There wasn’t enough this time around for an animal 1.5 chapter and a 2.5 chapter…so I smooshed them together and will post it later today as Chapter 2.5.
Well, I got an opportunity to fix a stereo for my mom. Now that I am happy and on my way to motherhood, I thought it would help our relationship to repair it and return it to her. Well, the best laid plans and all that I guess. It went horribly. She looked like crap first of all.
It seems that she couldn’t afford real maternity clothes and just cut out room for my little brother or sister that she is having with my ex-husband.
I can’t tell if our lives resemble a soap opera or country song anymore. It’s just pathetic though.
I wasn’t about to let her go around like that. Mousehand gave her one decent outfit.
All I said was here is your stereo and it was the Battle of the Preggos. I should probably make a note that two hormonal women does not make for a great moment.
Mousehand: I was like 
when I got this pop up.
It wasn’t very helpful that she was so poor that she couldn’t afford to eat. She tried to blame me for the situation she found herself in.
I quickly explained to her that she would still be home with dad if her and Fluffs had kept away from each other.
Alani: “Boooo!!!”
I have never done anything so childish in my life, but her reaction was hysterical.
Alani: “Hahahahaa!”
Then another stupid idea came over me. One that I should have thought twice about doing.
I found out one thing though. I was over him. Completely and utterly. I actually was here to chat and try to be the friends we once were, but I realize that it is way too late for that. He accused me of gossiping. I work all day and this was the first time out of the house in the months following my new marriage.
Talk about hormonal. I went off the deep end. Big time. I unloaded every hurtful thing I could think to blame him for.
He said it was all my fault for not wanting kids and then said he hoped I had a baby girl who ruined my life. It was on after that.
Altoid was so upset and it seemed, very worried about the baby. I hoped he was not mad at me for making him go with mom and Fluffs. Me and dad just weren’t able to take care of all the animals with just the two of us. I gave him a hug and a pat and just left. I was hungry, angry and needed some happy time. I went home, where I belonged.
But not before I heard Fluffs screaming at Altoid and Altoid running to hide under the bench. I vowed that it wouldn’t be long before I brought him home to be loved like he deserved.
Dad was working on his special Minty project and Matthew was either at work or skilling up. I did the next best thing. I worked. Poor Star wanted attention, but I had to start making plans. Sooner or later I had to get with the mayor and request some action be done about the no horses allowed in town. The boys, Indigo, Orion, and Star needed a place besides home to run and jump. There is no center for them here and no horse arena for competitions. Not that my boys would ever be caught dead competing, but they liked spending time out with all the people who go there to watch.
Alani: “Ow!” I might have to take a break. My concentration is shot and I keep whacking my fingers.
I can’t say that I’m proud of the next images you are about to see, but my frustration with everything finally got the better of me.
Alani: “Stupid mom. Stupid Fluffs. Stupid inventing.” *kick* “Stupid.” *kick* “Gnomes!”
Well, the revenge of the gnomes was upon me within seconds. “Mattheww!!!”’
Matthew who was in the garden came running.
Cue men freaking out. *Ring* *Ring*
Alani: “If you answer that stupid phone and lose us points, I will curse you with my labor pains.”
Matthew: “Phone? What phone?”
Cris: “Will you pop the kid out, please. It’s past my bedtime!”
I went into the nursery where I could do it without the freaking out.
A girl!
As is now a tradition in all my games…the hair impales the baby.
Funny how Alani looks like a teen here.
Well here she is. Grandma and Grandpa named dad and Uncle Florian after plants. Mom and dad named me and Adair after trees. I broke with tradition and named her Marie Curie Vinson, after my favorite inventor.
Grandma came to visit, but she didn’t visit the baby. She and Matthew got to know each other and he told her to ride the horses anytime she wanted. They were friends right after that. I was glad.
I suck at chemistry, but I had to get potions filled. Not only that, but it was closer to Marie’s room where I would be able to hear her better and the hammering noise wouldn’t drown her out or keep her awake.
Dad is the sole one in charge of the house, and he’s failing miserably. I gag every time I need to eat. I finally couldn’t take it anymore. My neat trait reared it’s head.
This seriously proves that Mousehand fails at decorating.
Grandpa came and made a big commotion about how overworked and stressed I was. He told me it was foosball time. I promptly dropped what I was doing and listened to stories about how he was in the music business before he met Grandma.
I worked and worked. I hardly ever stopped and then it happened. Proof that I suck at life.
I missed my precious’ birthday. I later found out that no one remembered. No cake. No laughter and blowing out the candles. Just sparklies all by herself.
We vowed never will that happen again. We now stop whatever we doing and fight over who gets her attention. Matthew said potty training was going to be his job. We had to keep her up late, but it was worth it to see them spending time together.
When they were done, he woke me up and said, “Tag, your it.” I jumped out of bed. I didn’t even get dressed and started blasting my moodlet manager everywhere and at everyone. It was my job to make sure that when she stood up, she didn’t fall on her face.
Dad finally got Minty to pose for his big idea. I finally figured out what it was.
She probably wouldn’t make it to when I get electricity, so this is a candlelit portrait of her.
Marie: “Puppy!”
After work, Matthew and Marie quickly got started on talking.
Matthew: “Daddy is a scientist.”
Marie: *shakes head* “NO!” and she got up and ran away.
Alani: “Ooops. I’ll just let you get on with that.”
We started doing our learning stuff closer to the potty. I didn’t realize how long of a walk it was for someone so little.
Yeah? Wonder what relative that idiot was referring too?
*sigh* I fail at momminess. No cake. Outside in the middle of the night and no lights. At least everyone was there.
Aw crap! I fail at being a wife. *sob*
He looks almost the same…in the dark that is. I was determined to learn to make cookies for two of my three favorite people in the world. We all went inside.
Oh for Pete’s Sake! I FAIL at being a daughter. If you look up the word fail in the dictionary…you will see me.
Oh daddy…that didn’t turn out well at all.
Cris: “It’s not too bad, daughter…except.”
Alani: “Oh no! Run daddy!” I hope he doesn’t have bladder issues like poor Grandma did.
Cris: “You better get crackin’, little girl. I want indoor plumbing before I die.”
If you look on the wall, he even did Elderberry’s portrait. Luckily, Jill killed the Elderly control bonus points for Minty. I need to figure out a way to make Cris happy. If anyone has any Adult or elder females, let me know. I think the only in game option I have will be Courtney when she ages.
I am just about caught up to game play finally. I think I have a short dog/horse one to write up and post first. I am doing some changes for lifespan. I lowered the toddler age from 5 days down to 3. I took teen age and raised it from 12 to 15 days. I am still working out the dog ages, but currently they have a 46 days span. My horses were at 63, but I lowered it down to 55. If I am not happy with that after a bit, I might raise it back up. The Vinson’s need a new home, which I made one to test on a different game, but I have found that I don’t like it, so I will either be tearing this one down and rebuilding or something. I also need to add a training center and arena to this town, which means I might have to go around destroying houses. Yay.
Vinson 2.0 