Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Honey Michels - Simday 20

46 simyears old

I don't want my little girl feeling bad about anything going on in her life. I want her to feel as confident and secure about herself, as I feel about myself.

I'm so proud of her. And I try to tell her that all the time.

It took a long while for me and her to warm up to each other. I had been gone, filming Suburb Sim, for a lot of her infancy/toddlerhood. She had a tighter bond with her father, but I think she's come to know that I'm her mother and I'm not going to leave her again. I let her get to know me, and teach her some of the things I'm interested in, like Cuisine. She reads my magazines and seems to really like it.

I'm there for her when she leaves for school each encourage her when she doesn't want to go. The kids at school can be very mean. They call her 'blubber butt' because of her recent weight gain. She's just a little chubby, nothing to fuss over. Although, it's hard for me to see her stuffing her face like she does. I have to remember, she's just a kid...and that's what kids do.

But, she seems to bounce back quickly. She's making friends and she's becoming interested in Music & Dance, so we bought her a ballet bar for her room.

Maybe one day, she'll be a star just like her Mom. She didn't want me to take her picture, because she's not good enough yet, but I told her if she practices everyday, she'll become SimNation's best ballet dancer! She just has to practice.

We've become the best of friends now, and I don't want to lose that trust between us.


I invited my girls over on my day off. I just love hanging with my girlfriends. They're a lot of fun, and it fills the gap from when me and Asya used to hang out and do all our dirt together. I really miss that.

I also wanted to feel out Emerita Valdes and she was cool. She doesn't know that I was the one that called in the story to THG about Ed and Tomika down at the car one knows I did that, but me and now you...the readers.

We were watching a movie and the subject came up about Asya. That's my life these days. No one can let it go. I'm trying to let it go in my own way, but it keeps coming up. I guess its because all of us have never sat down to talk about it. They wanted to know how me and Trinity felt. If I was still angry about Asya trying to kill my husband. Truth is...yeah, I'm still angry at her. I haven't forgiven her. They told me I needed to forgive her, and Nick needs to forgive Serg and vice versa. Rita said she was tired of throwing parties and either we don't come, or Serg and Kim don't come, because we don't get along.

That got me to thinking that I need to go visit Asya at the cemetery. I haven't been there since the funeral last year. I remember like it was yesterday, when I went over to her and Sergio's home in Cedar Homes, to talk to her about the effects her drinking would have on her newborn baby girl, Sierra. She had such a defensive wall up, I never got through to her.

A butterfly flew overhead and landed on the balister fencing near the grave. I knew it was a sign from Asya, asking me for forgiveness. I felt it in my spirit.

It was time for all of us to forgive one another.

I actually tried to catch that butterfly to keep it...heaven knows why. *smiles* It is kind of funny, now that I think about it.

Me and Stacy Masters have gotten pretty close. She's in Athletics, as well. She's an Assistant Coach at some school over in Sim City. I invited her over to talk some more and maybe to go and check out the new Sports Park. (I'm so glad we all have some place to go and workout now.)

She wanted to blow off some steam over the latest drama down at City Hall, regarding some letter she sent to Sabien. "Well, let's go work it out, girl! That's what Sims like us do!"

I hope I didn't intimidate her too much. With her being pregnant and all, she didn't want to come near the water. I thought she was gonna get in with me, but she didn't. I know one thing...I still got it!

Boy, did it feel good! My recreation only lasted a few minutes, though...the dark clouds rolled in and it started thunderstorming once again, within a few short minutes. I'll be glad when all this rain clears up, so I can enjoy this new park.

I can barely get my gardening done, with all the rain. You would think it would keep my flowers from dying, but nope! I forgot to water them and they've quickly started dying. As much as I hated to do it...I knew that the end of our rotation was coming, and I needed to get out there and 'pretty-fy' my front yard again. We got charged a couple thou. last time for not maintaining the yard.

Can you believe one of my co-workers is Jonathan Wade? He's on the coach's lineup with my team, the SimCity Llamas. Yep, the same Jonathan Wade I was furious with years ago, for making a pass at me. He came home with me and helped me out with the yard. He's been trying to make amends ever since that news hit the paper, oh so long ago.

I thought it was really sweet, and now I've even forgiven him! It's so nice how forgiveness can turn your life around, full circle. I hope other Sims will be inspired by this.

And, since Nick and Keva couldn't be bothered with yardwork, I put them on bathroom detail. *smiles*

At the end of the evening, we went back over to Aldi's as a family and had dinner, where we were greeted warmly by the staff and an estatic, Sergio, who barely let us enjoy our meal for wanting to talk about this or that. He was mighty happy to see us.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Nick Michels - Simday 20

46 simyears old

It's springtime, finally. Time for new beginnings. Our lease was up at Cedar Street Two Flats and we couldn't wait to get the heck out of dodge! We had enough money saved, somehow, to purchase our first home on 94 E. Cedar. Actually, Honey's salary from Suburb Sim soap is what helps us out. If it weren't for that, we'd be living in Cedar Homes.

Lars hooked us up. I told him so, too. That man can build a carboard box and make it look good.

It's nothing fancy, by any means. We can't afford fancy, yet. I'm neck-deep in debt! But, hopefully one day...I'll be able to get Honey the house she's always dreamed of. One that's fit for the Queen that she has become in my life.


When we first moved into our new home, my little Princess wouldn't sleep in her own bed due to all the thunderstorms and lightning. Her mother got tired of sitting up with her, and one night just sat her on the floor where she quietly resumed her sleep. Remember when I did that? Honey almost had a heart attack!

Well, I brought it back, why in the hell did I do that? I got my head chewed off! This time it's different - supposedly because "Keva is not a newborn infant anymore. She can't get too spoiled thinking its ok to sleep with Mommy and Daddy for the rest of her life, she needs to sleep in her own crib." Well, I didn't like the fact that Honey put my baby on the floor, and began to worry that we moved her into this house too fast...maybe she was traumatized by the move? Silly, right?

Honey is trying to teach her - independence. She'll put her in her highchair to eat and just leave her. Whereas, I...I have to sit there and watch her take every bite for fear of her choking.

She's my only child. And I'm sure we won't have anymore. I just want what's best for my little Princess.

It's a shame we missed her birthday. We waited too late to have a party. Time goes so fast, you wish you could have those little moments back, but they're forever gone.

Her mother and I were trying to get our groove on when she grew up...we still like to have our romantic nights together. Thank goodness for that! Most couples our age, are too busy to make time for one another. Honey and I make the time. It seems as though, the older we get and the longer we're together, the more we fall in love. This - from the guy that used to stay on the prowl. I told you I was a changed man!

We made up for missing Keva's birthday by celebrating with some cake I purchased from Saint Rose's Bakery. Boy, was it GOOD! Keva had a little bit too much and stuffed herself. Her Mom almost had a fit. Not only is she my Queen, she's the fitness Queen as well, you know...

Keva got a little embarassed about her belly pooch. The kids at school were making fun of her, so I told Honey we need to find out what Keva likes and encourage her to pursue it. Honey wanted to give her a makeover. It would boost her confidence, so she bought her some clothes that fit her well, and some little Tweety Bird earrings. Cute as a button! And boy, does she look just like her mother! Smart as a whip, too! She likes to do her homework. I'm proud to say she gets that from her Daddy. Her new makeover seems to have worked a miracle on her confidence. Momma was right!

The importance of being a good example for Keva, really is my main goal now. Honey and I make a strong team when it comes to her. And for this, I thought I'd go down to Aldi's and see if Sergio was there. It was time to drop the attitudes and re-build our friendship. I can't teach my kid anything, if I can't teach her forgiveness.

(I needed to buy a new tux, anyway. That old pink one I used to wear, is played out. I don't know why I let Honey talk me into buying that ugly tux...hey, she loves pink and I was all about the panties back in those days. I'd do anything she asked, to get what I wanted.)

So, I'm at the store and the checkout lady looks at me as if she's seen a ghost! What the heck is up with that? I know I've got a few gray hairs now, but I don't look that different!

It made me feel like Sergio put me on blast at his store, or something! What the f@#$ is going on?

Sure enough, when I went outside to get in my car, Serg was walking by and I called out to him. I was gonna apologize and try to work the thing out...he just kept on walking! I know he heard me.

I kept on stepping. What am I supposed to do? I told Honey about it when I got home. Shoot, my feelings were hurt. I'm out in the rain trying to make amends, and he keeps on walking like he's too good to hear what I got to say!

Honey told me we should invite them over for dinner. I let that stew around in my head for a couple of days. I had to go to work. Game Time work, isn't exactly my idea of hard work, 'cause I get to play. But, the pressure was on when Andrew Enriquez showed up. Ed Valdes had told me that was the guy you need to impress to get a good review for your business.

When I'm stressed out, I take my frustrations out on the pool table. Me and this guy played a helluva pool game that night. He beat me. He beat me good, and then took out his pen and paper and gave me a good review! We got the Best of the Best Award, too! And I'm only at a 4 Ranking! The best is yet to come!


I invited Sergio and his wife, Kimberly over for dinner. Sabien and Ed Valdes came, too, I guess for support and mediation. They just showed up, uninvited, really...

My little Princess was outside greeting everybody while me and Honey took a quickie under the sheets. I had a lot of shit on my chest...nerves mostly.

She was the most gracious little hostess, so they tell me.

Serg's wife, Kim, wore her old University mascot costume, to lighten the mood I think. Or she's a little off or something...I don't know which. I think she wanted to give us all a few laughs, if it got too heavy.

It didn't take long for me and Serge to get into it. I was still salty about the other night.

But, I must wasn't long before we had hashed out all our disagreements. He apologized to me for everything. Even for Asya's attempt on my life. He was truly sorry things went down like that. We made up. We're starting over and I think we can put this whole mess behind us now. And, the beautiful thing is, my daughter was there to witness it all.

Shoot, I hugged everybody. I'm glad its over.