sighed.

“Then let’s not keep him waiting,” I grinned.

“Oh wait! I promised your folks a picture,” Joseph pulled out his phone.

“They know?”

“They know. I had a long chat with your parents before we left.”

“Oh you did, huh?”

“Yeah, your mom was way scarier.”

I laughed, and poked him in the ribs. “We’re doing this? We’re eloping?”

“Yeah, we’re doing this!”

We found our place in the city… and in more than one way. 🙂

What’s up, Internet? We’re getting married! 

Author Notes: Hey readers, welcome to the official start of Part Two: City Livin’. Thanks for reading. This wasn’t the plan, but when is it the plan ever with TS4 legacies? Both Lizzie and Joseph rolled whims to get engaged, and then to elope. Joseph proposed first, but due to some glitch, he had to ask her again. It was okay though. She said yes, of course. I got super lucky with all those amazing screenshots. I hope you enjoyed. This chapter featured Lizzie Green and LegacySims2017’s Joseph Simself

Join me next Friday right here for another chapter. In the meantime, you can pop over to my other blog on Monday for the return of The Krazy Crazy Life of Kassiopeia Fullbright. Thanks so much for reading. Happy Simming! 🙂 

Welcome to the LASL Neighborhood

Hey readers, some final updates for Livin’ A Simmin’ Life before I post the first chapter tomorrow. I wanted to make mention of the newly added households. I rolled at random with the remaining unoccupied apartments I had left so I could place the new households.

Welcome to the neighborhood – Munter Bacon and his old boy, Dash, submitted by Munterbacon. Munter is the head mixologist at the Waterside Warbler, though he dreams of being a bestselling author… because where else should aspiring authors move than the exciting city of San Myshuno? 🙂 He’s a fledge linguist with an interest in cooking, gardening, fitness, and comedy.

As I already said, I rolled at random to place these newest Sims. So guess who Munter’s next door neighbor is? I guess it’s so he can keep an eye on LegacySims2017‘s Goober. 😉

More pictures of Munter and Dash. I just love this one. They autonomously decided to go to Myshuno Meadows park together. Isn’t this the sweetest? 

As I leave Munter on the end of his first day, he’s enjoying a bowl of salted peas and his amazing view of Uptown while Dash rests his head after an active afternoon in the park.

Welcome Annie Rock and her adorable cat, Ollie. I just love that little top hat, don’t you? Annie was submitted by Rockannie, and I took the liberty of naming her Annie Rock in game. I can’t have too many Simselves running around. 😉 Lol. Annie is a genius, domestic, cat lover who dreams of having one big happy family. Maybe she can find love and happiness in the city.

I rolled at random for Annie’s skills and career. Annie is a charismatic paralegal who enjoys unwinding with some karaoke, and she has an interest in logic.

Lizzie even met up with Annie for a girls night. The two sung a duet ballad while MINEZ‘ Aria watched and cheered them on.

And finally, weclome Bugsie Sims (a variation of the name) and her sweet dog, Millie. They just moved in to Medina Suites next door to the Stuck in the 80’s household. Bugsie wants to be a painter extraordinaire so I gave her an easel.

It was late when I checked in with Bugsie so she pretty much went to sleep right away, and Millie crawled up and under the bed. Shy, maybe? Bugsie is a canvas creator, rolling the highest out of five possible options for her career as a painter. She also has recently taken up an interest in baking.

That’s all for now folks. Check back tomorrow for the first official chapter of Part Two. 🙂


Announcements Triple Time

So ya’ll I’ve had several amazing days of writing and it feels great. So great that I’m ready to reveal some chapters.

Join me on Thursday over on Stories from the Dark Side for the first official chapter of Night Blooming Jasmine to be revealed. If you don’t know about what this is, oh my goodness! I’m so excited. It’s a revamp of my reverse legacy-esque fairy tale series combined with a lovely idea I had about music and vampires and May-December friendships and so much more. Read more here about the series, and follow the blog and check out tomorrow’s post.

Stopover here on Livin’ A Simmin’ Life this upcoming Friday for the opening chapter of Part Two of my Simself story, also named like this site, Livin’ A Simmin’ Life: City Livin’. If you haven’t already, check out the awesome cast, provided primarily by wonderful Simmers in the community, and a few of my own creations, including a few new characters, most available over on my gallery page. Just search for me under the id: livinasimminlife. You may also download my Simself for your game. Find out more here.

If you don’t see your Sims listed, I’m still working on updating so I’ll hopefully have all the submitted Sims up in the next two days.

In the meantime,

  • catch up on last part/arc if you haven’t… and wanna binge read…
  • or read the Life Inside the LASL World (if you haven’t already),
  • or submit a Sim (if you haven’t already),
  • and if you’ve done all that (or even if you haven’t), share with me your predictions for season two in the comments below. 🙂  

And… the long awaited time is here… The Krazy Crazy Life of Kassiopeia Fullbright Second Edition is arriving on Monday, March 12th. I am super excited to share my baby, the first Sims story I ever spent a lot of time on, and the one that’s nearest and dearest to my heart, with one of my favorite creations of all time, Kassiopeia Fullbright, of course. I hope you enjoy this revised version with new chapters, story perspectives (i.e. Gage Briody and Davis Lamar to name a few), new pictures (from previous saved but never released screenshots), and expanded content, plus some edits to clear out some of the overgrown weeds. This version won’t be quite like the original, but it’ll still have the same essence of the first edition.

You can read the official new story synopsis here. It’s pretty good if I say so myself, but it’s late, so haha! It might be llama crap. You can also learn more about my worldbuilding, cultures, the races in this part of the Verse, etc. over on my KCLKF blog.

Upcoming Planned (Ideal) Schedule for Posting: 

Looking forward to sharing these stories with you.

Happy Simming!

🙂 Lizzie


Life inside the LASL World

Hey everyone, I thought I’d give you an update on what’s all going on with all the LASL Sims. I’ve been going around and checking in on all the houses (as some families have moved) to see what’s been happening before I officially start season/arc/part two.

For the record, regarding outfit changes, they were selected at random (and for the most part, I didn’t change what the game generated). Also, in terms of careers, either they joined a career autonomously, or I rolled the dice to select a career for them (and I have a few career mods). I also based some of the following info on their skills, traits, aspirations, and personalities.

Warning: Pic Spam. 😛

pammiechick‘s City Family still lives in Oasis Springs.

Holland Chambers is a busy mom between her painting, juggling family life, and serving as Lizzie’s agent. Dallas is a stay-at-home dad and he quite enjoys his “job,” but he also likes getting quality time with his wife.

Teenage Paris aged up and she is studying to get her PI’s license. In the meantime, she likes watching horror films and crime shows in the evenings.

Brooklyn aged up to a teenager and isn’t she’s gorgeous? She now has the traits “loves the outdoors,” “collector,” and “self-assured,” though I’d swear she is a bookworm. I love her bohemian look.

Young Houston was sleeping when I snapped a picture of him, but he was dreaming about making new friends. And Austin is off belting it out in the hallway. A budding singer, perhaps?

skcaga6‘s The Spinks family is living well. Larry Spinks is a justice of the peace/judge (I have a mod) for Oasis Springs, and Madeline is a legal secretary.

I think the parents just got back from a fancy event (I’m going to go with the ballet because Mrs. Spinks seems to love dancing. I seriously catch her dancing at all random hours of the day). Here’s the whole family watching news.

Teenage Danny isn’t doing great in school. He’s a C student, which is odd given he is supposedly a “nerd brain.” Maybe he just isn’t applying himself? Or he’s bored with school?

Young Teresa also aged up to a teenager. She’s got such a beautiful smile and a big heart. She wants to be a friend to the world. She’s also creative, cheerful, and gregarious, much like her child self. I love it!

And toddler John aged up also. He’s now a whiz kid, but a bit of a loner. He was feeling pretty comfortable with his whole family watching the evening news though.

@lilypadmeulin‘s Lizette Lopez is still not having any luck on the dating frontier, but she was recently promoted to press agent for a celebrity client. I’m guessing, she cleaned up her attitude for a public relations career?!?

And Tabatha aged up. The kiddo is now a rambunctious little scamp with the hot-headed trait. And still spoiled… she gets to nap on mommy’s bed, even after she threw a fit. But isn’t that outfit precious?

skcaga6‘s The Wymers… we’ve only seen Mr. Edwin Wymer and his daughter, Sharon show up in Part One. Now to see them all.

Edwin runs the local community center, volunteers at the library, and he got his minister’s license to boot (I needed a shepherd in the Springs, and I picked Edwin at random). Here he’s making sandwiches for the local homeless shelter. And son, Darryl is a chef and a bodybuilder, with his own catering company. Still trying to wrap my head around this one.

Bonnie, his wife, is a talented computer programmer and works as a developer from home, but she still enjoys catching a game of Blicblock or two when the kids are all in bed.

Dayle works as a curator at the museum, The Future’s Past, plays video games with his mom when he’s not working, and appreciates the arts.

Mary Jo works at the library, her favorite book is The Princess Bride, and she dreams of “twue luv.”

And teens, Sharon, Brenda, and Steve are the best of friends.

Sharon is pretty good at video gaming, like her mom, but she’s recently taken an interest in painting, chess club, and writing funny scripts for the school play.

Brenda is second violinist in the school orchestra, but also enjoys gourmet cooking shows, particularly ones with chocolate, and she’s taken up fishing on the weekends with her dad.

Steve is acting in the plays Sharon writes, and like his dad, he has taken a kind interest in friends and neighbors who are displaced, actively volunteering at the soup kitchen.

skcaga6‘s Brighton Biggs is now an orderly at Oasis Springs General Hospital, and he’s still looking for his soul mate, so he’s flirting with all those nurses. Plus he’s reading romances at home to try and beef up his game. He enjoys pranking his fellow colleagues at work, and recently has tried his hand at baking. Maybe he can win over the ladies with his sweets.

And Kendyl has aged up to a teenager, and she’s a beautiful young woman no less. She rolled computer whiz aspiration, and she’s quite smart and technical.

CathyTea‘s Sugar Maple Bough has the moulah! But she’s not advertising it since she’s super humble. She is a concert virtuoso, traveling the world. To be honest, she probably has a house in every town. I recently got to check out her penthouse, and I was particularly impressed by her swimming pool and her indoor basketball court.

“It’s just stuff,” she shrugged. “Some place to have fun with my friends.”

I hope CT and Sugar Maple will visit Lizzie more often.

Speaking of CT, it’s the talk of the town, or maybe it’s not… lol… but she’s taken in a new roommate. A townie generated from my library, my altered Don Lothario, because I can’t have two Don Lotharios running around in my SimVerse. 😉

So this is Don Baxter, who previously appeared in my Life of Whimsy tale with Jenara Yearling. Yay for Sim autonomy.

Cathy is a bestselling author, and she travels regularly for work, so she needs someone to take care of the house – Raffia Quinta – when she’s away. Don is perfect for that as he is detective with the local Springs PD.

Karilan‘s Sage Reed has moved in to Sugar Maple’s penthouse in the city, renting, of course, and living the life she’s always wanted… wait for it… party stylist for the stars! Woot! This girl’s got skills with a cosmetics brush and picking out the dream dress. And she stays fit by swimming laps in the balcony pool. *sigh* I wish.

MINEZ‘s Ameera Laghari still resides in Oasis Springs and works as a room attendant at the Burners and Builders Gym, mostly replenishing magazines and schmoozing with clients.

MINEZ‘ Aria Rhys is still singing to her heart’s content in the Springs, but she gets gigs all over and travels a bit. Lately, she’s been closer to home, working for the local symphony.

friendsfan367‘s Ali Morrison works as the team mascot for the Oasis Acres, women’s basketball team. She has a lot of fun with her job, and she’s still looking to adopt some cute critters.

MINEZ‘ Siri Beaumont is an artist en residence. She has leveled her painting abilities to 8. She’s hoping some of the local galleries might display her work.

My Simself’s kid sister, Nora Green is working as a line cook at the local Pizza Planet. Gotta start somewhere. Mmm… now I want the cheese. All the cheese pizza. 🙂 It helps that her boyfriend, MINEZ‘ Julian DeBateau is the senior manager of the business.

Over in San Myshuno… I’m getting the families settled in.

simcognito‘s Riley Cognito landed a job as a writing assistant. He’s chatting it up with some of the female tenants (one named Rebecca and the other named Aanya), pitching story ideas.

MadameLee‘s Anne Charming is sharing a pad with Shadami‘s Amy Cat. Anne started a blog, and gets paid as a freelancer to write articles. Amy isn’t quite sure what she wants to do yet, but to pay the rent, she’s working as an office assistant at Planet Honey Pop.

Zurka‘s Angela Smith works in the science department as a UFOlogist at The University of San Myshuno. Her husband Jon is working on the next big thing… trying to create a start-up with his entrepreneurial ideas.

I went to check in on LegacySims2017‘s Goober Nerdstrom and discovered one of the weirdest things to happen in my game. Somehow there was more than one Goober Nerdstrom and well, this happened when I loaded up. Jasmine Holiday was in the hallway, and here comes Grim. Goober killed his doppelganger perhaps? Though he looks a bit shocked here. And that’s pretty heavy for a petty thief.

The Reaper, in my Simworld, is actually many reapers, part of a race known as the Kr’v. Shameless plug for my Darkness May Dream story.

Checking in with the “Stuck in the 80s” Household… submitted by SoulGal7.

Courtney is now an intelligence researcher. She’s still looking for her soul mate, and has picked up the skill of video gaming. Maybe a date night at the arcade?

Lewis is a page two journalist. Lewis also enjoys video gaming, but he’s also beefing up on fitness for an article for the San Myshuno Daily Message.

Leon is a stylist consultant. Hmm… for the 80s hairdo? I’m loving it! Leon’s gained the most skills in charisma, DJ-ing, and logic.

Now introducing TheYayToast’s Carter family. I was forced to change the hair on the two ladies and an outfit piece or two because I don’t have the stuff packs the original stuff came in.

Here’s the bio YayToast provided: Cedric and Marie met in the lab. Sparks flew and it wasn’t just from a misaligned Tesla coil. The two have been inseparable ever since and strive to outdo each other as scientists. Will they be able to raise their family or will their competitive spirits keep them in the lab? 

Marie and Cedric are both junior tinkerers. Cedric wants to be a renaissance Sim. And his genius, perfectionist, quick learner traits might just help him get there. Plus he’s self-assured.

Also a genius and quick learner, Marie is ambitious and a bookworm, and she wants to be the ultimate nerd brain.

Eleanor is a genius whiz kid… and no doubt, she’s her parents’ daughter.

Only toddler Crispin is a bit on the wild side, spirited and full of energy, but that could change as he ages. We’ll see. This lovely family resides in the Hakim House Apartments.

TheYayToast also submitted her Simself, Ash Toast. This geeky girl is just looking for a place to write and find love in the city of San Myshuno. Her traits of geeky, creative, romantic might just help her out there. She’s also angling to be a bestselling author.

Unfortunately, I had to change a bit of her outfits around, but I’m already loving the hair, and can’t wait for Lizzie to interact with her. Ash is employed as an advice columnist (because I rolled at random).

On Friday evening, I hung out with one of my closest friends and we got talking about the Sims. She doesn’t play the game, but by the time I described all the fun I’m having writing this story, she insisted I create a character for her. Karleen Corey (name changed for privacy) is based on my real-life friend and with her permission, I’m adding her to this ISBI story. I moved her in with Ash because I love the look of the apartment, and it’s fitting for my friend.

Karleen is geeky, a goofball, and self-assured (because is she ever confident in real life! I’m actually super jealous!). I hope you grow to love her as I have, but we’ll see if Karleen is like her real-life counterpart. Of course, the first thing she did was sit down to research pick-up lines. Typical. Ha! Karleen’s aspiration in game is to be the chief of mischief, all in good fun.

John Schooner has come to the city to break into the tech field. He wants to create the next great video game. A geek at heart, John also enjoys dabbling in art, reading, and knowing lots of random facts. He’s great at trivia nights. Oh and he’s Lizzie’s cousin!

So John is based on another good friend of mine, with his permission, similar to Karleen. People often mistake us for siblings or cousins so we joked around on Friday night that we should be related in game, especially if Karleen is going to be a character. 😉

So John is now Lizzie’s cousin, and his dad, Jude, is Essie’s brother (based on a combination of two uncles of mine). You can download John over at my gallery page. John’s aspiration is nerd brain because he wants to know all the stuffs.

Here’s his dad. Jude Schooner. And he’s no slouch either. He lives in an adorable yellow house in Newcrest, about an hour and a half away from Lizzie’s parents. Jude is divorced, and now that his son’s moved to San Myshuno, he’s open to dating again. Jude was a dot-com pioneer and wants to be a computer whiz. His traits are genius, ambitious, active, and quick learner. You can download Jude over at my gallery page.

John’s got some roomies, submitted by MINEZ/writerboy08. I found it funny once I typed the names, Schooner, Marks, and Fernandez. It sounds like a law firm. Anyhoo, they live at 701 Zen View.

Here’s their backstory: Lauryn and Izzie (Issador) are a city couple through and through. Izzie is loves his morning jogs through the city and is the life of any party. He works in Public Relations with hopes of earning a promotion soon to prepare for his upcoming nuptials. His fiance, Lauryn is an aspiring writer who is currently working at firm as an editor to make ends meet. She loves helping writers complete their story even though she hasn’t finished hers.

I’ve added the new households to the character page. I’m still looking to fill up some more spots so if anyone has Sims they’d still like to submit, I’d appreciate it. And you have time. Thanks for reading. I’m looking forward to starting chapters for you soon.


Hopes and Dreams of Pixelated Peoples: Reflections on Part One of Livin’ A Simmin’ Life

Author Note: Massive spoilers if you aren’t caught up on this story. You’ve been warned. 

I am relatively new to TS4. My preference is still TS3 games, partly for nostalgia reasons as it was the first Sims game I tried, partly because I feel I know that game best, and partly because I feel I have so many more options available with all the mods and custom content and open world concept. However, this is the first story where I genuinely felt like I co-wrote with the game.

I am continually amazed by the TS4 Sims autonomous decisions, especially by the Sims I didn’t control, which was everyone but Lizzie. This is also the first game I’ve played where I didn’t have a script in mind when writing. I typically write Sims stories from a story-driven perspective, but this story was heavily game-driven. I didn’t have an agenda, except for Lizzie to complete her goals. Initially, I was worried I’d lose interest because the days felt super repetitive, but that’s when the Sims started surprising me.

Lizzie really knew what she wanted from the start. Every once in awhile, I’d gently direct her or nudge her, but she pretty much made up her own mind about things. I got to the point where I didn’t want to direct her because she made some pretty incredible decisions all on her own. Actually, all the Green girls did.

I spent less time following Lee around, but she immediately clicked with MINEZ‘ Sammy Sarafin, and worked her butt off to get promoted like she did, and then engaged.

Nora was bound and determined to hook MINEZ‘ Julian DeBateau, even with his loner, hot-headed, and perfectionist traits – a triple threat. Nora took this as a superb challenge, and eventually wore down the man’s defenses, boldly kissed him…

…and Julian asked her to be his girlfriend, and then Nora looked so startled… as if she didn’t expect him to ever ask. Haha.

And then there was Lizzie, who created a bit of an aggravating love triangle between herself, LegacySims2017’s Joseph Simselfand InfraGreen/Trip’s Rob Buckley. At first, it was aggravating, mostly because I wasn’t expecting it, and because it would be challenging to write. I didn’t want Lizzie to be perceived in a negative light, and I had a hard time believing I would do something like that, but then I had to remind myself that Lizzie was my Sim-self, not my actual self. Once I let myself be free of those restraints, the story really took off.

Lizzie truly fell hard for Rob, and naturally, I expected that to be her choice and her ending.

I guided gently and nudged here and there for her to make things happen, but Lizzie never forgot that she “fell for” Joseph first, and that they had instant chemistry, something Lizzie/Rob lacked.

Lizzie’s “childcare” work made it easy for her to bond with Carrie, Rob’s daughter, and she loved how he was a good dad…

…but Joseph, too, was great with the kids early on during their chapter at the Pizza Planet.

I’ll never forget Joseph’s conversation with the precocious Brooklyn when he asked her to “help a guy out.”

Lizzie and Rob bonded over music, and waxed poetic about bands and songs…

…but Joseph and Lizzie enjoyed a humorous banter and deep friendship from the start. And he won her over with coffee early on. :p

It was the fact that he made instant friends with most of Lizzie’s family and the “bookends” comment that cemented things for me that this relationship could work…

…which was why their first date, initiated by him, was so confounding. I was probably as surprised as Lizzie… had she just been friend-zoned?

That plus the reveal of his in-game, game initiated ex-girlfriend of Summer made me wonder whether Lizzie made a mistake or if we both misinterpreted things.

Then Joseph went outside before heading home and stood the trash can upright, and for some reason, this was striking to me. Here is an upset Sim who just ran into an ex-girlfriend, who didn’t get a much-desired work promotion, who just blew a date with the girl he asked out, and yet he stops and takes the time to pick up a trash can. It spoke volumes to me about his character.

And then, Lizzie went off and kissed Rob. I think, in part, she wanted Rob because of her initial failed date with Joseph. She didn’t want to feel down, and wanted to redeem the evening.

Catarina Lynx, whom I encountered in other Sims games of mine, was also a shocking reveal. She was an ex of Rob’s, and I ret-conned her as the mother of Carrie. I had reworked stories in my head with other Sims stories based on in-game aspects, but this was the first time, I was really thrown for a loop and worked hard to weave it into the narrative.

When stubborn little Carrie threw a fit and Rob didn’t respond well to Lizzie’s “confession of attraction” (all autonomous), I figured their relationship was over before it really started.

The game continued to surprise me. I was impressed by the friendships. Lizzie really worked hard to maintain her friendships.

I enjoyed meeting the delightful and imaginative Teresa Spinks by Skcaga6. I was amazed at how selfless Lizzie was in staying up all night with the little girl to keep her mind off her sick baby brother, even though Lizzie dropped over from exhaustion shortly after Teresa left.

Ali Morrison, by friendsfan367, was always making Lizzie laugh.

Cathy Tea‘s Simself shocked me with her wide range of emotional outbursts and how crazy entertaining she was.

And no one appreciated Cathy Tea‘s Sugar Maple Bough’s invite to a girls night at the Solar Flare more than Lizzie. Sugar was an amazing musician too. I wish I had video of her playing the violin. She was a good friend to Lizzie.

And Lizzie was great with the kiddos. For those of you who don’t know, I’ve also worked in childcare so it was only fitting my Simself also. However, Lizzie had such a natural way with the children. I was impressed, and a bit envious.

Lizzie also shared a sweet relationship with her sister, Nora. I appreciated how often Nora attempted to make things better for her sister, and how she worked hard to comfort Lizzie when she was sad, and just be around to be a friend. She was caring and understanding.

This is especially special for me because the sister whom Nora represents and I haven’t always had the most solid relationship, but we share a closer bond now that we’re both older. I appreciate her counsel and her friendship more than she knows, and Nora feels like an excellent tribute to this real life sister of mine.

On that note, my dad and mom are also a bit goofy like Eddie and Essie. It was inspirational to see their strong marriage in game. My own parents did not stay together, and their divorce was incredibly difficult on my sisters and I. However, I didn’t want that to be the same for my Simself and her Sim-siblings so I kept the nuclear family. I was impressed by the love displayed between the two Sims, Eddie and Essie.

…and the love between these two. They were nauseatingly happy. Haha. Okay, maybe not really. I have a tendency to write real, gritty, broken relationships in all my stories, Sims or otherwise. Maybe I’m a bit jaded, but they say write what you know, right? :/ I stepped out of this story, and didn’t have an agenda, and I was pleased with the results. Perhaps a little sweetness every once in awhile is called for… especially with…

…Lizzie and Joseph. Joseph continued to insert himself not only in my game,  but in Lizzie’s life, not as a love interest initially, but as a friend. I was pleasantly surprised by him. How he spent time with the family and frequently “invited” himself over. How he texted her on a daily basis. How he boldly flirted with her, and she boldly flirted back, and yet still chose Rob. Lizzie was way more assertive and daring than I’d ever be.

And Joseph couldn’t stop smiling around her.

Though Rob had his moments too.

One of my favorite moments was when Nora boldly gave Rob a pep-talk and not about exercising, but about Lizzie. It was so surprising in game – she immediately followed up her pep talk with a whim to talk about her sister.

What surprised me the most was Lizzie pretty much explained she was “into” Rob and broke up with Joseph even after agreeing to give their relationship a try and yet Joseph returned to the household and autonomously apologized. Again, I felt like that spoke volumes about his character.

I was amazed by the expansion, City Living, and I couldn’t get enough of San Myshuno. Lizzie immediately felt comfortable there, and was in awe of the colors, lights, festivals, and spirit of the city. She and Rob visited multiple times, which I tied into one amazing chapter. I could see Lizzie moving here in the future, and I assumed that future would be with Rob, Carrie, and Marshall. Yet Lizzie kept rolling whims to think of or get together with or kiss Joseph, even after she was dating Rob. As a writer, I was confused.  As a gamer,  I was frustrated. And Lizzie kept trying to tell me things and I didn’t understand it yet. Jogging, werewolf movies,  laundry, dancing,  pumpkins,  chocolate,  and even coffee (on occasion) put her in a sad mood. The AI here was brilliant and I lagged behind and tried desperately to keep up.  I even wrote and included the sad moments,  but I didn’t put two and two together until later.

As I look in retrospect, she kind-of idealized Rob and over-romanticized their relationship. I’m not saying it couldn’t have worked, or that what they had wasn’t real, or that it didn’t plum nearly break my heart when he broke up with her… I hated to see my pixelated Simself so unhappy. Yet somehow Lizzie knew long before I did that she was destined for Joseph.

Due to a game glitch, somehow, Carrie ended up in Catarina’s household, and almost immediately after, Rob broke up with Lizzie. I felt like this glitch was a stroke of fate, a wake up call they probably both needed, and me too. The descent into Lizzie’s despair was distressing. I was so invested in these Sims. All these Sims. It was heartbreaking to see any one of them hurting. If I had seen what Lizzie really wanted sooner,  maybe I could’ve prevented the heartache.  I felt guilty.  Was she sad because she genuinely cared for Rob? Yes. Was she sad for her wasted time?  I think so.  Was she sad because she didn’t listen to her heart, slow down,  and wait? I think that was the hardest of all… and there was some serious truth that Lizzie knew deep down and somehow I glossed over.  Am I making too much of a game?  Maybe,  but I feel I gained incredible insight as a writer and a gamer based on this experience of writing/ playing through my Simself story.

I took my time post this chapter because I needed to heal, regroup,  and figure out where to go and what I wanted to do in game, just like Lizzie did. I fast-forwarded a bit and played around for several Sim weeks to capture the shots of the second to last chapter, allowing for Lizzie to figure out her life.

This time was good for her, and it was good for me too and getting some distance. Then I just wasn’t sure where to go. I had a couple ideas. I knew I was planning Lee and Sammy’s wedding since their engagement so I switched households to set it up, invited guests, and sat back to let things go.

And then Joseph popped back into Lizzie’s life again. Interestingly, the San Myshuno story line was already written out for him as I hinted at his desire to move to the city in previous chapters.

He was even the first to invite her to San Myshuno. In a way, Lizzie could have her cake and eat it too. She could still have love (of a different sort than planned) and still get the opportunity to move to the city… so yes, this is an announcement about the future – part two in the city.  I’m getting ahead of myself.

Joseph arrived at the wedding in a sad mood. He was actually mopey, but as soon as he saw Lizzie, all that changed and he lit up like a Christmas tree.

I nearly fell out of my chair in shock when he autonomously kissed Lizzie. I half-expected her to be mad. I mean, they hadn’t seen each other in weeks (er… story years). And yet the look in her eyes post the kiss was incredible. All those feelings flooded back and she was happy. I could see it. I was astounded.

Here I fully intended to “call Rob” post the wedding and try and patch things up. I debated inviting him to the wedding but didn’t have a good reason. I even partially worked out a story line where Lizzie moved to Brindleton Bay to try and make things work with the Buckleys.

  1. But the game answered things for me. Joseph chose Lizzie, through zero prompting of my own. And Lizzie chose Joseph, and I think she would have all along if she hadn’t been so impulsive.  And I just couldn’t deny these Sims a happy ending. I actually think I cheered. Haha. 🙂

Part One: Family Ties comes to a close. Thank you to everyone who submitted Sims and followed me along this journey, and for putting up with this supremely wordy post. Haha. It has truly been my pleasure to feature your Sims and to follow and observe all the Sims in this story. Stay tuned for Part Two: City Living.


#30 How to Enjoy a Day of Bliss (LASL)

Much has changed since the last time I wrote. Lee and Sammy got married today after a two year engagement. My sister was a beautiful bride and chose a Simbai design for her gown and her hair. They had an intimate ceremony in the backyard of their newly rented home, close friends and family. Sammy moved out of his role as a house dad to be a husband.

Nora and I were, of course, bridesmaids. Mom now manages Dad’s career. She is a show scout for the local television network, and Dad has his own half-hour sit-com. It’s rather exciting. I’m so proud of my dad. He is a rising star in the comedic world.

Mom is pretty stressed by all the hours, but surprisingly good as an art critic. For the first time in two years, I saw Joseph too. He had gone off to San Myshuno to work for Simstagram, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

Nora went to culinary school. Surprise! Surprise! And graduated with honors. She even made the wedding cake for the reception. Sammy bought another house across town so he and Lee could have some alone space. They’ve both been promoted also – Sammy is a lead detective and Lee is a field agent.

And me? I went on my book tour with my agent and everyone loved my book. I managed to crank out another two novels after Orphan SongBeggar’s Tale didn’t do as well as I would’ve hoped, but Castaway’s Call sold over five thousand copies. I was super excited. Of course, everyone’s a critic, and everyone’s got an opinion. Siri wasn’t too impressed with my latest novel where the protagonist was a single woman lost on a deserted island and she doesn’t find love, but finds herself.

“Not every story needs to be a love story,” I explained.

Little did I know, my own “story” was about to change…but again, I’m getting ahead of myself.

Lee couldn’t wait to kiss Sammy, so she didn’t even wait for the minister to say, “You can kiss the bride.” We all threw confetti as the newlyweds embraced.

Lee had the strange urge to prove to us that she was still a fit field agent and could rock a wedding gown and do push-ups. 

She wasn’t the only one compelled to do push-ups. While Ali and I caught up on day-to-day stuff and she chatted about the latest romantic comedy in theaters, Joseph did push-ups on Sammy and Lee’s living room floor. And he looked good doing it.

Joseph inserted himself in our conversation smoothly. I didn’t mind. It was nice to see him. Dad was a little buzzed though, singing some show tune off key while enjoying his third cocktail. I had forgotten how easy it was to talk to Joseph, and he seamlessly included Ali in the conversation, making certain she didn’t feel left out.

Ali wanted to move outside to enjoy the fresh air, but not the sunshine. She claimed she sun-burned easily. I know the feeling. I burned pretty badly on my family trip to Sim’waii last Christmas. So we sat underneath the umbrella-covered table for a bit to continue our chat. I nursed my cocktail while Ali munched on some of the wedding goodies. I couldn’t help but notice Joseph hanging out with Sammy’s old roommates, Sage, Ameera, Julian, and Siri. He grinned at me as I passed by to get a piece of wedding cake.

I enjoyed a nice chat with Aria while munching on Nora’s divine white wedding cake. It was incredibly delicious. Aria said she was dieting, otherwise, she would’ve had a piece. She talked about exercise and raved about music. She was training to be a classical vocalist. I was impressed by her solo during the wedding ceremony.

“I hear you sing too, Lizzie.”

“Yeah… amateur…”

“Don’t sell yourself short.”

I laughed. “Right now, I’m focused on my writing career. Not really ready to start singing in public just yet.”

Nora finally worked up the guts to kiss Julian… out of the blue… no warning.

Apparently, he liked it because he asked Nora to be his girlfriend. She was so shocked that she nearly fainted.

And then Julian couldn’t stop grinning cheekily. Perhaps this is what inspired Joseph.

“Hey Lizzie, how’s it going?”

“Great. I just got back from my nationwide book tour for Castaway’s Call,” I replied.

“That’s good… and… oh… plum! I haven’t seen you in almost two years and wow! I said that,” he looked uncomfortable.

“What?” I frowned.

“How’s it going… so casually…” he looked almost uncomfortable.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah… it wasn’t…” he grinned, sheepishly. “…how I planned to talk to you after all this time.”

“It’s fine. It’s good to see you, Joseph,” I said, my heart beat increasing a little.

He was still good-looking after all this time. Not like I expected him to change. He was wearing a plaid button-down, revealing a little bit of his chest. I remembered how he looked without a shirt, and blushed a little at the thought. The fact that his sweater was in my favorite color wasn’t lost on me. And that sexy little side smile.

“It’s good to see you too, Lizzie. You… look… radiant,” he added.

“Why thank you,” I smiled, feeling pleased by his attention. “Lee picked out the bridesmaids’ dresses.”

“It’s more than just the dress. Then again, it always was,” Joseph remarked.

“One for the picture books?” he requested.

“Sure,” I grinned, pulling out my phone so we could snap a photo.

He leaned in close to my cheek right when I said, “Cheese.” I couldn’t help but feel all the familiar chills… the good kind… the kind that made me want to squeal.

“So are you happy?” he asked me point blank.

“I am,” I said, bobbing my head. “It’s been good to write regularly and get paid doing it, and I…”

I didn’t add that I hardly ever thought of Rob anymore. We lost touch about a year and a half ago, and I think that was for the best.

“…I think I finally scraped together enough money to get a place of my own,” I continued.

“Good for you,” Joseph nodded.

“Did you sell your house yet?” I inquired.

Joseph had written me regularly in the past two years – emails, letters, and text messages, with the occasional phone call and Sim-ype session. He had trouble selling his home in the Springs for whatever reason, so he had been renting it out instead.

“No, not yet… it’s still there. Why?” Joseph quirked a brow. “Since you’re in the market… do you want it?”

I laughed. “No… I couldn’t afford your place. So how about you? How are you doing?”

Joseph threw his arms around me unexpectedly. “I’ve missed you, Lizzie.”

“Oh…” I said, awkwardly trying to wrap my arms around him in return, surprised but pleased by his sudden embrace. Mmm… those arms. “I’ve missed you too, Joseph,” I sighed, closing my eyes to enjoy the moment.

“Really?” he asked, eagerly.

“Really,” I smiled shyly. “You didn’t answer my question…”

“Truth is. I’m not okay.”

“You’re not?”

“I’m not happy…not as happy as I could be.”


He was being cryptic. I could hear my mother calling me to come over for photos.

“I’m coming…” I called to my mom before turning around. “Can we continue this conversation later?”

I tried to walk in a way where my heels wouldn’t get caught in the grass but I nearly tripped. He followed me across the lawn and I spun around so fast, he bumped into me.

“Uhooof!” he said.

“Joseph…” I started, seriously. “I have to go get pictures taken.”

“Plummit Lizzie!” Joseph exclaimed, reaching for my hands, squeezing harder than I expected. “Do I have to spell it out for you?”

“Spell wha?”

Before I could finish my words, Joseph’s lips were against mine. I was shocked, but amazed, unable to protest. How could I protest? He wanted me. I could feel it in every fiber of my being. I could feel the tingling sensation all over my body as I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed his shoulder encouragingly. He took that as a sign, and leaned in for another kiss, this time, his fingers interlaced in my hair. I couldn’t believe what was happening. After two years, he still cared about me… and wanted me. And strangely enough,  I wanted him.

“Wow!” I breathed happily when he was finished.

“Too much?” he asked, breathing heavily.

“Oh no!” I shook my head. “I… Joseph…” I dropped my head, almost ashamed. “I’m so sorry. I treated you so horribly two years ago.” I twisted my lower lip, and wrung my hands.

“Don’t worry about it. I know you cared more about Rob,” he shrugged, reaching for my hands and gently squeezing. “But could you care about me… now?”

He looked so hopeful. I hesitated and continued chewing my lower lip, not because I didn’t want to say yes, but because I didn’t want to hurt him,  or get hurt myself. Yet it was amazing, like somehow stars finally aligned and the universe got its act together. It could be incredible,  being with him. I had missed him. I didn’t realize how much I missed him until today. But I didn’t know. I got my heart stomped on before and I stomped on the heart of the guy in front of me. I never really gave him a chance, even though he totally didn’t deserve it. Joseph took my hesitation as a potential ‘no’ so he rushed through his next words.

“I told you I’d wait for you… to figure things out. And if you’d like, I’d love for you to give this guy a second chance.”

“It should be you,” my voice cracked. “…giving me a second chance.”

“I think the kiss did that for me,” he grinned.

I smiled shyly, the heat rising in my cheeks.

Joseph took my hands.  “I…Do you… want to go out with me? More than just go out with me… I care about you and I love our friendship, and I waited… but if you’re not ready,  or you don’t want this,  I’ll respect that,  but I can’t stand the thought of not being in your life so I’d like to be friends either way, but I’d really like it… if you would…”

He took a deep breath as I caught my breath,  my heart pounding in my chest.

“Be my girlfriend, Lizzie Green?”

Author Notes: This chapter featured MINEZ‘  Sammy Sarafin, Aria Rhys, Siri Beaumont, Julian DeBateau, and Ameera Laghhari, friendsfan367s Ali Morrison, Karilan’s Sage Reed, and LegacySims2017’s Joseph Simself.

This concludes Part One of Livin’ A Simmin’ Life.  In terms of the ISBI challenge rules Lizzie needed to… 

  • Follow whims as much as possible ✔
  • Emotions: Remain relatively positive with emotions (well, a few relational mishaps made that a bit tricky)
  • Make money doing odd jobs the first week or until career whim pops up ✔
  • Must do one activity or interaction per day related to each trait (honestly, this was the hardest to accomplish, but I did make sure Lizzie read regularly)
  • Reach level 5 of at least one skill – Charisma (6), Cooking (5), Writing (6) ✔
  • Reach career level 5 – Writer – Regular Contributor ✔
  • Maintain friendships with family members ✔
  • Make and maintain three friendships outside house (Joseph Simself, Sugar Maple Bough, Rob Buckley, Cathy Tea, Teresa Spinks) ✔
  • Pay rent ✔
  • Can start a romance, but must bring home to meet parents (Joseph & Rob) ✔
  • In order to maintain romance, the “love interest” must get along with at least one member of the family (Rob – friends with Nora; Joseph – friends with Eddie, Lee, and Nora) ✔
  • Cannot have love interest stay the night unless love interest invites self over ✔
  • Babies are NOT allowed until Sim moves out ✔

If you have yet to see your Sim show up in story, I plan to make sure that those Sims make an appearance in the next part. 

About this chapter… I had a whole different direction planned, and then bam! Surprise! The Sims have a mind of their own. Joseph was super flirty with Lizzie, and autonomously kissed her with no warning, then performed a series of romantic actions before asking Lizzie to be his girlfriend. I stopped touching the keys and mouse and just let things go.

This chapter was fun to write. I hope you don’t mind the skip ahead in time. I enjoyed the wedding party and all the excitement. I hope you did too. I plan to write a follow-up epilogue from the writer’s perspective so you can read that tomorrow. Thanks for sticking with me through the ride, and thanks for those of you who submitted Sims.



#29 How to Lose When You Win and Win When You Lose (LASL)

Gravity always makes things fall. If the sun rises, it must also set. A flower blooms and withers and dies. There is no uncertainty. You cannot ride the the wave forever. At some point, the water must return to the ocean. I should’ve known bliss wouldn’t last. I should’ve known tomorrow would come.

When Rob pulled up to the curb outside his house and saw the sorrowful face of his baby girl in the arms of a strange woman, not her mother, I knew things would be different. I waited in the car on a rare rainy day in Oasis Springs. It was fitting to see the droplets of water crowd my view from the passenger seat as if the universe mourned the death of a relationship before it really got its wings to flutter off the ground.

When Rob returned to the car and dropped his head against the steering wheel, I knew. I knew something was terribly wrong.

“The courts settled our custody issues,” he said.

There was no anger in his tone, no ire in his voice, just inexplicable sadness. Rob had lost custody of his daughter. Catarina had received full custody and Rob would only have visitation rights. It wasn’t fair. It didn’t seem right. Rob practically raised his daughter all on his own until more recently. While we were in San Myshuno, Catarina had made a final last ditch effort to stick it to her ex… saying he was off frolicking with a much younger woman…and she won. Rob and I were barely two years apart.

“I feel like a loser,” Rob exhaled a shuddering sigh.

“You aren’t a loser,” I reached out to touch his shoulder, but he flinched beyond my grasp.

He had forty-eight hours and then Carrie would be removed to live with her mother. San Myshuno wasn’t a place to raise a little girl, Catarina had claimed. She would instead be taking their daughter back East to Brindleton Bay. Apparently, she had secured a job working in a maritime restaurant and museum as a chef, and the courts had ruled this was more stable than life with a night club manager/former bartender.

I asked what Rob was going to do. He said he didn’t have a choice. Carrie would go live with her mom. And he would finish out his affairs in the Springs and follow. I couldn’t help but feel like it almost sounded callous the way he said affairs. Was I one of those? Was that selfish?

He could find an apartment or rent out a house so he could be close to his little girl. She needed him. What about me? What if I needed him? No where in his statements or plans did he mention me. I felt horribly selfish, but I cared about him.

With a lump in my throat, I told him to go.

“Do what you need to do… and this… us…it’ll be… there will be another time.”

“I don’t know how long I’ll…”

“Ask me to wait, Rob, and I will.”

“…how long this will take… how long I’ll be…”

“It’s okay,” I said, even as my heart was breaking.

“…it wouldn’t be fair.”

“This whole thing isn’t fair, and it’s not your fault.”

“Yes, I could’ve tried harder. I should’ve gotten a lawyer. My dad warned me not to agree to this no attorney thing.”

“Rob… you couldn’t have known. And seriously, you’re worth waiting for… both of you. I’ll wait.”


“But Rob…” my face fell.

Elizabeth,” he said, firmly. “I can’t ask you to wait. It’s over.”

And that was that. We didn’t talk about it again. I came inside with him, mostly to say my goodbyes to Carrie because I knew Rob would want to spend as much time with her as possible. Carrie was fussy tonight, and I didn’t blame her. I offered to give Carrie her night bath, and quickly brushed past Rob into the bathroom before he could disagree. As soon as I was behind the closed door, I leaned against the wood, tears stinging my eyelids.

“I don’t wanna… I don’t wanna… I don’t wanna go…” Carrie cried.

I swiped at my own tears, and tried to smile.

“I hate my mommy!”

“You don’t hate her…”

I might, but you shouldn’t. 

“I haaate haaate haaate mommy…”

“No you don’t.”

“I can’t… I…” Carrie cried dramatically.

“Carrie, wait… here… look… do you see my hair? Look I got pink highlights in San Myshuno…”

“Pink?” Carrie perked up, and hiccuped.

It was her favorite color.

“See! See!” she demanded, holding her arms up to me.

“I thought you’d like them. Now they aren’t permanent… that means they won’t last… but aren’t they fun?”

I dropped to my knees and she pulled at my braid, inspecting the hair. She threw her arms around my neck and whispered.


“Yes, precious?”

“I luf you.”

That’s it, kid! I nearly lost it. My eyes welled with tears and I squeezed the little girl fiercely.

“I love you too,” I whispered.

Rob packed up his car in the next two days. He quit his job. He turned down the night club manager job in San Myshuno. I came to see him off. It was a mistake. I cried a river… no, more like drowned Rob’s shirt in a lake. I hated that he saw me like this. He told me not to wait. It was okay to move on. No one as beautiful and young as me should wrap her whole life up in a high-school dropout, loser bartender, single dad who just lost custody of his kid and was forced to move back east to try and make things work.

“You’re not a loser, Rob,” I sniffled. “You’re not. I could come with you.”

Rob kissed the top of my head fiercely. “I’m still a loser, but thanks. For always believing in me, Lizzie.”

“I’m the loser, Rob,” I said, barely above my breath as I waved goodbye.

I went home, and held my chin high, and pretended like things would be okay,  like the courts would rule again in his favor, and he could move back to Oasis Springs, or better yet San Myshuno, and I would come with him, and we’d be together again, but I knew better. Outwardly, I was put together. Inwardly, I was a wreck.

I couldn’t even drink a cup of coffee without crying, and everyone knows how much I love coffee. I couldn’t stand to be out in the kitchen, to see the pitying faces of my family so I hid in the bathroom, sat on the toilet, and sniffled to my heart’s content, the tears plinking into my cup.

Joseph heard about my break-up through the grapevine… probably Lee to Sammy and Sammy to him. I was surprised to see a text message from him, saying he was sorry, how he wished things were different, and how he wanted me to be happy.

Some days I didn’t even get dressed, but I still somehow managed to eat, mostly because Mom or Dad made me something. Nothing tasted right to me. Not even coffee. I would sniff the bag of beans but I was too lazy and hurting too badly to make the coffee myself. Finally, Mom brewed a pot, getting tired of my moping.

“You doing okay?” Mom would ask me, ad nauseam.

“Yeah, Mom, sure,” was my standard response.

For the first time in weeks, the coffee tasted great. Maybe my taste buds were coming back. There was something familiar about the flavor. I sighed, almost happily, as I settled into a bar stool. Coffee made me smile a little. I wished it could heal my heart. My moment of happy didn’t last as Lee sauntered into the kitchen humming.

Lee had been away on a solo trip with Sammy also. They visited Monte Vista in his home country so she could meet his family. I returned,  brokenhearted,  and she came back engaged. Of course, she came back with a rock the size of all Simtalia on her finger.

“Please… Emily!” I used her given name as I rubbed the sides of my forehead. “I have a headache.”

“Oh sorry…” Lee covered her mouth with her hand. “I didn’t even realize.”

“Yeah, well realize!” I folded my arms over my chest.

Elizabeth, you don’t have to be a bear!” Mom chided.

“Oh you finally broke into the Simlombian coffee bag!” Lee exclaimed.

“It’s Simlombian coffee?” I perked up. “But that stuff’s expensive…” I frowned, looking at my mother.

“Don’t look at me,” Mom shrugged.

“It’s from Joseph, silly!” Lee giggled, leaning over the counter as she poured herself a cup. “He sent it over as a ‘cheer up’ gift for Lizzie.”

“He did?”

Nora was a little better than the rest of the family. She was still pining after Julian, evidently. She tried to understand. It wasn’t the same. She reheated a piece of tilapia that Dad grilled, and even garnished the plate with a lemon and a sprig of fresh garden herbs. I almost cried when I saw the summer savory, thinking of all the herbs I harvested in San Myshuno.

“What? No herbs?” Nora asked, widening her eyes. “You love herbs.”

“Rob…” I whimpered, laying my head on my arms resting on the counter.

“Right? Got it!” Nora cleared off the herbs and replaced them with a piece of spinach and plunked large cups of Simlombian coffee on the island.

“Thanks… Norie…” I smiled, sadly.

Coffee was my lifeline. I sent Joseph a thank you text.

The family was oddly worried to leave me alone. I was heartbroken, but I wasn’t a danger to myself. I purposely avoided texting or calling Rob, waiting for him to contact me. I figured it was better that way. He texted once to say he arrived, but not since then.

I made up all sorts of horrid scenarios in my head – the worst that he reconciled with Catarina so he could be close to Carrie and they could be a family again… without me. I buried myself in books. I could escape into literature. A novel never cared if I was in my pajamas all day without makeup. A novel never told me I looked like llama crap. And best yet, a novel never asked me if I was okay. My sisters took shifts watching over me… hovering near me in the interest of spending time, but I think they felt bad.

Dad didn’t try to understand, but he did try to make me laugh. He tried the whole “lost his arm” thing… under his vest.

“Dad, I’m not five years old!” I protested.

“Sorry…” he rubbed his head awkwardly. “I just want you to be okay.”

“I will be, Dad,” I sighed, heavily. “Eventually.”

I wasn’t even sure what I was mourning. Did I miss Rob? Did I regret taking the trip? I covered my mouth and told Dad I wasn’t feeling well, bolting from the balcony. Did I regret our night together? Maybe I should’ve been sure first… really sure… that I loved him and he loved me… and that we’d be together forever. I didn’t need a ring… because I wasn’t sure I was ready to get married, but I needed more. I needed something. I had something and it was yanked away, and it was yanked away after I gave away everything. Was I being punished? Suddenly, everything that made sense didn’t anymore. I needed to get out of the house.

When I did venture outside, I didn’t want to be recognized. I buried myself in a comfy teal cat track suit, and pulled the hood up. I jogged around town. I ran past Rob’s old house. The curtains in the windows made me cry, the ones we picked out at the House Depot. I’m pathetic.

I couldn’t help but notice the for sale sign in Joseph’s yard. He was moving? He did mention an opportunity to work in San Myshuno awhile back, but I hadn’t thought much about it. I kind-of wished I had an opportunity to pop off to the city and pull my life back together.

I stopped running and returned to the house, staring at the sign. He’s really leaving. For some reason, this left a heavy weight in my heart.

“Excuse me?” a woman in a sharp business suit and heels walked across the lawn. “Are you interested in buying a house?”

“Who me?” I looked around.

“Yes, you,” she replied. “It’s a one-bedroom, one bath with a kitchen, dining, living area, and very reasonably priced. The owner wanted a quick sale.”

“He did, did he?”

“Yes…” she frowned. “Excuse me? Do you know the owner?”

“Um… have a nice day…” I ran away before she could see my tears.

Rob left. Joseph was leaving. I was pathetic. I needed to leave too. I had to get out of here.

I decided I had to do something productive. I popped into the library and started writing. At first, everything I wrote sounded like crap, and then it started to make sense. The words flowed freely from my fingers. They had heart. They had soul. They had grit. I wrote for hours and hours, until the library was closing, and then I went home and wrote more. I wrote more than I had ever written before in my life, and before I knew it, I had a story… and I felt alive.

Within a week, I submitted my first draft to my beta readers – Teresa, Ali, and Cathy. All three gave me constructive, but positive feedback. Cathy put me in touch with her publisher in San Myshuno. I sent my draft in.

After another two weeks, I was contacted by an agent, who wanted to represent me. The publishing company accepted my book, and they wanted to know if there would be another in the series. I was on the phone with my agent for the third time when I realized something.

“Holland Chambers?”


“Are you related to Brooklyn Chambers?”

Yes, she’s my daughter. Oh my! Wait! Lizzie? The Lizzie Green? I should’ve known, even with the E.G. Green! Oh my goodness! We’re neighbors…” she sounded like she pulled the phone away from her mouth. “Honey… we’re neighbors with my latest client… Oh my gawd! Lizzie… how exciting! Yes, you’ve babysat my daughter and son many times…Dallas!” she yelled away from the phone again. “Honey? Lizzie is my neighbor… wait… can you see me?” she seemed to direct to me.

I walked to the balcony so I could see Holland Chambers waving to me from the window of the house across the street.

“Hey,” I waved awkwardly. “So tell me more about this book series thing?”

Holland gushed on and on for a few minutes, excitedly filling me in on the details of publication.

“…and we’ve got you scheduled for a book tour in Simvada, Califorsimia, and Simizona…”

“Wait… what? Book tour?”

Oh yes, it’s fairly standard when the company loves a book and wants to promote their newest author. You’re gonna love it!

“Wait… how soon would I leave?”

Well, right away… if you can… and then keep ’em coming! They loved your book. Loved your book. They want more. I want more. It’s gonna be great.”

I managed to gather everyone, except Dad around the table for my news. We Simype-d him in from his interview in Newcrest.

This is so exciting! I’m so proud of you, Lizzie!

“Thanks Dad.”

“This is such a wonderful opportunity,” my mother smiled. “We’ll miss you.”

“Wow… all such exciting things happening for us,” Nora clapped her hands.

She was heading off to university. Lee would be leaving to accompany Sammy back to Simtalia on an acquisitions trip for their work. They would be back for a few weeks around Christmas and then both received assignment in the Sim Union. I didn’t ask. Government secrets and all.

I’m going to miss all my girls… aww… hugs...” Dad said, through the screen.

I decided to take one last walk through Desert Bloom Park before leaving. I would be busy in the next few days saying goodbye to friends, packing, and prepping for my book promotions tour. I was complaining to myself about wearing the wrong shoes, annoyed that my boot heel kept getting caught in the dirt when I ran into Joseph.

“Uh… hey…” he said.

“Hi…” I replied, sort-of stunned to see him.

“I thought you left…”

“I heard you came by…”

We both grinned, talking over one another again.

“I didn’t leave,” he went first. “Not yet. I’m moving a week from Tuesday.”

“Yeah, I’m going on a book tour for my latest novel, Orphan Song. It’s being published by a real publishing house,” I added.

“Lizzie, that’s great!” Joseph said, excitedly. “I’m really…”

I didn’t miss that he swallowed hard, and my heart twinged. Did he miss me too? Did the thought of me leaving make him unhappy?

“…happy for you. Your book tour doesn’t happen to swing through San Myshuno?” Joseph winced,  hopefully.

“No…Califorsimia and Simizona… so I’m flying south,” I chuckled. “San Myshuno? So you got the Simstagram job?”

“Yeah, I left Nookstone News about three months ago and I’ve been telecommuting, but it’s time I move up there,” he explained. “I won’t have my own place right away. I’ll have roommates.”

“So you’re heading north?” I hated the annoying little catch in my throat.

What’s wrong with you, Lizzie?

“Say, Lizzie! Let me throw you a goodbye party!”


“Yeah, a sort-of farewell celebratory thing before you go on tour.”

“But your house? It’s… you’ve… I mean… aren’t you busy packing and moving and everything? I can’t ask you to…”

“You’re not. I’m offering.”

“Are you sure?”

“Lizzie Green… look at you… published author… this is worth throwing a party.”

“Okay… I guess… thanks…”

“You’re welcome… and Lizzie?”


“Promise you’ll keep in touch?”

Author Notes: Sorry the world’s longest chapter. HA! Now that I have my game up-to-date and reinstalled on my new desktop (as of late January) and all my saves are there, I can most definitely jump ahead and play the next chapter. (Yes, all this time I’ve been using screenshots from my games with no access to the game itself). Hopefully no more glitches. 

In game, Catarina moved to Brindleton Bay and in a glitch, Carrie ended up in her household. I cheated to place Carrie back in Oasis Springs for the few shots in which you see her. But Rob broke up with Lizzie autonomously, but then they both cried. They were both so depressingly sad. It was so distressing and heart breaking. I didn’t really need a song to get in the mood, but I was listening to this song – Diana Krall’s cover of How Can You Mend a Broken Heart? Lizzie took a long time, more time than usual, to “get over” Rob if you can call it that. I’m planning to jump ahead in the story a bit because it just makes sense and the play time was semi-boring in here anyhow.

Then the game took a surprisingly happy turn. Lizzie was promoted to novelist over time and I decided whomever the first person she met with (who she had never met before) would be her agent. And that’s how Lizzie met Holland. Super glitchy game prevented pictures.

And then, Lizzie met Joseph in the park by pure chance. He chatted with her, complimented her, and then he invited her to a party. Unfortunately, my game crashed right when I sent her to the party, so I had to creatively come up with an alternate ending. I think this one will suffice. 😛 

Thanks for reading. FYI, Simtalia is my Simworld version of Italy and the Sim Union is my Simworld version of Europe. This chapter featured pammiechick’s Holland Chambers,  Joseph Simself from LegacySims2017, and InfraGreen’s/Trip’s Rob Buckley and Carrie


Casting Call: Part Two of Livin’ A Simmin’ Life

Surprise! Another 2nd post today! I’m starting a casting call for Part Two of my Simself’s adventures. It’s hard to believe I’m already into Part Two, and yes, I’ve been playing ahead, because it’s fun and I couldn’t wait.I would love to have your Sim(s) join an already colorful, amazing cast of characters.

This is an ISBI (I’m Surrounded By Idi*ts) Challenge, meaning I’ll only control my Simself and everything else is left up to autonomy and game mechanics (short of a few minor things, and I’ll let you know in author notes).

If you have yet to see a Sim you submitted, I’m going to change up my rules a bit and try to interact with each and every one of them in Part Two. In Part One, I tried to leave everything up to game mechanics and only interact with Sims who came across my Simself’s path, but I want to make sure ALL your submitted Sims get a chance in the spotlight.

A few changes from the first part (and this is all explained over in the other page too):

  • I’ve changed up my Simself’s appearance. If you’d like to use my Simself in your game, you can find out more HERE. I only ask that if you feature my Simself in your story, you’d link back to my stuff (either Tumblr, WordPress, or forums… or all).
  • I have ALL the expansions (short of the upcoming Jungle Adventures).
  • I have very few stuff packs, but I plan to purchase a few soon (if you have any suggestions, let me know).
  • My Simself will already have a love interest in Part Two (sorry guys 😉 ) but if you’d like your Sim to find a “love” also, let me know (either for future generations, with another submitted Sim, or just in general).
  • I welcome pets… and I encourage pet submission. I love furry critters. 🙂
  • The upcoming arc will take place in San Myshuno if that influences whom you submit.

You can click HERE to read more if you’re interested in submitting. You can also leave me info below in the comments, message me on Tumblr, or visit the forums page.

Thanks everyone! Looking forward to interacting with your Sims in game. 🙂


#28 How to Make Magic (LASL)

The days flew by and turned into weeks, which turned into months. I saw Joseph less and less as he began avoiding our neighborhood. When I did see him at a distance, I tried to wave, and he always waved back, but he never walked over to talk to me. I guess, it’s for the best. Rob and I enjoyed our blossoming relationship. Even though we were committed to one another, we agreed to take things slow, and that meant no sleepovers… and giving Carrie plenty of time to adjust to having me around.

Of course, that didn’t keep us from sneaking in a little make-out session whenever we could…

“You’re pretty amazing, Lizzie.”

I laughed. “Rob, you’re pretty amazing too.”

“Pretty…and amazing… oh wait! I think I borrowed that line from a movie. Too corny?” he rubbed his jaw.

“I happen to like corn,” I smirked.


Rob sighed.  “I guess it’s too much to ask for…I’m not getting lucky.”

I gave him a friendly jab in the stomach as I opened the bedroom door. He exaggerated a double over.

“What? We are in the bedroom!”

And that didn’t keep Carrie from wanting me to tuck her into bed as often as possible… even after my date nights with Rob, no matter how late we returned. It was an absolute must to regale her with all my crazy stories. I managed to finish a teen novel, and started into another children’s book, this one featuring a protagonist based on the adorable little girl who stole my heart.

My new relationship took up much of my free time, and the rest of the time, I was still working as a nanny. I still couldn’t wait to come home to Carrie every night, even though Tabatha had pretty much warmed to me too. The family missed me.

Lee grumbled that we didn’t do sleepovers in her room anymore. What are we? Twelve? The last “sleepover” Lee and I had was the forced room sharing the night Joseph stayed over.

Mom complained that I was neglecting my household chores. Of course, she would. Drr…

I ran to the store quick to pick up some laundry detergent, and awkwardly ran into Joseph. Funny thing! He was buying detergent too.

“How are you, Lizzie?” he asked.

“Um… laundry!” I chuckled weakly, shaking the bottle by my head.

I didn’t know how much I should say given I was the person who crushed his heart.

“Me too,” he offered a genuine smile.

I wondered if he was over me or just being nice.  My heart still jumped a little when I saw him,  even if it had no right to do so. Joseph held the door open for me as we walked out of the store.

Dad was sad that we hadn’t done any spontaneous dancing on our balcony to the jukebox lately. Frankly, I hadn’t done much thinking about dancing… with anyone but Rob, but dancing at the jukebox made me think of Joseph, and for some reason, it made me sad. Just like watching werewolf movies did and eating chocolate. Or jogging. And now doing laundry.  What’s wrong with me?  I thought as I absently traced a hand across the jukebox and hummed O-O-H Child. I had no reason to be sad. I had Rob.

Only Nora seemed to understand.

“You do what you do for love,” she said, after practicing piano.

For love? I wondered. Am I in love with Rob? Is this what it feels like? 

In the mid-summer, Rob got an incredible opportunity… to interview for the position of general manager of a night club in San Myshuno. He could do the day-to-day business things and select musical acts for the stage, plus he’d have the opportunity to sing a little himself every once in awhile.  It was a dream come true. The company asked him to come up to Simnadia for a week. Rob was over Luna about it… as he should be. And he asked me something surprising…

He asked if I’d come with him. This was a big step for us. We hadn’t even spent a night together yet, save the night or two I fell asleep on the couch watching the little girl.  I had never been more nervous in my life, but sitting next to Rob on the airplane and staring out the window as we arrived at sunset, I knew everything would be okay. I was here to support my man. I think… I jostled my ginger ale into his lap when I leaned over and looked out the plexiglass. He snipped at me for being a klutz and then immediately sighed and apologized.  I think my face turned as red as the sunset.  Rob kissed my cheek and squeezed my hand as I relaxed back into my seat.  Plenty of time to see everything.  

Given it was summertime, the city was alive with color and bustling with festivals. Rob promised to take me to every one. I was excited to partake in everything the city had to offer.

On the first night,  as the butterflies danced in my stomach, I took bold steps into the festival. Rob was meeting me later. I held my head high and delighted in all the sights,  but shyly refrained from partaking until I could get my city legs under me. I figured Joseph wouldn’t be nervous as he had been to the city before.  He seemed confident in everything he did.  Why am I thinking about him again? I frowned.

“I’ll take that one,” I said to the street bartender, opting for liquid courage… and possibly distraction.

It helped.  I stopped thinking about Joseph.  I started enjoying myself.  I started thinking about Rob. About his thick mane of hair.  About his love for his kiddo. About his amazing singing voice.  About his bartending skills, new cocktails every night.

I stopped thinking about Rob and looked up. I wanted to go everywhere at once.  I was in love… with the city.  Rob finally joined me.  He seemed to enjoy hanging back and watching me run about like a little kid. Every once in awhile I’d catch him… smile mostly hidden by his mustache, but nonetheless, pleased.

We enjoyed fried egg-rolls in the purple twilight atop painted wooden picnic tables. Rob spent most of his first day at the studio learning the ins and outs of bar management while I roamed the city, picking out the perfect outfit to wear to the Spice Festival. I told him everything. I sat on street benches and watched children play hopscotch in sun-faded chalk outlines and heard every language under the sun as I walked through the concrete jungle. We shared our days, and it didn’t matter what we said. I just wanted to hear his voice.

I took advantage of the free herb garden, and plucked some summer savory, cedary sage, robust rosemary, and fragrant thyme. I didn’t know what I’d use it for yet, but I was amazed that the city festival just gave away an abundance of herbs to any and all who wanted them.

I investigated the quaint vendor booths, purchasing festival tee shirts, trinkets, and city souvenirs. I knew my dad would appreciate the eggs, bacon, and steak tee shirt.

Rob felt a bit tense from the long evening with his possible new employers, grumbling about the potential rigors of his new job. The hours would be longer than what he was accustomed to. He also was upset because he called to check in with Carrie and she missed him. I indulged him with a back rub and offered to buy him a drink from the street bar.

“You’re right,  Lizzie. I need to relax,” Rob replied.

We embraced our more daring side, and tested out the bubble bar, with interesting results. Rob appreciated my enthusiasm. I felt so alive. 

We listened the jams of the street performers, in rhythm with the natural buzz of San Myshuno, the sweet strums of the guitar strings against the backdrop of the hums of city traffic.

We delighted our taste buds with ice cold glasses of the strawberry lemonade rum slush. 

We broke to embrace beneath the hazy stars, obstructed by smog, but nonetheless, the moment felt infinitely romantic. 

I adored making Rob happy. He had such a delightful vibrato to his laugh. 

And when we kissed, it was as if we were the only two people in the world, caught in awkward repose, and strangely magical. 

We stayed up all night. Rob ordered me a coffee so I could keep up my energy. When Rob returned to the hotel,  I hung back and observed the people, the real heartbeat of the city. And was pleasantly surprised by the man in the raccoon costume. What? Oh the things you can see!

“Do you like salads?” the raccoon man asked.

“Sure,” I shrugged.

Lettuce get together because you’re looking fresh,” he joked.

I laughed hysterically.  I’m going to blame it on being tired.

“Seriously fresh salads at The Queen’s Greens,” he added.

“Ah okay, I’ll have to stop by with my boyfriend,” I said as he handed me a flier. “Why raccoons?”

“Because our salads are so cheap,  you’ll think it’s a steal,” he quipped.

I resisted the urge to smack my face with the flier as the costumed man skipped down the street. Raccoons? Mini bandits? Steals? Oh yeah,  I think salads.  

I went back to the hotel for a nap and shower. Surprisingly, I ran into Sugar later that afternoon. She flew up for the weekend, and was in town for the World’s Largest Flea Market. Supposedly, Cathy came with her too. She invited me to join her.

Sugar was less interested in the sales than she was in the street musicians. Turns out, the female guitarist was my neighbor, Aria Rhys, a roommate of Sammy, Sage, Julian, and Ali. What a small world! It was appropriate as she strummed tunes from Alice in Wonderland on her weathered guitar atop the colored glass tiles on the sidewalk.

And Sugar even surprised us with an impromptu performance on her violin of Csárdás, a traditional folk dance. I was stunned, and moved to tears. It was impossible not to feel the music in the depths of my soul. I only wish Rob had been around to share the moment.

I don’t know what it is about the city. Kissing feels so strangely magical beneath the skyscrapers, in the midst of this concrete jungle. Tonight,  I didn’t even tell him about my day.  I couldn’t wait for those lips.

Rob said he had a surprise for me. I was, of course, excited. When am I not excited for surprises?

Rob playfully teased me and told me I needed to wait. The pigeons gathered to watch our moment.

I bought fresh fruit and vegetables from a vendor that night – peppers, in all colors of the rainbow, orange carrots, juicy red cherries, and green apples. I even purchased lettuce so I could make a salad for myself back in my hotel room.

Rob knew I was uncomfortable with the idea of this vacation… initially… and got me my own hotel room within our suite, which had a divine deep soaking tub, expansive windows overlooking city life, and a small kitchenette to make meals if I so desired. 

Everything in the city seems to sing… even the advertisements. Like this one for Rose Brothers Tires.

Rob’s surprise was to pick out a painting I’d like from the street artist. Don’t worry about the price, he said, casually. I was amazed at his generosity. I selected the small painting of the planetary system. It seemed dreamy.

We did karaoke a few times. I wasn’t quite as good as Rob, but I stumbled and slid my way through songs, trying desperately to keep up with this music aficionado. By the third or fourth time, I gained confidence and decided to go for it with another Mr. Wonderful song, a duet, A Whole New World… appropriate for this stage in our relationship.

Unbelievable sights
Indescribable feeling
Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling
Through an endless diamond sky
A whole new world
(Don’t you dare close your eyes)
A hundred thousand things to see
(Hold your breath it gets better)
I’m like a shooting star
I’ve come so far
I can’t go back to where I used to be
A whole new world
(Every turn a surprise)
With new horizons to pursue
(Every moment, red-letter)
I’ll chase them anywhere
There’s time to spare
Let me share this whole new world with you

On our final night, Rob dressed up like a clown for the Hijinks and Humor Festival benefiting The Children’s Hospital. I had a bit of fun in my puppy print lime green dress and strawberry scoop ice cream earrings.

I enjoyed a cup of the whimsical dark purple tea from its bubbling fountain everyone raved about – probably a little too much. It made me a smidge loopy.

I did see Cathy Tea. She and Sugar had stayed for the benefit. It was nice to see friends. We listened as Sugar serenaded us with more genius classical pieces and Rob belted some fun show tunes, in his clown costume, no less.

“He’s fun,” Cathy said as Rob bounced off to make balloon animals for some of the kids.

“Yeah, that he is,” I balanced my elbow on the table, and rested my head on my hand. “How are things back in the Springs? How’s your writing going?”

“Great! I started another book.”

“Good for you.”

“Yeah, and the proceeds from my last book are helping pay for our house projects. Sugar and I wallpapered the bathroom. We’re doing a major yard remodel. I thought of adding more lavender plants and I wanted to take out our perpetually dying lawn to make space for a bird bath and a patio area.”

“Sounds nice, ” I remarked,  sipping my tea. “Maybe you should grow some of these purple tea plants.”

“I hear the plant is rare and only grows in specific regions of Af’simica,” Cathy puzzled.

“Knowing you, you’d take on the challenge. So how goes landscaping?”

Cathy winced.  “I hurt my back hauling the dirt around in the wheelbarrow so Joe…” she trailed off.

“What?” I perked up.

“Sorry, Lizzie, I know how you left things with him. No judgment here,” Cathy shook her head and waved her arms. “I didn’t know if you wanted me to avoid mentioning his name.”

“It’s okay,” I sighed, still feeling a slight tug on my heart when I heard Joseph’s name.

“He came over to help finish off our yard. He’s been there every day actually. He’s a hard worker,” Cathy stated casually.

“Yeah… and he’s nice to look at when he’s working too,” Sugar interjected, plopping down at our table. “Phew! I finally finished signing all those autographs.”

I imagined a shirtless Joseph. It was not the picture I wanted to see right now. I shook my head. I’m with Rob, I reminded myself, and decided that was my cue to leave.

Rob and I parted ways with Cathy and Sugar and wandered about the Casbah Gallery, which was sponsoring the event. Rob and I joked around, teasing, tickling, giggling, kissing… but it was when he looked into my eyes and said, “Lizzie, I love you…” that I practically glowed. I knew. This was the moment. This was what it was supposed to feel like.

The fireworks began around eleven, but we were almost too lost in one another’s eyes to notice.

We returned to the hotel and made beautiful music… not quite moonlit sonata…but a concerto with a side of whimsy, some false starts, an operatic vibrato, a creak, a squeak, and a can’t-quite-reach-this-note-but-we-sure-are-having-fun. Our hearts floated in unison,  leaving us breathless. And Rob finally got lucky… but honestly,  I felt pretty lucky too.

Author Notes: Lizzie and Rob had such a delightful time in the city. I tried to do their experience justice with my words, but I’m not sure if I succeeded.Whenever I couldn’t capture a scene,  I tried to capture a mood.  For example,  Rob arrived in the city feeling tense and yelled at Lizzie… hence the ginger ale spill . He immediately apologized. Later when he was tense after talking with his ex (which makes sense during their trip since Cat is Carrie’s mom), Lizzie calmed him down with a massage,  drinks,  and the bubble bar. And raccoon guy flirted with Lizzie and wanted to talk about vegetables. I legit was tired when writing the scene so it’s a bit silly.  :p

Also I couldn’t help but throw in an Aladdin reference, another Disney… er… Mr. Wonderful song. The version I linked to is by the fabulous Caleb Hyles and the equally talented Malinda Kathleen Reese.

So if you don’t know this about me already, I love to sing. I don’t do it often, and I rarely… rarely do karaoke, mostly because I’m shy about it, but once I get singing, I can go forever… and I suddenly lose all my fears in front of a crowd. I don’t pretend to have the voice that Malinda does in this video, but I do have classical vocal training and spent years in all kinds of different choir and singing groups. It seemed only fair that my Simself enjoy and love music as much as me, and to sing in game. I haven’t done as much singing recently now that I’ve gotten older, but it’s still a (hidden) passion of mine, and I’ve always wanted to do duets like this with people. So there, I said it… can’t take it back. Eek! *slinks away shyly now*

Sugar played an impromtu street performance and I was so awe-inspired by her music that I forgot to take screenshots. I am impressed. For the record, Csárdás is a traditional Hungarian folk song. I don’t have a “Hungary” country per se in my Simworld, only Simshua (a.k.a Russia, which encompasses Eastern Europe), but I don’t want to downplay this country’s unique and beautiful culture or song. I couldn’t find a version that I felt was fitting for Sugar, but you can head over to YouTube and find dozens of versions of this awe-inspiring, challenging song.

Lizzie kept rolling whims to think of or related to Joseph.  I didn’t understand but I rolled with it. She did see him, by accident,  in the Springs before leaving, and she legitimately was in a sad mood during all those incidences above… jukebox dancing,  eating chocolate,  watching the werewolf movie,  and jogging.  Go figure?!?

I switched back to the Springs briefly to check on the household members because all of their “needs” were red. I wanted to make sure no one was dying. Nora was over at Cathy’s and Sugar’s house so I clicked over to see her, and lo and behold! Joseph was out harvesting plants in the backyard. I thought it was nice so I added it to the story.

Hope you enjoyed this ridiculously long chapter… and apologies for my long-winded, longer-than-normal author note. 😛 This chapter featured InfraGreen’s/Trip’s Rob BuckleyMINEZ‘ Aria Rhys,  LegacySims2017’s Joseph Simself, and CathyTea‘s Sugar Maple Bough and Cathy Tea.