<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:15:19.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Leggasea Legacy</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my blog on one of my families of the Legacy Challenge (with rules being modified for however long this last throughout all expansions that come).  Come on in and check out the lives of these unsuspecting sims.  What could possibly take place here?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-115611190541587762</id><published>2006-08-20T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T12:53:23.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 30 - Catching Up with Star and Kennedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When last we visited the Leggasea family, Star and her new husband Kennedy (who showed how modern he is by sharing the Leggasea surname) were enjoying their honeymoon.  It's been a while since we've visited them.  Let's see what they've been up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Makeovers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/a54f224a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks very much like Star is liking hers.  Man, I guess it HAS been a while since we visited this family.  Her hair is MUCH longer now.  But I definitely like her outfit.  She always did look good in red.  Daddy Benjamin seems pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/4cd43649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm ... it doesn't look like Kennedy likes his new look ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/93dc323b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope ... he hates it.  I wonder what it is about it that he doesn't like.  I think he looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/4ceadc70.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it must've been the glasses.  :O)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see.  It's been several months since they got married, and it looks to me like they are still enjoying one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;That's love for you I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/ad35bdde.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cuddling on the couch ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/e2ba2ca3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet caresses ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/0f2bae11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/3eb76245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH!  FRISKY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/adb1fdc3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/802af311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/44c09ea3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/5dc6e592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good for the goose ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/002d3503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/de7c074c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/00eac8b8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/b0b1b91a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is definitely good for the gander!  *wiggles eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/d05c94e8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all of this frisky behavior, is it any wonder that Star might be feeling some of the negative after-effects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/37cd49c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/19444d87.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/1e42fca7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look like much fun to me.  :O(  I wonder ... is she pregnant?  Or did she eat some of her father's cooking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I wonder why Kennedy looks so happy today ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/753cdc14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooOOOoh!  Star!  You ARE pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/f004dfcd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generation 3 is on the way!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Next time, the birth of Generation 3!  I'm so excited!  This legacy is the farthest long (generationally). :O))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-115611190541587762?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/115611190541587762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=115611190541587762&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/115611190541587762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/115611190541587762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2006/08/chapter-31-catching-up-with-star-and.html' title='Chapter 30 - Catching Up with Star and Kennedy'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113518722774298003</id><published>2005-12-21T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:11:06.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells are Ringing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*sound of trumpets sail throughout cyberspace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Larana Leggasea and Benjamin Long-Leggasea&lt;br /&gt;Cordially invite you to the Wedding of their daughter&lt;br /&gt;Star Leggasea to Kennedy Ege&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Date:  Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Time:  Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Location:  The Leggasea Estate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please, join us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(As told by Me: The Controller ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was glorious the day that Star Leggasea married her college sweetheart Kennedy Ege. Larana and Benjamin had spared no expense on decking out their property for their little girl's big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/44a439fa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even went as far as inviting the local fire precinct and the local repairwoman who was glad to attend the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(Author's note: In truth, the repairwoman went to fix something ... I think it was the trash compactor ... or the dishwasher ... and she not only electrocuted herself, but she set fire to the kitchen ... tsk-tsk-tsk.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin wanted his daughter married in a church, so a church she would get married in. They built one right there next to the house. And it turned out just fine. I'm sure it will evolve with the generations (just like the house), but it will do for the first born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ffe451f7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride was grogeous in her imitation Vera Sim, and the groom was very dapper in his imitation Simani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/af2eb099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many friends and family were in attendance. It was so great to see Star's mother and father, and her sister Aurora. Lisa Creelman was Star's Maid of Honor. Other family friends were in attendance as well, and everyone was excited to be part of this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/dabc1ad8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they both look wonderful? Both are so very excited to be taking this next step in their whirlwind relationship. And I for one can't wait to see what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b224f1f1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/67eaf041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone would please be seated, we can begin the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1d880268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride and groom have decided to recite statements of their love to one another before we get into the traditional stuff. Shh. Let's listen ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kennedy:&lt;/span&gt; Star, before we met Cupid had given me up for dead. I'd been in relationships in the past, but nothing deep, and nothing lasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c9f85885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I met you, Cupid shot a turbo-charged arrow straight to my rapidly beating heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9453f4aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star:&lt;/span&gt; Ken, knowledge is very important to me. It became too important, and one day I found that my life had begun and I was missing it. Then societal pressure began to rear its ugly head, and I found myself on a spree to find someone ... with no luck. Then when I least expected it, you walked into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0d2d641d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be forever grateful to you for taking that walk.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like our bride and groom have finished their statements. Not a dry eye in the place. Look at Star's mother. Doesn't she look lovely? And Aurora looks so proud of her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ecbe62ba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh look!  Members of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;{CENSORED}&lt;/span&gt;.  ;O)  But doesn't Star's father look wistful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e454422b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star and Kennedy only have eyes for each other though.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, the bride and groom are finished with their statements. I will now begin to with the tradiational portion of the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are gathered here today in sight of The Creator (me) to witness the joining of Star Leggasea and Kennedy Ege in simmish matrimony. Who gives this woman to this man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benjamin:&lt;/span&gt;  Her mother and I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8c0da61f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star, do you take Kennedy to be your simfully wedded husband to have and to hold from this day forward, in sickness and in health, through your trials and tribulations, until the Grim One cometh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star:&lt;/span&gt;  I do.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you, Kennedy, take Star as your simfully wedded wife to have and to hold from this day forward, in sickness and in health, through your trials and tribulations, until the Grim One cometh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kennedy&lt;/span&gt;:  I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/42798b62.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then let us exchange the rings ... Star, please repeat after me:  With this ring, I thee Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star:&lt;/span&gt;  With this ring, I thee wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/35fd8cb6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy, repeat after me:  With this ring, I thee Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kennedy:&lt;/span&gt;  WIth this ring, I thee wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/421d5e5d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have created, may no sim, computer virus, hacker, spyware, or electrical surge put usunder. By the power invested in me as your Controller, I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Leggasea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You may kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cf796ad1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/15fed1e3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't the two of them make a lovely couple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/295a2223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look how involved they are in their kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/4a96ec6e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup ... very involved ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/fd803ef4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHEM! It's time to cut the cake now. Star went with the chocolate cake with the white frosting. A wonderful choice if I do say so myself ... and I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/a30f985a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, everyone!  You're missing the cake cutting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/4934ca68.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ... the question Kennedy is probably asking himself is this: will she, or won't she, stuff cake in my mouth - thus smearing it all over my face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/97625b2d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/7a7d865a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww!  Isn't that the sweetest thing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/f5e96642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin certainly thinks so.  I think he likes Kennedy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for the fun stuff.  Eating the cake ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/43c30292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toasting the bride ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/2b8bc8fa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... who looks like she could use a backrub.&lt;br /&gt;Weddings are exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/468b9d50.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look!  Benjamin is toasting the bride and groom.  Let's listen to his words ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benjamin:&lt;/span&gt; Kennedy, I'd like to officially welcome you into the family. Star was a handful as a child, but was pretty self-sufficient. Don't let her hole up by herself. These Leggasea women have a FIRE in them. Don't let it go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kennedy (blushing):&lt;/span&gt;  Yes, sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/f378c006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, Star.  You treat this man right!  Golden anniversaries are lovely things you know.  And I want grandkids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/af1fbfcb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star:&lt;/span&gt;  Yes, daddy.  :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Bride and Groom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/6aa1864e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes. The traditional dance. *smile* Don't they look lovely together. All the romance of this day will live on forever. :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/6b741222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like Aurora is pleased to have a brother-in-law. Isn't that special? Sisters who love one another and like each other's intended. Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  It looks like Lisa Creelman (Maid of Honor) would like to propose a toast to the happy couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/48f76258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lisa:&lt;/span&gt; Star, I wish you and Ken all the luck in the world. You guys are going to make beautiful babies, and I can't wait to see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;To Star and Ken!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/7cff148f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy, you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/a69ef639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they will be, Lisa.  I'll make sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/f51667ce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like these guys had a rockin' good time at the wedding party. Still not a roof-raiser, but still pretty great. I'm pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/2f536fae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the honeymoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/3f0b6666.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.  Benjamin would like to have the "father-daughter" talk with Star before she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benjamin:&lt;/span&gt; Star, I wanted to let you know that I'm so very proud of you. You're a college graduate and now you're married. I know that I wasn't always the greatest father in the world, but I love you, baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/2e036636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star:&lt;/span&gt;  Oh, Daddy ... :O)) I love you, too!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Larana and Benjamin had a little wedding gift hiding in front of the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/4d6a9e59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/44ec4d93.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star is so excited that she's practically FLYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/f88cf4a9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your honeymoon, you two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/528c1874.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/87ffdce4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/42fa60ee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time passes ... as it usually does ... and our honeymooner are back from their two weeks of wedded bliss on the cruise that Star's parents bought for them. Don't they still look blissfully happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/28883904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's this?  Haven't they had ENOUGH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/288d639d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/92ec511b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these two are so in love.  You can tell by the flowers and the personal photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/adc234d4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/b93b8c5a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a many splendored thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/e972227f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these two couldn't agree more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it time to make a baby now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/8de545c9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh!  I guess it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/403517b4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/7c8dbaf8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/527ffd4a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it worked.  I know that even though Star is a knowledge sim, she wants a baby with Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And Ken wants children ... I know that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/acebc56a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/f6cdc6f7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/54677b5f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two sims who go so well together SHOULD have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/468a7fa0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just FEEL the love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea%202/853cd7ef.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're gonna be great parents ...... somday. ;O)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And that was the wedding!  I hope you all enjoyed the birds-eye-view of the festivities and the ... after show. ;O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did they make a baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.  Guess you'll have to come back later to find out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;Op~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113518722774298003?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113518722774298003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113518722774298003&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113518722774298003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113518722774298003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/12/wedding-bells-are-ringing.html' title='Wedding Bells are Ringing'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113502673814037440</id><published>2005-12-19T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T16:13:01.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be It Ever So Humble ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;... There's no place like home.  Yes, ladies and gents.  Star is GOING HOME!!!  She graduated, and now she's homeward bound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's check in on her, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;O))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(As told by Star Leggasea ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ah ... home sweet home ...... Wait a minute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/14929368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ... don't remember the house being THIS big!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/af75ee16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*flashback*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5093be92.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Author's note: I've hunted and hunted for a more recent shot of the house that was taken just before Star went to college, or just after, or maybe before Aurora went ... or after ..... to no avail! *grr* This is the best I could.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow ... mom and dad must've put my graduation gift from Academie Le Tour (being the prestigoius place that it is, they give a $20,000 bonus to all honors students) to good use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/160151c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if anyone of you recall my mom and dad's outfits when they transitioned. If you don't, I'm more than happy to provide the startling visual ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/34f9c931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7693788a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, mom transitioned into a bathing suit, but her everday outfit was JUST as hideous! And don't get me started on the outfit that mom gave me for graduation. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shudder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Anyway ... I felt that clothes shopping was in order ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/27bc5d2b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we all look MUCH better now ... don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/56aaa1c7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUCH ...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ken Ege (my boyfriend ... *swoon*) also graduated on the day that I graduated. Isn't that a funny coincidence? So as a present, I took him downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't figure out why he felt the need to wear his graduation duds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1cd33d7a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ... heh-heh-heh ... he look so hot in them ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7ed9fcbf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at me like that!  I couldn't help myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And neither could Ken. ;O}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/14f720c7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/473c5829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He enjoyed it very much ... and left me flowers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/72d041b2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were each other's firsts - kiss and "woohoo".   :OD&lt;br /&gt;Isn't love grand?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two virile adults such as ourselves shouldn't be kept apart. I was an adult. Ken was an adult. We're both of consenting age. We were engaged. It was time to take the next step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I invited him over ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/94b2ef80.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greeted him like he should be greeted ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/217c6669.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And asked him to move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said yes (was there ever a doubt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/94f37110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/df553411.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/77685c37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cad8b5a0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where those little glittering balls of light come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/92515ea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4095bcea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/dbd99349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he aged well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/015096c7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY well ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there's a wedding to plan. Gotta get in shape for that. So much to do ... so little time. What? You didn't honestly think I would stay engaged to him indefinitely after having him move in did you? I'm a traditional woman (of the 21st century). Move in ... THEN marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/022d3e3e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh HO!  What's this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Wedding?!?!  Hmmm ... should be interesting to see. ;O))  Tune in soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113502673814037440?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113502673814037440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113502673814037440&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113502673814037440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113502673814037440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/12/be-it-ever-so-humble.html' title='Be It Ever So Humble ...'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113502360519803328</id><published>2005-12-19T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T15:22:33.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Graduates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When last I updated (which was last week), we all found out that Star ... has a MA-AN! Woohoo (of the non-sexual type)!! Hehe. Kennedy Ege (Ken) was her man, and she decided why wait? She asked him to marry her, and he said yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's getting close to that time when the first born of Larana Leggasea (daughter of Benjamin Long-Leggasea) would graduate. Should we check in on her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay!  :O))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(As told by Star Leggasea ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Today ... is graduation day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d01b6dfc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to commemorate such an occasion ...&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my look ... again.  ;O}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/af12bb1e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy ... working out has toned by body in ways I never thought possible. I hope Ken likes it. My shoulders look a little broad (like Angela SimBasset) because of my shoulder muscles, but ... I think I like it. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isn't it great that on my graduation day, my boyfriend officially became a member of Var House?  I'm so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/fb97543c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star is calling up a few people for the party ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT party?!  Why ... my GRADUATION PARTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/25fba59a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got all the fixens. Mom and dad are attending. My baby sister (my Greek sister as well as blood sister) is going to be there, as is Lisa Creelman and Andrew GilCarbo. I hope they have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Think the bonfire will help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/df57512e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few rounds of drinks and after dancing the smustle long enough to sprain hamstrings, we all decided to just chill out ... reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c88af3e6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ... the days of Freshman year seem so far way ...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew remembered when he moved into the Freshman dorm. He admited to being a little bit intimidated by me. He said it was the ears ... but I think it was the tattoos. ;O}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d7c3cded.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa recalled the time she was downtown on a date with Andrew and she decided to try out the Dance Sphere ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/59a5aa98.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a883af10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With predictable results ... hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5523b070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/863397e1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current live-in house members recalled the time when the roaches practically took over Var House, and we had to beg Robbie Chavrat to come over and deal with the problem. I've never seen so many star-struck housemates before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/97705497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7cb52c44.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0464e2a3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*swoon*&lt;/span&gt;  Robbie ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell Ken, but I had a MAJOR crush on Robbie while "The Heiress" was airing.  ;OD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Some even jokingly tease me about entering the work force.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm READY (as Spongebob would say)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9964d27c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of being ready ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cbcbf089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/326f81b5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cecf8bd6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!  MO-OOOM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c65be43c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Author's note:  Maxis is no good about clothing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!  Time to go home ... I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/fb8c64d2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss all the fun times at Var House ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/47fda010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to miss my little sister ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/09ca48c5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she comes home to visit once in a while ...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And there we have it! Star has graduated (WITH honors) from Academie Le Tour! *dances* I can't wait to see what changes she makes to the main legacy home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it stands, Star is kind of the "unofficial" heiress. First off, she was born first. Second, she has her mom's ears (Aurora does not). I'm still going to bring Aurora home when she graduates. Whether or not she stays there ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno about that yet ... ;O))  Tune in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113502360519803328?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113502360519803328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113502360519803328&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113502360519803328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113502360519803328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/12/star-graduates.html' title='Star Graduates!'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113450809042677116</id><published>2005-12-13T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:46:00.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love ... FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;When last we left our Leggasea girls, Aurora was going on and on about how much she loved her fiance Payton Gast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Creelman was proposing to her boyfriend Andrew GilsCarbo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star was trying to date, but it wasn't working out. She was starting to get really jealous of her sister and her friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were all the good men in the world?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; Let's find out, shall we? ;O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mom and Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you find it interesting how you meet the most interesting people when you least expect to meet them? There I was talking to Pao the mailguy, and along came Kennedy Ege ... Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we got along right from the get-go, and dating seemed like somewhat of an afterthought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4bd01fb9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and I already had so much in common, that going downtown to hang out even more was just something else to do to spend time together. And we spent lots of time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might love him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cbc70cc9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I was ... a second semester Senior, and I'd never been kissed! Not even once! And don't let that other letter I sent you fool you. I didn't kiss that guy even though he wanted one. It just didn't feel right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;But with him. It felt right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9fb31782.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ... so ... right ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6342d04d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righter than right! It was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/72eb6ff8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wonderful that we decided to try it again ... :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/86e3b807.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken is amazingly good at kissing ... amazingly good. But of course, I don't really have anyone else with whom to compare him. But ... that's okay. He's good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the downtown gypsy lady decided to see if he was the right guy for me (for a small price). She looked like she could use the money though, so I went ahead and let her check her crystal ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0a9e02e0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. He's the man for me. It's nice to get a professional opinion. ;O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dating Ken has made the last half of my senior year the best! Studying seems to fly by when I think of the flowers that he leaves me from time to time. He's so wonderful! I wonder if this is how Rora feels about Payton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/826e7a97.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention the kissing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d5cadeef.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a great kisser. The BEST. And my best friend, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e6ac9641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he might like to be more than that ...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one night, I decided to find out how he felt about me. I mean, I'm not getting any younger, am I? Mom reminds me of that fact every time we communicate! And there's no time like the present, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/764d7f8a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my utter surprise ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6800ea78.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8293ad6f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that Ken loves me!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he asked me to search my feelings ... to determine how I felt about him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c1e7bd93.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b74c8003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that I, too, am in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c485ae46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8c59554c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take life by the horns and ride it for all I'm worth, right? I'm in love with Kennedy Ege and he's in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e2df1750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A doubt a guy like him will come along again. He's my best friend. He makes my toes curl when he looks at me with that small smile of his. My heart feels like it has run a 10k after our kisses end. And I have no problem telling him this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f30d6217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him to marry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/52a69921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky was bright with stars of the Milky Way. The moon was casting his handsome features in an ethereal blue that brought out the warmth in his eyes. He was the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3eec048f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marry me," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3c9ebbd9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/772262a9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2560f9c1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/86de41e6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a lot of happiness in my life, mom. But Ken brings me to a level of happiness that I've never reached before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4c41b3d2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ee93b3f9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I could get any happier than I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/abcc988f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's possible ... :O)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my last final is coming up. I've gotta study. Graduation is JUST around the corner! Then I'll be coming home. :O)) I hope you've done some decorating. I'm not a child anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Wow ... who knew?! I thought it would NEVER happen! And it has. She's found her man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ... who's my heir? Dunno! :OD Probably both of them (for now). Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time? Star graduates and moves back home. What changes are in store for her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113450809042677116?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113450809042677116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113450809042677116&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113450809042677116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113450809042677116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-finally.html' title='Love ... FINALLY'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113441107792521409</id><published>2005-12-12T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T15:51:49.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Dates and men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When last I updated my Leggasea blog (which was just a few minutes ago ... heh-heh-heh), Larana (the founder) and her man (Benjamin) aged (about time)! Now I can finally, FINALLY get back to our heiress-apparents. ;O))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear mom and dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Life ... is almost perfect.  Payton is the absolute love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/034f0f90.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost ready to move our relationship to a new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7ce30d40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not quite ALL the way ...  :OD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally introduced Payton to Star, and it looks like they get along pretty well. I hope you like him, too, when you meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3cfdcbd7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, dating him is absolutely magical ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/780afa33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the flowers that he leaves for me seem to stay gorgeous all the time without me needing to do anything to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And the other gifts that he leaves me aren't bad either.  ;O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9abb471b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f4014b7d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/66b9c136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he just loves me enough to spoil me.  What a great guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried about Star though ... but I won't get into why I'm worried.  I'll let you judge for yourselves.  More to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Aurora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear mom and dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... here I am. I'm finally in my last semester of my senior year! Can you believe it? It feels like only yesterday that I was a Freshman with eyes bigger than the rest of me. Not long now, and I'll have my college degree in Biology. Are you excited? I know I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cdc4e369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I seem to be getting along well in our fledgling Greek house. But we're not all studying. We know how to have a good time, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c8c79f50.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to answer your question, mom ... I AM meeting guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0f713cfd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right and left ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d9a3e9ce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop worrying about me already.&lt;br /&gt;My guy is out there somewhere ... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, Lisa and her guy are getting SERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;Andrew took her out bowling one night ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3586acf6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then out of the blue ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9bc4c07b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked him to marry her!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you heard me right!  SHE asked HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9491a5b5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa told me that she was SO nervous. They really hadn't been dating all that long, but she confided in me and told me that she really was in love with him, and wanted to have babies with him. Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ea91d351.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, he accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8e01e842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/42ae312c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waitress, apparently, was so surprised that she dumped their dinner all over Lisa, but neither of them really noticed. They were on CLOUD 9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7e6c7e75.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the coach thought Lisa was getting kinda chubby, and forced her to start working out. What IS it with the coaches on campus and people's bodies?!?! Nothing wrong with a little meat. It's no wonder that women today are always starving themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/460e02d8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ... I'm kinda depressed with all the love in Var House. I mean, what's so wrong with me that guys just don't seem to take me seriously? Am I too serious for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5eee8306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, so I like to keep my grades up.  So what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/48b307ac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*  It's just so exhausting thinking of school and men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/332274b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna come home and sleep in my own room ... just take a break from everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/60ecf7a6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll go to bed.  I'll write to you again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzz ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmmm ... poor Star. I'm glad that Larana hasn't mentioned anything about the legacy to her. She'd probably be bouncing off the walls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.  Still not sure who the heir is.  Maybe I'll just make them both the heir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes pealed for more updates in the near future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113441107792521409?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113441107792521409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113441107792521409&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113441107792521409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113441107792521409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/12/of-dates-and-men.html' title='Of Dates and men'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113440895977646346</id><published>2005-12-12T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:44:40.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When last I updated this blog for my Leggasea Legacy (hehe), Larana (my founder) married her long-time, live-in boyfriend (Benjamin Long ... now forever known as Benjamin Leggasea).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have they been up to now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is your father's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d5697e2b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe that I've been with this man for so many years that he's going to transform into an elder before my very eyes! I wonder how well he's going to age ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ff119923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sims age so that evolution takes a few steps back. Then you get those sims who age like fine wine ... and seem to only get better as they age. Will your father be one of the former or the latter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/aa66600f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping for wine, myself.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I cheer him on, I began to imagine all the possibilities ... and some of them are not pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5a412f98.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/82a9a186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a115195d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/29131cab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not BAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/107c2eab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad at all!  *wipes forehead in relief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/34f9c931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shudder to think what I would have done if he'd turned out to look like that dog-faced boy (Cleve) I've been hearing about. *shivers* But I was worried about nothing. Your father, though he's got some age spots and his hair is silver instead of blond, is just as handsome as he was when he was young(er).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now ... his aging has got me to thinking about my own upcoming aging event. I'm not going to stay this young and virile forever. I've had two children, both of whom are in college now. I can't let age drag me down. I've got to take care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Yoga is absolutely perfect for keeping the wrinkles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a67823cb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is seems to keep your father youthful, too ... but I don't think he's getting any exercise benefit from watching me. Hehe! :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b2fb2a5a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas. All the yoga and energy shakes in the world won't keep me from aging. DRAT! *sigh* Oh well. I guess it was inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a6808a52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll not age by myself (your father was at work)! This is one of my friends. Can't remember what her name is though. Heh. DAMN! Age is making me senile ALREADY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did get a nice promotion before this time came.  I hope that I'll hit my career goal before I croak though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/26a405ee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to remain beautiful forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e90f5f21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ... this feels kinda .... weird ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/91947e06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/11f7003f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah geez!  My back is KILLING me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a7c8dbc6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh ... CRAP!!  My boobs are all droopy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7693788a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*  Damn it.  I guess wishing doesn't really work. :O(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/bfbb043a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I aged in a good mood.  I hope your father doesn't mind that I'm a droopy old lady now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2e1a31b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some bath salts will help ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a594a38c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my girls ... I haven't heard from you in a while. What have you been up to? Aurora, how's life with your beau? Star ... do you even have a beau yet? You're not getting any younger. Time waits for NO sim! Get on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a6574670.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And here is where I stop playing the main legacy lot since the parents have now aged to a ripe old golden prune-type of age. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get back to the girls. Which one is going to be heir? I still haven't got a clue. Will Star find her man? Mmm ... mebbe. *ROTFL* Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113440895977646346?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113440895977646346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113440895977646346&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113440895977646346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113440895977646346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/12/golden-years.html' title='Golden Years'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113148297479288495</id><published>2005-11-08T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:26:52.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home on the Range</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When last we visited the Leggasea family, we were all getting to see what life was like on a college campus for our Leggasea girls. They even formed a Greek House (Var House). And the youngest, little (or not so little) Aurora proposed to one of her professors (Payton Gast) who accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it with me now ... AWWWWW!  :O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star (poor girl) is surrounded by people who are forming relationships or are already in relationships, and she's starting to feel a little left out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what has our founder (Larana) and her live-in boyfriend (Benjamin Long) been up to since the girls moved to college? Let's find out, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Star and Aurora,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom here ... and feeling like a MILLION BUCKS!  Woo!  These energy drinks really pack a punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4fbc5c00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of your letters and emails. I feel like neither of you ever left. HA-HA! Congratulations on your engagment Aurora! I can't wait to meet him. What about you, Star? Any new guys on your horizon? And a Greek House!! Wow! I wish I could have gone to college. I would have had so much FUN! :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ol' mom's not getting any younger, and I still haven't reached my want of reaching the top of the athletic career. I'd probabaly already BE there if it wasn't for losing my job so long ago. :O(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from working out like a maniac, I think I might be hitting the midlife crisis people my age are always complaining about reaching. Why's that you ask? Well ... *clears throat* ... I proposed to your father. I really don't know WHAT came over me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2bdf51b4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years of non-wedded bliss ... I proposed to the big lug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ecebbcd1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he ACCEPTED!  Crazy, CRAZY man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/70c1ab3d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be totally insane. What do I want to get married for? Benjamin and I have been perfectly happy. He gave me a daughter ....... err ... TWO daughters ... yes. He's at the top of his career ... I'm nearing the top of mine. Marriage ... it's just a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3fe5f788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm approaching menopause or something.  Cuz I went through with it.  I married him.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e42f02b6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1821c662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed pretty happy about it though. So what can you do? He's probably been wanting to marry me for years, but you know how he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/41580b76.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/49e53830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides ... where else am I going to find a man who kisses like him.  ;O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f01f5d24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the next day reality jumped up and bit me in the ass. I was married ... the ol' ball and chain. I was feeling pretty sorry for myself, so I went out and bought myself a present. Do you like? ;O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7e35828d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, girls. I love your father to pieces. I do. But MARRIAGE? Didn't work for my parents ... why on simearth would it work for me? I've got WAY too many notches on my bedpost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ... your father caught my eye back before you were both born, and he just seems to age like a fine wine. Just keeps getting better and better ... ;O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/88475452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he feels the same way about me, too.  And he's never really shown any interest in any other women.  Your mom is HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/37df3126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's face it.  Your father may be aging, but he's still got it.  And still so romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4b829d72.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've started dating again. With you girls out of the house, your father being at the top of his field, and me moving ever closer to my goal ... well, we have more time for those sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/fa922d81.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To commemorate our newlywed status and the fact that we're dating (which is really something we never did before), he and I jammed for a bit. I swear, he lives, eats, and BREATHES that drumset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0425804d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of jamming ... do you girls remember Bill Baity? The boyfriend of our neighbor Ginnea Porcine? HE KEEPS COMING OVER UNINVITED!!! It's drives me NUTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d483fe3b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope one of you didn't flirt with him when you were still at home. He seems pretty outgoing. I may have to get a restraining order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... where was I? Oh yes! Dating. Your father and I have been dating like crazy! There are just so many fun things to do downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things to do is getting our picture taken in the photobooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1a093068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I have NO idea why taking a picture draws such a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e8675ed6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like we were making monkey noises or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5775b345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait.  Yes, we were.  *wiggles eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/55f28417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, making monkey noises is something that your father and I quite enjoy. You girls should try it sometime. ;O))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/96013298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are OH-SO-MANY places to practice that sort of activity.  Hehe.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Anyway, I think I rather enjoy dating your father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4e5b5598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's good at spinning the records like you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c89bc6b3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, girls.  I've gotta get going.  You're father and I are going bowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing ... Here's a picture of your father an me. You could hang it up in your new Greek House so all the members know where you girls came from. ;O)) Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ee7e6cb9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ... immortalized forever!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Aurora ... what guy were you talking about that you said you thought you saw me with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are interesting creatures. They get old, and suddenly they want to be young again. *shakes head* I wonder what ELSE they've been up to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113148297479288495?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113148297479288495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113148297479288495&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113148297479288495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113148297479288495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/11/home-on-range.html' title='Home on the Range'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113086572466104785</id><published>2005-11-01T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:21:49.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Greek Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In our last installment, the girls founded a Greek House ... tentatively being called "Var House" (until future generations get the other two letters). They have one pledge thus far (Lisa Creelman). Also ... Aurora found a man ... and she fell in love. At the end of the update, Aurora proposed to him ... will he accept??? Find out below!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear mom and dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star and I are so, SOOOO sorry for not being able to complete our last letter to you. Classes. You know how it goes. And since we've gone and founded the Greek House, we've gotta fund it - so we've been busy with that, too (more about that later). Furniture needs buying, walls need to be put up. And I hate the wallpaper. But we can't afford much right now. Soon though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... from your letter, I see that dad influenced you to write a few choice words about my proposal to my college professor. Oh! And I got so wrapped up in writing to you about him and how wonderful he is that I didn't tell you his name! *blush* His name is Payton Gast, and he IS only 25! I'm 18 ... I'm an adult. A WOMAN. Tell dad that he needs to realize that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... Payton is 25 (young for a professor), but he's absolutely brilliant. Dad's probably wondering what a college professor wants with a Freshman. Apparently dad has forgotten that I'm more mature than HE is (what middle-aged man wanders around wearing sunglasses all the time and dreaming of being younger? *shakes head*). And I don't care if you show that bit to dad. He needs to realize I'm not the little girl anymore that he helped transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payton thinks I'm insightful, funny ... beautiful. *blush* Love is love. No one has control over who they fall in love with. If they think they have that control, they're deluding themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I proposed to him because I love him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ab723deb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he loves me because ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c0faa34e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... HE ACCEPTED!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been very open about our relationship, and since I'm going to be declaring my major soon, they don't have a problem with it. We've been to the Dean and everything (just in case). So you won't have to worry about irate parents calling up and calling me a whore or a slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/975333e2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payton's not like that.  He said he wants to wait until we're married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9e95728a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's great. I'm not ready for that step anyway. And even if I was ... I know how to protect myself. So STOP worrying! And give dad a valium or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, mom! Hey, dad! Star here. I just wanted to touch upon something that Rora mentioned earlier in the letter. Funding of the Greek House ... Var House. :O) Yes, we (Rora, Lisa, and I) have been putting our heads together trying to figure out how to fund ourselves. There's the obvious influx of scholarship funds that we get for doing well on our midterms and final exams, but we need more than that amount. So ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/70f7a98d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5cc75dba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a DJ!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a club one night just to loosen up after taking exams and whatnot, and I couldn't take my eyes off of the DJ. No ... it had nothing to do with attraction - I could've cared less. But the way he was mixing the sounds and generally being creative ... I figured I could do it. They were having an amature night, and they LOVED me. I rock. I can't be knowledge all the time. I have to have a creative outlet. DJ-ing is not only fun and creative, but very lucrative as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ... oh.  Sorry ... RORA has also been putting her DJ-ing abilities to work.  *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e0f2d7a6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always trying to copy their older siblings.  *shakes head*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to give her props. She spins a mean LP! Her style is a little bit different than mine, but ... what can you do? We're not the same person. Not by a long shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you're both probably noticing that Rora and I have changed our appearances. I usually change mine every year. I like to shake things up a bit. I'm not some stodgy knowledge sim who only cares about test tubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course ... we've kinda spread the disease to Lisa.  Heh-heh-heh ... *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/366ca5fd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she walked out of the bathroom after her makeover, I was AMAZED!  I mean ... do you remember her from before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4d0c1de6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked so ... so OLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6dab2d21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NOW look at her!  WOO!  The girl is on FIRE!! ;O)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her new look, she started pursuing one of our newest pledges - Andrew GilsCarbo.  He's a nice guy.  And Lisa likes him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2142e085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/744ef4e7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that the feeling is mutal. I mean ... they've gone out a few times, and they both have these silly grins on their faces when they return to Var House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ceed6d39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4173f196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup ... love is in the air at Var House.  I'm still trying to figure out if that's a good thing or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/59c111ec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e61a937a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean ... don't get me wrong.  I have no problems with people acting out their romantic notions on the front lawn ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4c604f74.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But COME ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c3a52d97.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show a little discretion!  The cook has been known to gossip.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ... no ... I'm not jealous that my Greek House members are in relationships and I haven't found anyone I'm interested in yet ... and I'm almost a senior ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0d0af9c1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ... midterms have passed and I've changed my hair again.  :Op  Anyway ... I'm sure I'll find someone.  Sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ... what have you and dad been up to since Rora and I left?  Having fun?  Write back soon and tell us all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora and Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So what HAVE Larana (our founder) and Benjamin Long been up to since the girls went away to college? What do a Romance sim and a Knowledge sim do all alone? Hmm ... find out next time! ;O))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113086572466104785?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113086572466104785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113086572466104785&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113086572466104785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113086572466104785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/11/greek-life.html' title='Greek Life'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113077837357384622</id><published>2005-10-31T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:16:44.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aurora in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In our last Leggasea update ... we were reintroduced to Star and Aurora. One of these days I should really try to get you their statistics, but when I'm playing the game, it doesn't even occur to me to write that stuff down. Anyway ... Star and Aurora ... college chicks. Let's see what they've been up to since they were reunitedin the last post ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear mom and dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora and I have been talking since her arrival, and we both decided - you know ... since you have this whole legacy thing going - that we would found a Greek House for our family! Isn't that a great idea? Imagine it! Generation upon generation of Leggaseas going to this Greek House when they come to Academie Le Tour! It's very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/99547711.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are. Aurora and me in front of the new Leggasea Greek House. No, that's not going to be its name, but I figure that three Generations can determine it's name. Aurora and I will start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/54ba3985.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't much when we first purchased it (with the help of Aurora's scholarship money) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/af881a9d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8eb6a36a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but we did manage to get two floors up and some small, inexpensive furnishings before the money ran out. Don't worry. We have a plan for how to fund the Greek House. But first thing's first. The start of the House's name: "Var" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/157bd8b9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still needs a LOT of work.  But I know we can do it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, we've got our first pledge!  It's my good buddy Lisa Creelman!&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4d0c1de6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was thrilled when I approached her to ask if she'd like to join our Leggasea House.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not writing to you to tell you too much about the Greek House yet. No ... this letter is to tell you about something else of importance and excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora's in love. :O)  I'm going to hand the pen over to her now and let her tell you all about it.  Here she is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, mom. Hi, dad. :O) Yes, I'm in love. *deep sigh of happiness* I met him in one of my Freshman classes ... he's a professor! How distinguished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/46f68b93.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't jump off the deep end. I know he's a bit older than I am, but not by much! He's only 25! Mom, I know you don't have a problem with this. Dad ... don't blow a gasket. You knew that sooner or later both Star and I would find someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Star is a little slower in that department than I am ... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he gave me my first kiss.  Oh ... and it was wonderful.  I felt as though I was floating when he kissed me.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9b437a40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/94065532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's such a gentleman, too! The boys in high school were nothing like him. He pulls out my chairs, he opens doors for me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6c73266f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... He even takes me out for romantic, candlelight dinners.  I'm telling you ... he's so great to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/36c0a4af.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's always finding ways to make me feel like a queen ... a goddess. He's such a romantic! I can't even begin to tell you how romantic he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ef10fddd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  And mom ... if you're reading this by yourself, I have a question for you.  Make sure dad isn't reading this with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question ... ummm ... After one of my dates, I could have sworn I saw you when I was calling for a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0070cf0b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked like you were arguing with some guy. Are you ... okay? It looked like you were crying about something that he said to you. Who was he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... where was I? I was talking about something ........ oh yes! Romance! He's SO romantic! One night while I was out looking at the stars ... he showed up on our front porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/21a3aa09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what he was doing there until I walked around.  He left me a vase of with a single rose in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/64309820.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you ... but I think it's a billion times more romantic when a guy leaves less than a dozen roses for you. A single rose ... it's special. :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ... I'm pretty sure he's "The One".  No ... I'm 150% certain that he's "The One".  He's my Soul Mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4e13bc87.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt more comfortable with someone who can make butterflies bloom in my stomach and make my heart feel as though it's trying to run a 10k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1a9e080c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He completes me, and makes me better than I am by myself. He makes me shy and bold at the same time ... does any of this make any sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/517be815.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've asked him to marry me.  That's how bold I feel.  That's how sure of my feelings I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ab723deb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want him to be apart of our family ... if he'll have me.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap! I gotta go! Class will be starting soon and I have to turn in my project. Star and I will write you another letter later when we've got time. She's already gone out. I gotta get this into the mailbox before the mailperson gets here. Love you both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star and Aurora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What did Aurora's man say to her proposal? What would a professor want with a Freshman university student? What doe she see in our dear, sweet Aurora? What does Star think of this guy? And what about Star? Does she have a guy? Find out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113077837357384622?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113077837357384622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113077837357384622&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113077837357384622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113077837357384622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/10/aurora-in-love.html' title='Aurora in Love'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-113050373302754873</id><published>2005-10-28T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:12:28.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>College Bound Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When last we left off with the Leggasea Girls, Aurora had just left home on her way to Academie Le Tour to begin life as a student with her big sister Star. Let's see what they've been up to, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f4f6c66d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooh!  What a trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d3ee6673.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Rora has grown into a beautiful young adult woman. Not too sure about the outfit she's wearing though ... but I think we've got time to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star! I made it! I'm here! I've MISSED you! What have you been up to? What's this big secret you won't tell me about? GOD! You've changed your hair AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9c981f8d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everyone ... Star Leggasea has once agian changed her hairstyle. Don'tcha just LOVE it? Star decided that she wanted a bit of a change (again) before her little sister invaded ... errr ... came to campus. :O)&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2510e6da.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So are you going to tell me about this big secret, or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/36ec5e05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry, 'Rora. You're just going to have to figure it out for yourself. In the meantime, why don't I show you around the dorm ... but first you need to pick your room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star showed her little sister around the dorm as promised (after she chose her room) even going as far as introducing her to a couple of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2d2cbde4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then proceeded to explain things to her ... explain about college life and courses and majors and the registrar's office and the importance of doing her assignments and her term papers. Needless to say, Rora got right on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8c9574e2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So you mentioned in your last email that mom and dad have been getting a little nuts in their old age. What's this about dad getting YOUNGER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5d1922f8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You wouldn't believe me if I told you ... but I'll tell you anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/de1919b0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad concocted this glowing green liquid stuff and then he DRANK it! He used himself as a Guinea pig! And then aftewards ... he just seemed younger! Mom didn't seem to mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why does that not surprise me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls found themselves spending a lot of their free time together ... relearning what it was like to have a sister around. Contrary to what some people might think, they actually enjoyed being in each other's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/866a92bc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rora ... you've gotten REALLY good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/818ad5b2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, I've been practicing with dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/12b723eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're not so bad yourself, Star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6cd70f1f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College life has agreed with my more creative tendancies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the months passed ... Aurora decided that it was time she changed her own look. She was older now, and the need to experiment with her looks had bitten her. Not has hard as it had bitten Star ... but it was a bite nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7e0de1c3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied that she looked older and more mature with this look, she headed off to find Star to ask her opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So do you think it's too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f9b10eee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you kidding?!  You look GREAT!  I wouldn't change a thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ... college life seemed all the more sweeter now that the girls were finally together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1e14c652.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star still remained tight-lipped about the campus' big secret, but Aurora understood that it was a private matter. If she wanted to learn more about it, she knew that she'd have to find out on her own ... just like Star told her she would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Will the harmony remain? Will Aurora drive Star crazy? Will Star drive Aurora crazy? With Star being in her Junior year, will she find the man who will add to the Leggasea's Legacy? Will Aurora find a man to do the same? Which one of them will be the heiress?! Tune in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-113050373302754873?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/113050373302754873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=113050373302754873&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113050373302754873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/113050373302754873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/10/college-bound-revisited.html' title='College Bound Revisited'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-112601720491698470</id><published>2005-09-06T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:09:02.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Rora</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When last we left off with the Leggasea household (after Star went to University at Academie Le Tour -- NOT Sim State), Aurora had just become a teen.  And what a lovely teen she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what she's been up to since Star left her alone, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9b9b640d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh ... I'm finally a teen, Star.  FINALLY!  I think I want to have a big family when I'm an adult ... and when I'm an old lady, I hope that three of my kids will graduate from University.  That's what I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... you think that you've been going through some stuff what with your "troubles" and your weird "phasing through people" thing?  Well, wait'll you hear what's been going on in THIS house.  Are you SURE you wanna come back here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you left ... I think dad went through some kind of midlife crisis ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0e5be0ac.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took me out to a community lot to get me some new clothes ... and hopefully get himself some new clothes.  I find lots of things I liked, but he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Dad's grown a BEARD, Star?  Couldn't you just DIE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e8398dfc.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did you know that dad was a criminal ... a CRIMINAL, Star?!?!?!  I hope none of my friends find out about this.  Did YOU know about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/338e33fc.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because MOM certainly knows ... and she doesn't seem to care!  Can you BELIEVE that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8a6a3a09.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least when he got his latest promotion, he DID finally change his look to look more 21st century.  He's kinda hot.  Do NOT tell mom I said that.  She's been acting really ... WEIRD lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6d7a9745.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a community lot together when I got home from school one day, and she invited her friend Marissa Bendett ... Bendette ... umm ... that blonde chick along with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f4cb1498.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know ... Marissa sneaks into the changing booth (when she thinks I'm not looking) with mom while she was trying on a new bathing suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/792440d6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT know what went on in there ... but I can imagine ... especially when Marissa comes out with a smug expression on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/deac9743.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom seemed pretty happy when she walked out of the booth, too.  But I don't  know if it's cuz she looked like a 20 sim-day-old in that rather patriotic bathing suit (which was BARELY there), or because of what went on in that changing booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has mom ALWAYS been this way, Star?  Maybe she's going through a midlife crisis, too.  I wonder what she's going to be like when she's a gramma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snicker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to me ... I've been making friends right and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/abd6cffc.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember {INSERT NAME ... when I remember it}, don't you?  I think you and he were friends when you were in high school.  He comes over sometimes ... you know ... to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f66790a6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ... umm ... I think ... I think he likes me.  I like him, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b478b4fd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if he's ... you know ... marriage material or anything like that ... but ... he's really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/74122184.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's my friend {INSERT NAME ... I'm so BAD with this stuff}.  We play chess together all the time ... and sometimes even pool.  I'm getting pretty good at pool, but I dunno if I'll ever be good enough for a scholarship to Academie Le Tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.  You heard right, Star.  I'm following you to college.  You make it sound so neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2789f95b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from pool and chess ... I AM trying to stay in shape.  Dad's cooking has gotten REALLY good lately ... and I found myself weighing a bit more than I should.  Yoga ROCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of dad ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know ... the criminal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/901d2d0f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6b3b5390.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say midlife crisis?  Yeah ... BIG crisis.  He wants to be YOUNGER!  I've spent most of my life trying to get older, and he wants to get younger.  Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f0ddaf04.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even jams with me on the drums from time to time.  He's gotten REALLY, REALLY good!  I'm amazed sometimes.  I hope I get that good someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/20861a26.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad really likes to study, Star.  Is that where you got it from?  I wonder why I didn't inherit that drive for knowledge from him like you did.  He's maxed several skills already.  Where he finds the energy ... I have NO clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0b2ec419.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And he's also turned into "Mr. Fix-it", he's got so much energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ... and speaking of energy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/45d71e68.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say ... EWW!!!  I could have gone the REST of my natural sim life without this image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and mom have been really "lovey-dovey" lately.  Maybe with him being "younger" *rolls eyes* he's got certain needs he needs fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/854417fd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it has something to do with his latest promotion at work.  He is NOW a criminal mastermind.  *OHHHHH the SIMANITY!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/fa5eb9b1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom seems impressed.  And dad seems impressed with mom's more toned figure now that she's an athlete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/03d24499.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seem to talk more, too.  Maybe it's a maturity thing?  I'm not really certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  Check out mom's new 'do.  Doesn't she look chic?!  I forgot to mention it earlier.  I may go the straight route someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4672f28e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time I joined you at Academie Le Tour!  YAY!  I was accepted for early enrollment!  *bouncies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a370959f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So early in fact that mom didn't even have a chance to contact the school to stop sending the school bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b6a4b49d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I already had my high school diploma and everything ... and the stupid private school still sends the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9c16624b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7a237720.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f4f6c66d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is UP with that?  *sigh*  *shakes head*  You never can tell with private schools I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/319c5acf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for my invasion, Star.  I'm coming atcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;-- SEND EMAIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Next time ... college life for the Leggasea girls!  How will Aurora adapt?  Will Star show her the ropes?  With Aurora learn the "mystery" that Star hinted at in a couple of her letters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  Will Star, as the Leggasea Heiress, EVER find her "Mr. Right"???  Will Aurora still date What's-His-Name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-112601720491698470?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/112601720491698470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=112601720491698470&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112601720491698470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112601720491698470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-with-rora.html' title='Life with Rora'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-112189260045664500</id><published>2005-07-20T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:55:02.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Last time ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star realized that she had some very interesting abilities. I didn't even know she could do this. ;O) And she also found herself in a bit of legal trouble. Oh NO! Whatever will she do?! What's going on?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out by reading on ... ;O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dear Rora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for leaving you hanging in my last letter. But I had to get that project done. I'm not about to let my grades slip just because I ended up in some trouble. That would SO not be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... where was I in my last letter?  Oh yeah ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDER ARREST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/fdde5e81.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But be assured, little sister, that not all was as it seemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she led me around to the front of the dorm, she led me to a LIMO. What police person or detective or law-abiding person leads someone to a LIMO if they're under arrest, I ask you?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f0945efd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was so freaked out at the time, it didn't even register with me that it WAS a limo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/77856dc9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1dceebaa.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, it didn't even register with me that the woman who slapped the cuffs on me had that Laughing Llama logo on the breast pocket of her dark jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e4c4cbcd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4b6dd5bc.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... cuffed ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/13f06df6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... alone ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/bcc393a6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and headed to the end of my life in the medical career.  Who the heck wants to hire a person with a record?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/09dad170.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A not-so-long ride later ... the limo (paddy wagon) pulled up outside of this HUGE building. When I looked out the window, it looked like FORT SIMKNOX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cb2895b7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I was in big trouble.  I knew it.  This was SERIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the dark glass separating me from the driver slid open. When I lifted my head, all I saw was a remote control and a hand. The hand pushed a button ... and *POOF*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handcuffs fell off!  I was free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got out of the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6fab73ee.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I looked up ... shock was NOT even the world for how I was feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4690f662.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was bigger than I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c64396d0.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when the front door opened ... shock was SO not the word for how I was feeling when I saw some VERY familiar people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c4e25741.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every single one of them had the dark jacket with the Laughing Llama on the breast pocket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0b59b2b0.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leader ... my FRIEND ... welcomed me with open arms and a laugh.  I guess she was very amused by the expression on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/470ad226.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/aef68851.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They welcomed me to the {&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CENSORED&lt;/span&gt;}!!  A {&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CENSORED&lt;/span&gt;}, Rora!!!  Whoda Thunkit?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they gave me my own jacket.  Isn't it the COOLEST?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/12239919.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me that whenever I wanted, I could call the limo to come pick me up from the dorm, and the driver would bring me here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1e747e9e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here ... where there are so many things that are NOT available on campus ... so many things at my fingertips! So many AMAZING things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/88cefb83.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just so sorry that I can't tell you what they are ... or even describe them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Rora ... I may love you cuz you're my little sister, and I share all of my secrets with you. But ... there are just some secrets I just can't tell you. Some things you just have to find out about on your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not totally heartless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/68896b96.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these pictures that I've included will provide some clues for you to whet your appetite with. ;O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/43cc095a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so EMPOWERED being part of this {&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CENSORED&lt;/span&gt;}, Rora.  You have NO idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8240a58a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sister-o-mine.  I've gotta go.  The end of my Sophomore year is nigh, and I have some studying to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4ac00e20.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect to see you in a couple of weeks, woman!  Prepare yourself, cuz I have some people I want to introduce you to.  ;O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see you!  Tell mom and dad I said hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That was funny.  Hehe.  I have a weird sense of humor.  But it's a FUN sense of humor!  *LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for this update.  Next time ... life with Aurora ("Rora") BEFORE college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-112189260045664500?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/112189260045664500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=112189260045664500&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112189260045664500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112189260045664500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/07/secrets.html' title='Secrets'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-112189004727416076</id><published>2005-07-20T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:50:51.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Arrest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Last time ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star finally entered her Freshman Year of University at Academie Le Tour and got herself settled in (including another makeover). She started meeting new and interesting people including her friend Lisa Creelman and a few people with these strange, dark jackets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Please note: (1) I realized that I won't be able to recall what scholarships she got ... you can only look at those before she goes to college ... I think ... I'll look into it, but I might not be able to list them. (2) I left out some of the "pre-college" shots of Star leaving the Leggasea household lot to go to Sim State. As soon as I get them uploaded, I'll insert them into that "College Bound" post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We now continue with her Sophomore year and some rather "interseting" developments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On with the show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dear Rora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially entered my Sophomore year here at Academie Le Tour and I must admit that things have been strange from the get-go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b6dc08bf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;First of all ... I discovered that I have the ability to phase THROUGH people without it really bothering them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/176058e2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm not quite sure how I feel about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/980dfd1f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye on yourself, Rora. You might find that you have strange abilities, too. And it might happen at an "inopportune" moment. ;O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Second ... I've been seeing more and more of those people I told you about ... you know ... the ones with the dark jackets with the Laughing Llama school mascot on the breast pocket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b6aeb80b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I've made friends with at least three of them. They're really interesting people, and seem to really enjoy meeting someone like me ... (I think it's the skin and eyes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway ... what I'm about to tell you ... you can NEVER reveal to anyone. I'm telling you because you're my little sister and I love you and I know you have plans to join me here in a year. Don't tell mom and dad though. They WOULDN'T understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;One night ... I think it was my second semester ... yeah ... close to the end of my Sophomore year ... I failed to notice the quiet appearance of a long, dark limousine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f5e4718f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I was out back just enjoying the freshness of the night air and wouldn't have been able to see it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ebcec627.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And before I know what's happening, this blonde chick appears and starts giving me grief about stealing the answers to my Freshman Final exam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/bfdc37a5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, of course, have NO idea what the hell she's talking about. I'm a good girl. Sure, I may be mischievous from time to time, but I'm NOT a thief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f60ae955.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;She didn't believe me, Rora.  Can you believe that?  She called me a liar right to my face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/60f52141.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;She said that they caught the whole thing on film, and there was even a witness that admitted they saw me doing the deed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5310361d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;She arrested me, Rora.  ME!  Under arrest!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/585c4e0b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/fc9e2653.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d26bca48.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2296799f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/dd7de25c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mom and dad are SO gonna freak ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/fdde5e81.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Oh, crap! Rora, I gotta go. I didn't realize how long I'd been writing. I've got a project I need to finish and it's after midnight. I'll send you another letter soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember ... DON'T TELL MOM AND DAD ... they would totally freak out. And I tell you ... it's not as bad as it seems. I'll tell you more in my next letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I evil or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BWAAAHAHAHAHAAA* (revenge is SWEET)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find out what happened to Star in the next update ... which will be coming sooner than you think! ;O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-112189004727416076?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/112189004727416076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=112189004727416076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112189004727416076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112189004727416076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/07/under-arrest.html' title='Under Arrest'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-112118874501323487</id><published>2005-07-12T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:47:56.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>College Bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Introductions first before I get into the meat.  ;O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time, Star and Aurora were kind enough to share with us their educational experiences (and not just schooling).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now continue with our educational theme by talking about the beginning of Generation 2's college years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*  I'm depressed.  I'm depressed for lots of reasons actually.  First of all ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b3d0e140.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my job this evening.  I made a STUPID mistake ... stupid, stupid, STUPID!  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also depressed because it feels like FOREVER since I last said two words to Benjamin.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/88b1f817.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully ... he realized that I was feeling down in the dumps and gave me a little bit of attention during his latest skill-building session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1611a297.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so loved ... I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally ... I'm depressed because my eldest child ... flesh of my flesh ... first child of my legacy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/076c4d6f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is heading off to college today.  Where did the time go?  It gives me pleasure &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Author's note: remember her goal is to get pleasure in as many forms as possible ... I haven't forgotten about that. ;o})&lt;/span&gt; to know that she gets to do something that I never got a chance to do ... but she's going to be gone for such a long time. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO out of here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3d06e01f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied like a madwoman to get my scholarships &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Author's note: I'll list them all later because I'm at work, and don't have the information in front of me. I'm a naughty girl)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8d3a2b45.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of that studying has paid off. Academi Le Tour!  Here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1cda66e4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ...  bye, mom!  I'll call when I get settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;So here I am.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freshman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2557ac8b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I grew up rather well, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3f31f214.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my dorm. After coming from a home with only four people in it, I'm not sure how I'm going to deal with living in a place that's going to have eight people in it. But college is all about experiences, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d04ac161.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing on the agenda ... choose my room. Second thing ... declare my major. And since I'm interested in medicine, I think Biology is my best bet to give me the skills I need to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ... that's all settled.  Now ... it's time to change my look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5ddf16bb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm practically an adult now, and I need a more adult appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/621d2eff.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ... I think this will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c9b58ee2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ... that looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After changing my look, I did work on getting a headstart on my term paper, but after a while ... I realized that I needed a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e3713fba.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah.  BULLSEYE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so busy in my Freshman year as I try to lay down a good foundation for the rest of my years here at Sim State. All of that work has left me with very little time to find out how everyone is doing at home, so ... I decided to write to Aurora. I want her to come to unversity when she graduates from high school, don'tcha know (alterior motive). ;O) Yeah ... she was a pain as we were growing up at home, but I'm practically an adult now, and she'll be where I am in a few years. I've got to prepare her for it (great sister that I am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/56c13288.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dear Rora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;College life so far is okay. I've been spending most of my time studying, but you know how I am. Besides, I found a dormmate who likes to study just as much as I do, and we have made it our duty to make sure the rest of the dorm stays on top of their schoolwork. This is Lisa Creelman. She's great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b20b7e8d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she's not the only one.  I'm meeting so many new and interesting people here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8209654f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of meeting "interesting" people ... I've noticed the strangest thing around campus. I've seen more than a couple of people walking around campus with these dark jackets with our school's mascot (The Laughing Llama) on the breast pocket, but every time I try to ask about the jackets, every single one of them directs to conversation back to me. I've never talked about myself so much before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wanna know about my skintone and texture ... not to mention my eyes. But what could I tell them? That mom is an alien from another planet? That would probably go over like a ton of bricks. But there aren't that many people wandering around with purple skin. Green skin is one thing, but purple? It's a bit awkward. But then again ... I get the feeling that they think it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;In the meantime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4b9f873d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and I are becoming the best of friends. I never had that many close friends in grade school and high school, but college is a whole other world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0c7a276c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both really get into the school spirit when we're together. Cheering is lots of fun ... and aerobically fitting (not that I'm in bad shape or anything).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! How do you like my new outfit? Schnazzy, right? I figured that I needed to look a bit more professional being in the medical career track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Rora ... I gotta go.  I've got finals coming up and I need to study.  Give mom and dad my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And that's all for now!  Next update ... Sophomore Year ... and something "Secret". ;O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-112118874501323487?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/112118874501323487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=112118874501323487&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112118874501323487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112118874501323487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/07/college-bound.html' title='College Bound'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-112111196100684664</id><published>2005-07-11T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:42:02.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Education of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Anjelstar here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to give a brief introduction at this  point.  It's similar to what I usually do at the beginning of all of my blog updates, but this time I won't put any pictures in the beginning.  I'm still trying to finalize a final format.  :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway ... last time, the ladies of Leggasea decided that change was necessary ... so they all got makeovers.  I thought they turned out quite nicely myself.  I'm quite pleased with how they look.  And to answer the questions that some people asked me, Benjamin was actually at work.  But shhh!  Don't tell anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for today's update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoooooooooooooooooool!  It's my first day of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/78311b70.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get to see what the fuss is all about.  I tried looking at the papers that Star brings home with her after she gets home from school, but I couldn't understand any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b31dd4ff.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'mornin', Miss Bus driver-Lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3da8eba2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER A+, mom.  Are ya proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be more proud, Star.  You're turning into quite the brain.  Just like your father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7a8e8644.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of my dad ... he couldn't stand to see Aurora being left out of "higher education" (as he likes to call the private school business), so he invited the headmaster over and managed to get her in.  Mom did the cooking though, and I think that's what swung things in our favor.  Because let's face it ... dad just isn't much of a social person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e26b473e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd gotten away from the little scamp when I got into private school.  *sigh*  Don't get me wrong.  I love my little sister.  It's just that ... I'm a teenager, okay?  I've got a reputation to maintain, and I can't very well maintain it with my little sister hanging around ... asking all sorts of questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Anjelstar again.  I just wanted to show you this picture of the Leggasea ladies so you can see where I began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9499fb9e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Look how far I've come!  The first picture (obviously) is Larana.  The middle image is of Aurora (the youngest) and the final image is of Star (she painted a portrait of herself).  Hehe.  Gotta love those tattoos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And now ... on with the update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/54d01d24.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A+ girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these grades it'll be a BREEZE to get into a good university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/166763ed.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my life isn't all about getting the best grades to get into the best school.  Nope.  I have my future to think about, so ... I got a job.  Science is my career goal ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/70036285.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So science it is.  I have to make sure that I'm up-to-date on all the latest data.  This should give me the push I need to be very far ahead once I graduate from university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Anjelstar again ... I can't remember if she's working in science or medicine ... so bear with me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b35175a2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Of course ... sometime that means an all-nighter.  The things  I do for an education and a bright future.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a FRIEND!  I met her on my first day at private school, and she's the BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/291dc795.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love playing cops and robbers ... especially since the boys won't let any of the girls at play with them at school.  They're so STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/86f76a88.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do take turns though.  I learned from this purple dinosaur that "Sharing Means Caring" ... so we share being the policewoman and the robber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1dd3ce07.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're great friends, and I hope we stay friends forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going great.  I met this great guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0df9abe0.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I invite him home and we hang out before and after looking into the latest up-to-date data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e8dd8b11.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm making quite a bit of progress ... at work I mean.  ;O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Teddy is also my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5a387001.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says she gave him to me to take care of because Star doesn't have time to take care of him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b5788134.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so busy with school and work now.  I really miss her.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b61efa43.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promotions rock, man.  I am at the top of the career ladder for a teen.  HOOHA!  Time to treat myself to a little something-something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye cheerleading outfit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/97ad83cf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello smart-person gear.  Schnaaaaazzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.oO~Happy Birthday to, Aurora ... Happy Birthday to, Aurora ...~Oo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f4199f81.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d53ac52d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you REALLY shouldn't sing.  You just don't have the voice for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/dd49ab91.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowing the noisy horn is okay though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.  What to wish for ... ummm ... I wish ... ummm ... that ... uhh ... that mommy and Star could be here for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/88696a40.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also wish to grow up to be just as beautiful as mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0b43a3fe.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7fb29ca4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9b9b640d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... one wish was granted anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And that's all for this update.  I hope it flowed okay.  I didn't take a lot of pictures between Star's teen years and the time it took for Aurora to grow up.  I apologize for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Next time ... College Bound!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-112111196100684664?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/112111196100684664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=112111196100684664&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112111196100684664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112111196100684664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/07/education-of-life.html' title='Education of Life'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-112068103140092006</id><published>2005-07-06T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:37:32.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>What is a child to do when her younger sister transitions and looks EXACTLY like her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/16a65b12.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ... she transitions into a teen, of course! But what is that same teen to do when she has JUST transitioned and she looks so much like her mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/11f038ba.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKEOVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/525e36a9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Author's Note: Good-day, everyone. I just wanted you all to know that I'm working on formatting this blog a little differently for this update. Let me know what you think of it. I'll try to stay true to my usual funny form ... but the point of view is going to be a little different. Enjoy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. I can't believe my ancestors. What were they THINKING with our genetics?! NO hair as an infant. Black hair as a toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/85b4278f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED hair as a child, and then back to black hair as a teen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/392d57d1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't they make up their minds?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7f0f67f9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, mom's hair is red again. *sigh* But I refuse to go through my highschool years with black hair. It's so BORING! And since mom says I can wear makeup now ... A change is in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/469ec504.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.  Much better.  Of course ... there's not much I can do about the outfit for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2803bb70.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says we can't afford it. I'm going to have to do something about it sooner or later though. I don't want the cheerleaders to actually think I'm interested in that sort of thing. I have NO desire to let my brain cells rot away into nothingness. No sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a0523a4c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Author's Note:  Yes.  I rolled Knowledge for this lovely, young lady.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5d3a2f0f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup!  Mommy says that if Star can have a makeover, then I can have one, too!  Yippie!  It wouldn't have been fair otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/93ca4517.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know ... now that I'm older ... I realize that I don't look like daddy very much.  *scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4dadef3f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says I'm being silly, and Star keeps telling me that my imagination is too big for the house. Hehe. Dad changes the subject whenever I ask though ... so ... I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c588cc09.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makeovers ... I love them. I've looked the same since I moved into my naked plot of land so long ago. Now I've got a house, a live-in boyfriend, and two kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4993489c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Next time ... the trials and tribulations of an education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-112068103140092006?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/112068103140092006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=112068103140092006&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112068103140092006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112068103140092006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/07/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-112058149890599148</id><published>2005-07-05T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:32:54.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good versus Evil</title><content type='html'>When last we observed the Leggasea family, the forces of evil were penetrating their humble dwelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e56f7ac9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would protect the family in their hour of need?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be Larana - who has dealt with intruders before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d975659c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would it be Benjamin - man of limited observation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1afb5921.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's find out shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a picture is worth a thousand words ... don't you?  In this case, I say that TWO pictures is worth two thousand words ... not that it requires that many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/85d67cc8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3ac04d01.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justice prevails over all (in an ideal world)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a152ea42.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off with you ... evil cretin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/dd5faeba.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that the excitement is over and done with, I think it's time to concentrate on something a bit more ... "GOOD".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A+ grades are good, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/306beb3a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana and Star think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And friends ... friends are good, too, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d2302755.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c5f03a1a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't see Star complaining about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's even better is hugs from dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c638e5d1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, when a parent shows his child love, that's one of the best feelings in the world, the feeling of being loved.  But do you know what's even better than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays are good, aren't they?  I've never been to one that wasn't good.  And TWO birthdays makes it twice as good!  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Math is our friend today.&lt;/span&gt;)  Both Star and Aurora are having birthdays today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she's the youngest, Larana allows Aurora to go first with her birthday wish.  Star is a little annoyed by this, but ... what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2db2f732.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star knows exactly what to do.  She's always been pretty self-sufficient.  She gets the child-proof candle lighter and lights her own candles on her own birthday cake while Larana is helping Aurora blow out the candles on her cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/27e71ed4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your wish, Aurora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/793b9c81.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To grow up to be just like your older sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0149a266.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH GRANTED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/20cf3dfa.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about you, Star?  What's your birthday wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/16a65b12.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To grow up and NOT look like your little sister who's probably going to get into your stuff now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0bd3588c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we can do that.  But be careful of the cabinets when you transition ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9770c6bd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH!  That had to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/693f2661.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/64f330cc.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you say you don't want to look anything like your little sister?  Okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ff173fa2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH GRANTED!!!  Now you look like your mom.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/11f038ba.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind the cheerleading outfit.  Wishes are fickle things you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ec2a7be5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora seems to think you look quite lovely, Star.  And your mom is choked up at how much you look like her when she was a teenager.  Are you looking to follow in your mother's footsteps?  And where the devil is your father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/525e36a9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Next time ... change is in the air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-112058149890599148?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/112058149890599148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=112058149890599148&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112058149890599148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/112058149890599148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-versus-evil.html' title='Good versus Evil'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111764091873858916</id><published>2005-06-01T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:28:31.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatherhood ... Better Late Than Never</title><content type='html'>Last time in the Leggasea Household, Larana had her second child (Aurora) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/aab6ad69.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and basically lost her mind from the stress of basically doing it all on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ead4c86c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star did what she could to help, but let's face it ... she's only a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/40be9ba8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Benjamin was being evil ... and it really ticked Larana off. You just shouldn't tick of Larana especially when it's only been hours after childbirth. That's just asking for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1afb5921.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Will Benjamin realize that he's got a family to take care of and that the cure for Cancer is still a long way off? Let's find out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Isn't it amazing when a smart, intelligent man realizes that he's not the only man in his woman's life? Not that he owns Larana or anything like that ... but still. He knows that Aurora is not his child. He and Larana haven't been intimate in a long time. He's been so busy working on his research. But ... being the "smart" man that he is, he doesn't let that bother him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, it was HE who was there for Aurora when she had her first age transition.  (Author's note: AMAZING!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e3647b4d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4ea08efd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star didn't let that bother her. She felt no jealousy towards her younger sister. Besides ... she had her mom, and she knew her mom loved her even if her father spent more time with Aurora. Larana was always there when she brought home her A+ report cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/49c9b7eb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she was there to encourage her creativity ... especially when she mastered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d156dae7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Star had no problems letting Aurora have her dad. Someone needed to be around to know that he was still appreciated in a house full of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aurora appreciated him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cb689b4a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9613b805.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bathed her when she got dirty ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1d106d2e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught her the basics that every toddler needed to know for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to walk ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c7c11f60.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to talk ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/246bf7bd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how to use the potty so that she could stop wearing diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/27eb13b2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really all a toddler needs ... besides love.  And she's got her mother and her sister for more of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana couldn't figure out why Benjamin seemed more attentive to a stranger's daughter than he was to his own flesh and blood, but since Star didn't seem to mind, she didn't bring it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who's going to be there for the children when the safety and security of their homestead is penetrated by the forces of evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e56f7ac9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Find out next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111764091873858916?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111764091873858916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111764091873858916&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111764091873858916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111764091873858916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/06/fatherhood-better-late-than-never.html' title='Fatherhood ... Better Late Than Never'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111721088369908382</id><published>2005-05-27T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:01:17.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies and Insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I apologize to the reader for such a long lapse between updates. But work has been CRAZY lately. But anyway, without further ado, the latest update to my Leggasea family Legacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;In the last update, Larana decided that she didn't want to age as fast as Father Time was making her age. She wanted to be there for her children at least until they became adults. So she partook of the Elixir of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8c2c3cd8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star started school and was very excited by this new life stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b47ea808.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star also started helping her mom around the house since Larana was pregnant with her second child ... and not feeling the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/226b2028.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1c3ce63b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement was growing in the household as Star and Larana eagerly awaited the newest member of the Leggasea household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4ac930f9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now ... "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Babies and Insanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Labor is a pain.  SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6e8209b5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d22fa959.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rewards are immeasurable.  Welcome the newest member of the Leggasea household: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aurora&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/bcca8aec.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;But all is NOT well with mom ... that last pregancy really took a LOT out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/48a5a96e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like her mind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/456413a5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a quick trip from the psychiatrist set her to rights again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c5baa7e5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ead4c86c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... much to the relief of Benjamin who decided that Aurora really shouldn't be around her mom ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b98e14c3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... what with her being insane and all.  Shaking the hands of invisible people is just NOT right (in Benjamin's opinion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8c9422a7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Note from me: that's -1 ... *cry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Larana was feeling more like herself, she really let Benjamin know (who was busy cleaning up the messes that were left behind when Larana went nuts) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/90807def.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... that she really didn't appreciate his attitude towards her after she had Aurora. She told him that if he just paid her a little bit more attention, gave her back rubs, hugged her ... SOMETHING that MAYBE she wouldn't have ended up in that predicament in the FIRST place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1afb5921.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was really angry, and Benjamin ... I really don't know WHAT his problem is.  Just LOOK at his expression ... evil @#$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Note from me: actually, this picture was taken after Larana finished her shower ... Benjamin had used the toilet and flushed it ... causing a SUDDEN change in water temperature. Hehe. She's giving him a piece of her mind alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What's to happen in future installments? Will Benjamin take more of an interest in his family? Will Aurora get close to her crazy mother? Will Star become a teenager? Will burglars make visits? Find out next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111721088369908382?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111721088369908382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111721088369908382&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111721088369908382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111721088369908382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/05/babies-and-insanity.html' title='Babies and Insanity'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111522223882903020</id><published>2005-05-04T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T07:58:56.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh ... Youth!  (part 2)</title><content type='html'>So ... when last we left Larana (seemingly a LOOOOONG time ago), she was contemplating life, the universe and everything, and decided that there was still TOO much to do to obtain the ultimate pleasure in life. SO ... she partook of her weakness for infomercials and ordered the "Elixir of Life" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4dca43b0.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All warnings aside, she felt like she was in a pretty good mood ... so ... she drank all but one last glassful of the entire jug. She felt like a MILLION bucks afterwards and knew that her children would grow up with a mom at least until adulthood. She didn't want to drink it again (although she might partake of the last sip sometime in the future).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/83b3b02e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, with Star having grown up well into childhood ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b347adec.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... it was time for her to start school.  She was so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5beb8d38.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyday that she returned home, she would make sure that one of her parents helped her with her homework (usually Benjamin since knowledge was his thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/479ccfde.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c74686b5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mom was too busy taking care of herself, what with the new baby coming soon.  And she didn't feel well most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1c3ce63b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Star ... being very close to her mother ... decided to help out from time to time around the house (which Larana was extremely grateful for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/226b2028.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/c471a3de.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides ... Star REALLY loved cleaning.  She felt a great sense of accomplishment from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, she was just as excited about the new baby as her mom was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1750c8fd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4ac930f9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her dad didn't seem all that interested, but then again ... knowledge was more his thing. Star was just pleased he paid attention to her. Don't get it wrong though. Star loved her dad. But she did find herself trying to get them to do the "family togetherness" thing from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/34699029.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with her mom being pregnant, she kept strenuous things to a minimum. Besides ... she had school work, too. She was working hard towards getting an A+. Her dad was really big on grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ed8acf31.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next time ... Babies and Insanity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111522223882903020?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111522223882903020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111522223882903020&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111522223882903020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111522223882903020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/05/ahh-youth-part-2.html' title='Ahh ... Youth!  (part 2)'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111452221513589023</id><published>2005-04-26T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T08:30:15.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh ... Youth!  (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Feeling a little run down?  A little ragged?  Haggard?  Overworked?  Need a little pick-me-up?  Well, the Elixir of Life can help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4dca43b0.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it takes is one gulp of this fabulously green concoction ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8c2c3cd8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through the miracles of modern science (and a bit of genetic splicing of a cow with a venus flytrap) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2b5bcd57.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/89b265ae.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, too, can be YOUNG again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/83b3b02e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warnings and restrictions do apply.  Not for sims and children under 14 days.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not &lt;/span&gt;for use at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GREEN &lt;/span&gt;aspiration level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111452221513589023?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111452221513589023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111452221513589023&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111452221513589023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111452221513589023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahh-youth-part-1.html' title='Ahh ... Youth!  (part 1)'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111411645754952565</id><published>2005-04-21T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T15:47:37.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Readers of the Leggasea Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I just wanted you all to know that as soon as the generation 2 children get old enough to continue the legacy, I won't post too many of the "in between" situations like I'm doing right now (you know ... with the roommate issues, and aging ... unless it's really important).  I'll just do major milestones so you aren't sifting through lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or ... maybe I'll keep doing it the way I'm doing.  You guys let me know what you'd like, and I'll consider it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Simming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111411645754952565?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111411645754952565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111411645754952565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111411645754952565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111411645754952565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/attention-readers-of-leggasea-blog.html' title='Attention Readers of the Leggasea Blog...'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111402713650393350</id><published>2005-04-20T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T14:59:37.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twists and Turns</title><content type='html'>When last we saw Larana, she realized that when one is on a "pleasure quest", one must be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f32c99c7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She forgot that little rule ... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f9abf588.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about Larana's second pregnancy ... Benjamin didn't seem to care about the fact that the child was not even his. Being knowledge-minded and logical, he was VERY aware of the fact that he and Larana hadn't done Woohoo in a while ... so the possibility of the child being his was slim to none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during the time when Larana was in her second trimester of pregnancy, Star hit another transitional period in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e70a4511.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even BENJAMIN (*gasp*) was there to celebrate. Larana was noticing more and more that Benjamin seemed to be enjoying fatherhood. It was strange the way he seemed to want to spend more time with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/50a8a095.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that it implies ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7a31dd8d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, in the blinking of an eye ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/226dd6c4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/eb64d780.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star grew into childhood ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8db17e41.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/80507531.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... right before going straight to bed.  Growing up is EXHAUSTING!&lt;br /&gt;(Hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/86974b4b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana and Benjamin TOTALLY agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3ae3fcb4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aging, after all, does affect EVERYONE.  But something tells me that I don't think Larana is going to put up with that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4dca43b0.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... or at least not until her children are fully grown anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111402713650393350?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111402713650393350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111402713650393350&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111402713650393350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111402713650393350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/twists-and-turns.html' title='Twists and Turns'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111383963045313518</id><published>2005-04-18T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T14:04:20.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star ...</title><content type='html'>When last we left Larana, her daughter (Star) had just grown into Toddler-hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d539b095.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and Larana was continuing with her pleasure quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/bebc8e6a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around ... we get to check in on how life is with a toddler in the household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, Larana LOVED taking care of Star as a toddler. She was absolutely ADORABLE! (Not to mention very photogenic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5b3da58f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a691bf81.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure. She had her tantrums, but what child didn't? It was just a cry for attention, and Larana loved giving her attention. But she was no pushover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/52a91f5e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana was a good mother who loved spending time with her daughter.  She often coveted the times they shared together ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/1ba43558.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and filed away the wonderful feelings their bond gave her for other moments when Larana was feeling lonely and unloved (like when Benjamin ignored her) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/026ae904.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ... Benjamin did (after a while) get more into the father role. It was a rare occurance, but it did happen, much to Larana's pleasure (doesn't take much to please her, does it?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/754f02fb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7670286b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even taught Star to walk.  *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6cf59a1e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the most part, it was Larana who raised Star (while Benjamin pursued his knowledge interests).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/29170ea8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Larana really didn't mind. She got to teach her "Little Star" many things, things that would later determine her direction in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d0fcb441.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And no ... not as a sanitation worker ... hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana wanted her daughter to relish the use of her imagination (as using her imagination was what helped Larana get to where she was now). Larana believed that there was no greater gift to give a child than the ability to use her imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/9048ba91.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/0ef59aee.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Star really seemed to LOVE what her mother taught her.  She seemed to take to it like a fish to water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/860e61e6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/15d561c7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, mother and daughter were as close as peas in a pod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/2158f503.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Larana was getting lonely (since Benjamin ignored her more often than not) ... thus she really put in more of an effort to befriend more people on her "pleasure quest" ... especially Joe Carr ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a4e4b7d4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Joe Carr was special ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/87e58631.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... very, VERY special ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f60b16e3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... maybe a little TOO special ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f32c99c7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Uh oh ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111383963045313518?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111383963045313518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111383963045313518&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111383963045313518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111383963045313518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/twinkle-twinkle-little-star.html' title='Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star ...'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111356996890509888</id><published>2005-04-15T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:00:57.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Live is the Greatest Adventure</title><content type='html'>When last we left Larana ... she was slightly sidetracked from her pleasure quest by the the birth of her daughter - Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ed250ef4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she decided that even with a child, there was pleasure to be had. She just had to find it! So she decided that a trip into town was just the thing. And she invited along a good friend that she'd met a while ago: Joe Carr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe knew about her situation with Benjamin, but he didn't care. Larana was a beautiful and vivacious woman. He couldn't resist her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;otherworldly&lt;/span&gt; charms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f60b16e3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/bebc8e6a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana's pleasure quest was well on its way once again! In the meantime, she still had Benjamin and Star at home, two people she still derived much pleasure from. Benjamin was her first real friend after all ... even if he didn't seem to be the fatherly type. He seemed to only be interested in learning things, reading things, studying things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a father seemed to be one of the last things he thought about. But Larana made sure that he did his fatherly duties. She wasn't about to raise a child alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a551953a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.   Star was her daughter ... the fruit of her womb.  Her Twinkling Little Star (she liked to call her that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6f5fb669.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there was one thing that Larana was quite sure of, it was that Motherhood was one of the greatest pleasures that she'd ever experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Star was growing up so fast!  Before she knew it, it was her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/322575f8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a2218f0e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in an instant ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/75019aad.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star was a toddler ... and very curious about the world in which she lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d539b095.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can Larana still derive pleasure from the "Terrible Toddler Transition"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/52a91f5e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ... maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about Joe Carr?  Will she see him again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a4e4b7d4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm ... probably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111356996890509888?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111356996890509888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111356996890509888&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111356996890509888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111356996890509888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-live-is-greatest-adventure.html' title='To Live is the Greatest Adventure'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111348508809723488</id><published>2005-04-14T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T08:25:24.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of Circling Storks ...</title><content type='html'>When last we left Larana ... she wasn't feeling too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/85def479.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/bc04141e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could she be expecting something from our "winged courier"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/772bd2ff.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana found herself really enjoying her pregnancy ... but it left her with this incessant need to clean everything in sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/48c848ee.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/17b9c42b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was in her FIRST trimester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until her third trimester that she started having strange cravings ... and at odd hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cc0a413f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she still cleaned like a maniac.  It must have been some sort of "nesting" instinct or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/918ccbc5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one night at dinner with Benjamin ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4c9dee6b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt a SHARP ... STABBING ... pain.  It was so painful, in fact, that it launched her right out of her chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/acc09a32.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought it MIGHT be a good idea if Benjamin would get off of his butt and call the hospital because she was ... HAVING THE BABY ... but he didn't seem to care. He just sat there calmly, and quietly eating his Chinese food while Larana writhed in agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/66fe8b82.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't know how much time passed from the onset of her labor pains until the moment of delivery ... but she was SO happy when it was all over (Benjamin was TOTALLY useless).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/40615a73.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a daughter ... a beautiful baby girl ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8595b31e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she named her Star ... Star Leggasea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ... there was a little fly in this pleasurable ointment of having her first child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that he just didn't seem to care that she was in pain when Star was on the way really bothered Larana. Then there was the fact that during her pregnancy, he just didn't seem to want to be near her. She liked him. She liked him a lot. But ... she was on a Pleasure Quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... one fine day after Star's birth ... and after a vigorous workout to get her body back into its pre-pregnancy state ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e06c53a4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana made a little trip back to the Victorian Gardens.  And she invited a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/87e58631.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could Larana be up to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111348508809723488?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111348508809723488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111348508809723488&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111348508809723488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111348508809723488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/beware-of-circling-storks.html' title='Beware of Circling Storks ...'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111339542806545856</id><published>2005-04-13T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T11:55:17.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Long ... Welcome!</title><content type='html'>It was the following day during her workout ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/167bf1da.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ac25bc83.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... that Larana came to a decision. Yes. It was a good decision. She picked up the phone, and invited Benjamin over. She wanted to discuss something with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b628f1f7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After flirting with him for a bit (and they were REALLY good friends by this point), she quietly whispered in his ear, "So ... Ben ... wanna move in together?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't need to be asked twice. And man ... when he moved in ... he brought in the Simoleons! $13,000 of them to be exact! With that money, Larana and Benjamin were able to do a little bit of remodeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(outside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7a256b7a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(inside ... before walls were added)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d1d3685c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(outside ... sorry it's a night picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/5093be92.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(inside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7be4797e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty funky!  Larana was always fond of colorful things.  I guess having purple skin did that to a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days passed, and Benjamin got a promotion. He was now working as a store clerk. Prior to moving in together, the most she and Benjamin ever did together was sleep ... to sleep. Nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3be00a14.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with Benjamin's promotion, Larana decided he deserved a bit of a reward, and was more than happy to provide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7e0ee3ec.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late that night, while Benjamin was sound asleep (a huge smile splitting his face), Larana quietly rolled out of bed. She couldn't sleep ... so many thoughts were flowing through her mind. She needed to do something ... wear herself out. So ... she got up and took out the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had finally lost her virginity ... and she was happy to report that it was a good loss. This pleasure thing was a GREAT idea! And she began to think of other ways that she could obtain it. It was quite addicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/85def479.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after several weeks ... she realized that there were usually consequences that followed along after one's actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/772bd2ff.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/bc04141e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again ... there are MANY forms of pleasure. And "consequence" or not ... this just might prove to be another form of pleasure for Larana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111339542806545856?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111339542806545856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111339542806545856&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111339542806545856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111339542806545856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/benjamin-long-welcome.html' title='Benjamin Long ... Welcome!'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111330954492883716</id><published>2005-04-12T07:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T07:16:12.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet and Greet ...</title><content type='html'>When last we left Larana, she was well on her way to building her legacy home ... but she hadn't met anyone interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7a256b7a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all changed late that morning when the Universe City Welcome-to-the-Neighborhood Committee stopped by. There was Brandi Letourneau and ... umm ... Marissa ... Yes, that was it. Marissa Bendett ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/3547a700.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ... there was Benjamin Long ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/39093d6a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana was intrigued by this bit of manflesh. The orphanage that she lived at was an all-girl orphanage ... so coming into contact with the opposite gender was a rare occurance. With a huge grin on her face, Larana invited her greeters into her humble abode. She kind of forgot about Brandi and Marissa ... Benjamin was just TOO fascinating! And he seemed intrigued by her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b628f1f7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, soon it was time for everyone to leave, and Larana was alone once again. All night as she lay in her bed, she thought about Benjamin Long and the other ladies with a smile on her face. Though Benjamin was the most fascinating out of the three, Larana was not opposed to enjoying herself in the company of a lady (all-girl orphanage, remember?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during these ponderings, that she was suddenly startled by the sound of her burglar alarm going off! An INTRUDTER was in her home! She quickly jumped out of bed and ran into her bathroom ... and quivered in fear when the intruder followed her in. She screamed at the top of her lungs and he ran out again. But she knew he wouldn't stay there for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d975659c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily ... a police car showed up in mere minutes!  And a handsome, blond police officer began tussling with Larana's intruder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/ef5af5c0.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana stayed huddled in the bathroom while the fight ensued. Thankfully, the police officer won. He cuffed the intruder and dragged him away to his police cruiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/dd5faeba.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He returned to Larana and told her that she would be alright now. She did the right thing in installing the alarm and staying away from the intruder. He told her that many people tried to handle things themselves ... and only got hurt. Then he bid her goodnight and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana knew that she didn't want to stay alone after that. She needed someone with her. As soon as the sun came up (with her still in her pajamas), she called Benjamin over to her home. And he was all-too-pleased to join her and comfort her after her harrowing ordeal in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a8ad78a5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larana was MORE than pleased that he came.  And she began to wonder if she could start her pleasure quest with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps ... she might just do that ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111330954492883716?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111330954492883716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111330954492883716&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111330954492883716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111330954492883716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/meet-and-greet.html' title='Meet and Greet ...'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111293119020652914</id><published>2005-04-07T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T07:22:55.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Universe City</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/Universe%20City/1fdba73d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A place of  history  and longstanding tradition ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/Universe%20City/fd37803d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A place of beauty where nature is in balance ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/Universe%20City/3e0cff5c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But there is another side to this place where many come to make new lives for themselves ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/Universe%20City/47b6262f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/Universe%20City/1a1703d9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/Universe%20City/0780b522.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ... A mysterious side ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/Universe%20City/103cb62b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... A side full of things "unexplainable" ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/Universe%20City/ea727c1d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's okay!  The people here are friendly and would welcome a stranger with open arms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come one, come all to a place where you, too, can find the balance of nature and mystery. It is a place of long "selective" memories. Come ... start over. We're waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111293119020652914?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111293119020652914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111293119020652914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111293119020652914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111293119020652914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/universe-city.html' title='Universe City'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12000827.post-111290232789306616</id><published>2005-04-07T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:43:16.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Time ...</title><content type='html'>... there lived a Sim named Larana Leggasea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/a4bdedf5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of her life she was picked on and put down ... and all because of the color of her skin. She couldn't help that her parents weren't from SimEarth. It wasn't her fault at all ... but kids are cruel. As a result of her ostricism, and as a result of the death of her parents when she was a mere child, she grew up very lonely. Before she was released from the orphanage (since no one wanted to adopt a child with a "strange" skin color), she vowed that as an adult, she would discover all the pleasures of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all started, when she was no longer a ward of the state. With all the money she had left to her in the world ($20,000), she purchased a plot of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/4a7642fc.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG plot of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b600d434.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A VERY big plot of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/cab6797c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very big, EMPTY plot of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/8ff967ed.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind whistled past her head as she stood there and looked out over what would one day be a legacy for her family, her descendents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d3914759.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact ... she stood there for quite some time before she decided that she needed some things. With what little money she had left over, she called some cheap contractors, and they built THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/d1d3685c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly wasn't much, was it? As a matter of fact ... it was kind of depressing. Larana was SO depressed, in fact, that she decided to make herself feel better by buying herself some new clothes. She called a taxi and made her way to the only community location in all of Universe City (at the time): the Victorian Gardens. And she picked herself up a couple of nice things including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her underwear ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/6a06437f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her formal wear ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7ca5cf5a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her pajamas ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/e2c07c4b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her workout clothes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/43565adf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her swimwear ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/b0d27425.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these clothes didn't attract attention ... NOTHING would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of that purchased, she had very little left in her bank account, so ... her great job hunt began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/08d5ada5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it paid the most out of all of the possible jobs, Larana decided that she would be a Security Guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/f38bd429.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She probably wouldn't stay in law enforcement ... as she had dreams of being a Hall of Famer ... but ... it would do for now.  And after a time, she made enough money to add walls and a roof (not to mention a front door).  Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Anjelstar76/Leggasea/7a256b7a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was lonely.  She hoped that she would meet some nice people soon.  What good was enjoying life if there was no one to enjoy it with?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12000827-111290232789306616?l=sims2leggasea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/feeds/111290232789306616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12000827&amp;postID=111290232789306616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111290232789306616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12000827/posts/default/111290232789306616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sims2leggasea.blogspot.com/2005/04/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon a Time ...'/><author><name>Anjel76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794359515628051541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viGCpKJvmlo/Sk4zJRBHtvI/AAAAAAAAABI/n4UGPkj9LjA/S220/Sims3AV.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
