Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Mourning

Woohooing
Aging





Willie has been having a hard time. He hasn't had a ghostly visit in some time so he mourns all the time.


Day





Night





Dressed and naked.




He left his wife's earthly remains long enough to berate his son about his big belly.
"It's bigger than hers and she's pregnant again! Why did you do that? She was so hard to live with the first time!"




But Sammy has found the secret to keeping his pregnant wife, well, satisfied.
Don't even try to tell Theresa pregnant sims can't woohoo in the spaceship. She is not hearing that noise.




In addition to keeping his wife satisfied, Sammy has also been spoiling his first born. He built him his own wing.
That he will have to share once his baby brother or sister is old enough.



And it was built just in time. Here's Shane, third gen heir.
He wants to be an artist but he's really very lazy. And spoiled. We'll see how much attention he gets once the spare is born.

Monday, December 28, 2015

Hormones Can Drive One Crazy

Theresa's Always Been A Bit of a Kook
and now she's all kook.




"What do you mean we are out of flan?!!?
Can't you see I NEED some flan?!!"

Yeup, pregnancy has driven our poor Theresa around the bend.




"Honey, maybe somebody less pregnant should clean the tub."
"And maybe somebody with more flan should be telling me what to do."




"Theresa dear, maybe knowing this will ease you a bit."
"Your child will have relatives watching over him always. I mean that literally. Over there. Circling the third star from the left. He has relatives from there."




My baby is one quarter alien? Doesn't that make me want to jump naked in the pool!
And why is the water turning green? Is it some sort of alien miscombobulation? I need to look this up-- Google will know. Google knows everything.





"Holy Plum, Theresa! Don't you think you should put on some clothes?"
"Could be. Or it could be you need to stop staring at your pregnant daughter-in-law's naked butt."





"Baby, if you put on some clothes, I'll give you some flan."
"Will it be a quarter alien flan, like something else you gave me?"



"There. Happy? I hope you realize these clothes have made me go into labor."
"I. . . bhua, huh?"
"It's either labor or I have to take the world's biggest shit."



Yeah, it's poop.
Oh wait. . .



This bassinet is probably a much better place to deposit this baby. 




Thank you for not having our baby in the toilet.





Everybody, take turns greeting Shane Same.


"Hi Sweetie. Don't worry, your mom's not really crazy. I only play a kook when I'm pregnant. I'm going to take great care of you, my bouncing quarter alien baby boy!

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Sammy Don't Play!

And He Doesn't Waste Time
 not in this episode.



He didn't need his mother's approval but, having got it, Sammy called Theresa right away and asked her for a second date.
"We make such a cute couple, don't you think?"





"I think you're extra cute, Sammy!"





Hey! Other people gotta use the bathroom, you know!





"So sorry. Somebody told Sammy he was goofy-looking. I had to show him how cute he is."





Sammy spent very little time pondering his good fortune. A girl liked him! A beautiful girl who ravished him in bathroom stalls. He'd never been ravished before.  He had to make her his before anyone else realized how great she was and snatched her up.






Oh my goodness-- look at her! Sammy had to make it even more permanent. He couldn't wait for all the bells and whistles. He needed to make her his right this second.






"With this ring. . ."










Traditionally, you should get to know your bride before you marry her. Sammy was not that into tradition. It was only after the vows were exchanged that he learned about his new wife.
She was a jealous, non-committal loner. Sammy considered himself lucky beyond compare to have gotten her to agree to marry him. He also considered her a bit of a kook. What kind of loner wishes to be a party animal? Why his beautiful blushing bride, that's who.





Sammy presented Theresa to his dad-- a fait accompli
No wonder Willie is giving her the side-eye.





"I'm not that bad, Will. Firstly I'll bring some life into this house. No more moping around all the time. It's time to party!"
"And, on the other side, I don't really like being around people much, so you and Sammy can spend all the time alone together you like. Win-win!"




Willie continued to stare morosely into his drink. This Theresa, she brings a lot of change with her. The minute she moved in, Sammy started with the renovations.
True both he and Sammy wanted a pool long before Theresa arrived on the scene but come on. Things are moving too fast!




Sammy even added this ridiculous overhanging addition. It's empty now but really, who does that?



Uh oh. What's going on here?
Looks like the additions to the house could not have come at a more fortuitous time.




All of a sudden, Willie forgot all of his objections.





There was only one more family member to convert. Funny, she didn't have the jealous trait but she sure entertained the green-eyed monster pretty often.






It all worked out at the end. Willie knows how to talk to the woman he traveled billions of miles to be with.





As long as my two guys are happy, Sarah states.




But just so you know, Theresa
I will be keeping my eye on you.

Monday, December 21, 2015

Parental Approval. Not Need But Appreciated

Girls! Girls! Girls!
O.K., two girls.



Sammy got a call that there was a party over at Windenburg with pretty girls just waiting for the right guy. Sammy was in the market for a pretty girl.

I'll just sit here by myself and look at the pretty girls. Maybe one will stand out.





Maybe if I sneak up a little closer and take a peek. I like yellow cleavage girl. Because, well, cleavage!




Oh wait! How about the sweet girl with the glow of an angel. I'll try to talk to her and hope she doesn't automatically hate me like all the other girls.





Maybe if I bust a move she'll notice me.
It worked! She's smiling at me. I'm going to go over there and get her digits.




Sammy soon had to go home because he really isn't a party animal and it was way, waaaay past his bedtime. But he didn't leave before meeting the lovely Theresa Babcock.




He did not waste a single second asking her out on a date.





And she really liked him too. Look at the way she looks at him.





Sammy's not much of a smooth operator.
He lunged at Theresa. She didn't really seem to mind.




But one person did mind. From beyond the grave.
"He's a grown boy and I'm dead. There is no reason why his date is making me fiery red angry."




"Oh love! You've come back from beyond."
"You remember our love! You remember how it was all and everything."




"Sarah, my love. Let's one more time celebrate our happiness."





"And remember how great it was just to be us."
"Let's not begrudge our only son such happiness."




"What is it, Sammy?"
"Nothing, Theresa. Except I'm not the only one who thinks you're the best thing since sliced garlic bread with bruschetta."








Sammy made it home from his date as the sun was rising.
Just in time to get a congratulatory hug from his much missed mom.