<?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-8370768762318031512</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:23:38.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prosperity Island</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my 3rd attempt at The Sims 2 Prosperity Challenge.  Witness the story of 3 families trying to create a new life for themselves and their family.  Many will prosper, but some will end up short.  Watch and find out what will become of these families here, in Prosperity Island.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-8465318571351717147</id><published>2007-02-02T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:32:59.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 3 - O'Connor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPktOu73vI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6i-TCaU9UCg/s1600-h/o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027113074775809778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPktOu73vI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6i-TCaU9UCg/s400/o1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The O'Connor Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;103 Lake Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;$58,663&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;Saying Goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;O'Connor - Victoria, Rebecca, Dorian, Madeline, Shawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey guys, this is Madeline, and I am once again here to tell you how our third week in Sedona Falls went. To start off, Shawn and I began to once again hang-out and spend time together like we did when he was younger. He just seems to look at me like a role-model and always asks me about advice on school, friends, and life in general, we even developed a new hobby; chess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkpeu73uI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4fKL7G5e-6M/s1600-h/o2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027113010351300322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkpeu73uI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4fKL7G5e-6M/s400/o2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Vicky, on the other hand, spent most of her time painting or writing novels for extra money, just like any other fortune sim would do. Don't get me wrong, she still makes time for us and mom but it's pretty obvious what her true calling is; money.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkmuu73tI/AAAAAAAAAII/wdYTBrJRBV0/s1600-h/o3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112963106660050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkmuu73tI/AAAAAAAAAII/wdYTBrJRBV0/s400/o3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I did spend time with Grandma, we spent countless hours talking about relationships, life, and, most importantly; boys. I really felt comfortable opening up to her because, despite the age difference, she seemed to understand everything I was going through which enabled us to quickly become friends.
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkjOu73sI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XtZK3FaIZFQ/s1600-h/o4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112902977117890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkjOu73sI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XtZK3FaIZFQ/s400/o4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though I was getting closer and closer to my family, the true popularity sim in me begged to be released from within, and I decided to call up the local matchmaker to get a date.
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkf-u73rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ob0pOWNPt-A/s1600-h/o5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112847142543026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkf-u73rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ob0pOWNPt-A/s400/o5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I spent about $4,000 on a date and got him; George McCarthy. I know you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but...having a great cover doesn't hurt! I was automatically attracted to George: tan, blonde, hot surfer look - he was just my type. George was definitely worth the $4,000!
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkcOu73qI/AAAAAAAAAHw/F9zXoI1qcBg/s1600-h/o6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112782718033570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkcOu73qI/AAAAAAAAAHw/F9zXoI1qcBg/s400/o6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a couple of hours of dancing, watching TV, and talking, George and I ended up having a great time. When the night was over, I had totally fallen for him and had a huge crush! He even became best friends but hopefully, with time, we can become something more...
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkYOu73pI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2KN_tWuIb1w/s1600-h/o7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112713998556818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkYOu73pI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2KN_tWuIb1w/s400/o7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good news came Thursday afternoon when dad got back from work, he reached the top of his career track and accomplished his Lifetime Want! He was so excited and could do nothing but jump up and down singing, "I made it top, bee doo, bee doo, bop" for the rest of the day.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkSeu73oI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vDfyIpeTjOY/s1600-h/o8.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112615214308994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkSeu73oI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vDfyIpeTjOY/s400/o8.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad wasn't the only one that had a good day, mom also made it to the top of her career track, and also accomplished her Lifetime Want! She was also happy, but instead of jumping up and down like a goof, hired a chef to make us a gourmet celebratory dinner. I'm so happy for both mom and dad, they really make me want to one day be as successful and happy like them both.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkMuu73nI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KrCqLz46s4c/s1600-h/o9.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112516430061170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkMuu73nI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KrCqLz46s4c/s400/o9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But sadly, along with happiness comes sorrow, and later that afternoon, Ol' Grimmy came to pick up Grandma Vicky. I couldn't believe that it was Grandma's time so soon, it seemed like I only just began to spend time with Grandma and get to know her, but for her to be taken away so soon, so sudden was definitely hurtful...
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkGOu73mI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1Njqk9tfiI0/s1600-h/o10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112404760911458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkGOu73mI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1Njqk9tfiI0/s400/o10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, when the time comes, there's nothing you can do.... We are all happy that Grandma lived a long, happy life. Even though she had to endure some struggles, she always came out stronger and as a better person. She never let the negative things in life get to her, instead, she always found the positive thing in everything and everyone. May Grandma Vicky rest in peace.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkB-u73lI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qp3hKsl7SHE/s1600-h/o11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112331746467410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPkB-u73lI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qp3hKsl7SHE/s400/o11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Victoria O'Connor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Platinum Fortune Gravestone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;71 Years Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom was probably the one that took Grandma's passing the hardest. She would cry whenever she walked into Grandma's old room, or whenever she passed her gravestone. She would remember all of the good times she had with Grandma and would often cry when reading Grandma's old journal. She definitely loved her mother, but after some time, she realized that Grandma would've wanted her to move along with her life and continue on with her family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPj9eu73kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/O0nip_2RnQY/s1600-h/o12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112254437056066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPj9eu73kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/O0nip_2RnQY/s400/o12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first thing that helped mom move along after Grandma's death was Shawn's birthday. Unfortunately, since Grandma's passing was still fresh in our minds, we didn't have the time, or energy, to plan a party and Shawn just had a small transition with just the four of us. Here he is after his transition...
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPj5-u73jI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Zjuewt4oAh0/s1600-h/o13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112194307513906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPj5-u73jI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Zjuewt4oAh0/s400/o13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Shawn O'Connor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Male Teenager-S2-Blonde Hair-Dark Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aries / 10 Neat - 9 Outgoing - 7 Active - 3 Playful - 2 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Make Up and Red Hair / Stink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(LTW) Become Chief of Staff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also thought that I had to move on, so I invited George over for dinner. We talked and noticed that we had a lot in common, so we decided to go steady. We ended up falling in love and having a dream date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPj2Ou73iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ut2aYxPcRLk/s1600-h/o14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112129883004450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPj2Ou73iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ut2aYxPcRLk/s400/o14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With mom and dad working nights, Shawn and I ended up having a lot of quiet, and quite boring nights, doing homework and studying. Shawn plans on getting a job so he worked a lot on his skills and I just read and watched TV.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjyuu73hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XMBwe7gjIxw/s1600-h/o15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027112069753462290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjyuu73hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XMBwe7gjIxw/s400/o15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As the week progressed, so did my relationship with George. I invited him over for dinner to just hang out almost every other night and look at what he got me...a karaoke machine! He is so awesome! I had mentioned to him that I loved singing and the very next night...BAM...I got a new karaoke maching, I love him!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjteu73gI/AAAAAAAAAGg/PrrckXS1m_s/s1600-h/o16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111979559149058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjteu73gI/AAAAAAAAAGg/PrrckXS1m_s/s400/o16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My "teen" love with George didn't last too long though, because my transition was Sunday afternoon. We threw a pretty small party; just the family and a couple of friends from school; but it was pretty fun. Here I am blowing out the candles and my parents and brother acting like nerds with those blowers, gosh, they can be so embarrasing sometimes!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjpuu73fI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RHwsmnxwz6w/s1600-h/o17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111915134639602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjpuu73fI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RHwsmnxwz6w/s400/o17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is me after my transition. I decided to go a little softer on the make-up and lose the flower on my hair. What do you think?
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjmeu73eI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ba4zZGk7t-c/s1600-h/o18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111859300064738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjmeu73eI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ba4zZGk7t-c/s400/o18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You've probably noticed, from the previous pictures, that we're basically done with the remodeling of our house. Here's the exterior view of our new home.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjheu73dI/AAAAAAAAAGI/k4WaL7hcb80/s1600-h/o19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111773400718802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjheu73dI/AAAAAAAAAGI/k4WaL7hcb80/s400/o19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the left side of the first floor. It contains (from left to right); a garage, the kitchen, and the dining room.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjeeu73cI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YgI71q3iPik/s1600-h/o20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111721861111234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjeeu73cI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YgI71q3iPik/s400/o20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the right side of the first floor. This has a bathroom, the foyer, the living room, and the master bedroom.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjbOu73bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6AUPAxXekEE/s1600-h/o21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111666026536370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjbOu73bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6AUPAxXekEE/s400/o21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the right side of the top floor. This has a den, a bathroom, and the hallway.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjXuu73aI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MTMMyhSPY3U/s1600-h/o22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111605896994210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjXuu73aI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MTMMyhSPY3U/s400/o22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To the right is my old room, the stairs, and a small 'office' that Shawn and I shared.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjTeu73ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/47SwbTw9HSk/s1600-h/o23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111532882550162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjTeu73ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/47SwbTw9HSk/s400/o23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, on the right side is Shawn's room, you can tell he chose the nautical theme...what a dork!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjOeu73YI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AxEV7dhsoYU/s1600-h/o24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111446983204226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjOeu73YI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AxEV7dhsoYU/s400/o24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You probably noticed that my room, the top floor hallway, and some of the office is missing; that's because I'm moving out! I decided that I definitely had some different, 'beliefs', than my parents and brother and decided to start a household of my own. I plan on starting a life with George, when he gets older because he's still in high school, and decided to let Shawn stay in the house and raise his family for further generations. So you can still check up on me next week as I start my new home and my new life...
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjI-u73XI/AAAAAAAAAFY/IbnP62Gt-2I/s1600-h/o25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111352493923698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPjI-u73XI/AAAAAAAAAFY/IbnP62Gt-2I/s400/o25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, that's it for the O'Connor's third week here in Prosperity Island. Be sure to come back next week and see how my fam's doing without me and see if Shawn finds himself a girlfriend? Don't forget to be on the lookout for some updates from me and, possibly, George...See you next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Changes this Round-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Net Worth - $78,404 (Up $19,741)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LTW Fulfilled - Rebecca O'Connor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LTW Fulfilled - Dorian O'Connor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(-2) Sims - Victoria and Madeline O'Connor























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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-8465318571351717147?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/8465318571351717147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=8465318571351717147&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/8465318571351717147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/8465318571351717147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2007/02/round-3-oconnor.html' title='Round 3 - O&apos;Connor'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RcPktOu73vI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6i-TCaU9UCg/s72-c/o1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-5316633752022900772</id><published>2007-01-30T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T19:21:55.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuses, Excuses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd just like to take the time and thank everyone who's taken the time to read my challenge and is still an acid follower of my blog, regardless of my extended absense.  Vacation was awesome! It was definitely much needed rest and relaxation!  I know I said I would have an update soon but so much stuff has come up at school that I haven't had time...sorry.  &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PROMISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I will have an update ready before this weekend though, I should be all caught up with school by then. Again, sorry for taking so long with the next update, but I'm sure you guys know that your personal life can sometimes interfere with simming and blogging.  Come back soon for the next update!  See you for the O'Connor's Round 3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-5316633752022900772?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/5316633752022900772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=5316633752022900772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/5316633752022900772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/5316633752022900772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2007/01/excuses-excuses.html' title='Excuses, Excuses'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-2852658528596679551</id><published>2006-12-20T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:32:59.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RYnWSqhbbEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SHANxZLNwGA/s1600-h/vacation+2006.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey everyone!
I hope that all of you are enjoying my attemp at this prosperity challenge as much I am. I really like these families and enjoy playing them, hopefully, as much as you guys do. You've probably noticed that I haven't posted in a while and this littls post is going to explain why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had semester exams last week and really wanted to focus my attention on studying and maintaining my grade, which didn't really leave much time for simming. It was worth it though, I ended up getting all A's and a 4.215 GPA! When exams were finally over, I had a couple of days to sim and actually finished playing the next round of the O'Connor Family. I haven't had a chance to update though because I'm heading on vacation! I leave tomorrow, Dec. 21, at 5:00 in the morning and will, hopefully, arrive in Cancun at around 10:00. You guys probably remember me telling you my itenary so I won't go through it again, but the point is, I won't be back until January 24, 2007! Yeah, I'll be gone for a whole month! I probably won't have another update ready until early February though because I'll have to unpack and come back to make-up work in school, etc. I'm really sorry I'm kind of putting my challenge on hold, but boy, do I need a vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now that you all know my plans and reasons for my lack of updates, I hope you'll understand that sometimes it is impossible to continue simming/posting when your life gets in the way, but once again, sorry! I just wanted to let you guys know the reason for my absense so you guys don't think that I'm not doing the challenge anymore and don't take me of all of your link lists. I hope to see all of you guys again in February, well, "virtually see" you.... See you soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RYnWp6hbbFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X-OEev-rWWI/s1600-h/vacation+2006.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010772075998833746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RYnWp6hbbFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X-OEev-rWWI/s400/vacation+2006.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Number of Sims = 16 (+4 Sims/Pets: -3 Sims/Pets)----16 points
Impossible Want Fulfilled = 1 (+1)--------------------------3 points&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Total&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;22 points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Andrea's birthday was on Monday. We didn't get a chance to throw a party for her because...well..I'll explain a little later. Anyway, here are her stats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Andrea Jacquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Female Toddler-S1-Blonde Hair-Green Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Libra / 1 Neat - 9 Outgoing - 2 Active - 6 Playful - 9 Nice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNeBYdPv2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/wl92X8dNx74/s1600-h/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446988776750946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNeBYdPv2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/wl92X8dNx74/s400/a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The reason why we didn't throw a party for Andrea was because me and Gilbert have been having some problems. We would disagree on stupid things like what to have for dinner and what show to watch and go on and on until he was frustrated and I would be crying my eyes out. Our marriage seemed to be going downhill.
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I found myself spending nights sleeping in the couch over all of our fights. I was starting to think that our marriage had been a bad idea and that maybe we were too young to have married at such a young age. Denise would sometimes hear us fighting but she just seemed to ignore us. I thought for sure there would be no solution to our problems other than divorce until one night.
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Gilbert had woken up to make himself a midnight snack. He put a slice of leftover pie in the oven and, while the slice was cooking, he had a sudden urge to go to the bathroom and left, leaving the pie unattended. While he was in the bathroom, it happened....the oven burst on fire.
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We had no fire alarm in the house because it had broken down a couple of days before. Gilbert had taken it down and said he was going to fix it, but he never did. Since we were all asleep, we didn't know about it until Gilbert came out of the bathroom and started yelling. I grabbed Andrea and Mocha and ran out with one of them in each hand. But since Denise's room and the bathroom are so close to the kitchen, Denise and Gilbert were trapped by the flames.
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdxIdPvxI/AAAAAAAAACM/UPKxTNOebu8/s1600-h/a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446709603876626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdxIdPvxI/AAAAAAAAACM/UPKxTNOebu8/s400/a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Gilbert attempted to extinguish the flames but was engulfed in the fire in a couple of minutes.
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Denise tried to extinguish Gilbert but got too close to the now raging fire and also caught on fire. I tried to get to the phone and call the fire department but the phone was engulfed by the fire also, there was nothing more I could do but try and extinguish the flames.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdqYdPvvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/foEaywF694A/s1600-h/a10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446593639759602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdqYdPvvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/foEaywF694A/s400/a10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw that I could not fight the fire alone and ran to the Morawa's home to call the fire department. Unfortunately, when the firefighters showed up, it was too late. Both Denise and Gilbert had been engulfed and neither of them made it through that night. Mocha also suffered the same fate when she tried to help Denise, her owner from the fire. This is all that is left off Denise and Gilbert. I didn't have the funds to pay for a large funeral so I just had a small private funeral in our backyard. I guess it's just me and Andrew from now on.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdnYdPvuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/UqOjprOx0CI/s1600-h/a11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446542100152034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdnYdPvuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/UqOjprOx0CI/s400/a11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I would go crazy without Gilbert in my life. Even though we had our difference, I still loved him and loved him until the day he died....I still love him. Thankfully, I had Andrea. She gave me a reason for wanting to live, I don't know what I would have been without my little girl.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdkIdPvtI/AAAAAAAAABs/kQSRU_SrwH0/s1600-h/a12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446486265577170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdkIdPvtI/AAAAAAAAABs/kQSRU_SrwH0/s400/a12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad, Edward, and brother, Adam, came over for dinner the day after Gilbert's death. They assured me that everything would be fine and told me that they were there to support me if I ever needed money, a place to live, or even someone to talk to. We talked a little about my lack of funds and Dad suggested I start buckling down and focus more on work and family.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdhodPvsI/AAAAAAAAABk/N7buIbA3HXY/s1600-h/a13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446443315904194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdhodPvsI/AAAAAAAAABk/N7buIbA3HXY/s400/a13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever I felt lonely and depressed I found that spending time with Andrea, teaching her skills and playing with her, helped me focus on something other than our recent tragedy. Here I am teaching my little girl to walk.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdfIdPvrI/AAAAAAAAABc/W3R3KxkMSbM/s1600-h/a14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446400366231218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdfIdPvrI/AAAAAAAAABc/W3R3KxkMSbM/s400/a14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andrea's transition into childhood was Friday morning. I was too tired from work and taking care of a toddler to throw a party, so I just baked a small cake and had a small celebration, just me and my little girl.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdcIdPvqI/AAAAAAAAABU/aTInc-ZDJUA/s1600-h/a15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446348826623650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdcIdPvqI/AAAAAAAAABU/aTInc-ZDJUA/s400/a15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Andrea after her birthday. Isn't she adorable? I think she favors Gilbert's family more than mine, she even has his nose. What do you think?
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdW4dPvpI/AAAAAAAAABM/59qtDeynJJ0/s1600-h/a16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446258632310418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdW4dPvpI/AAAAAAAAABM/59qtDeynJJ0/s400/a16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing my baby grow up into a wonderful little girl made me think about our future. I realized that Gilbert was gone forever and that I would need to work hard to make a life for both me and Andrea, I needed to give Andrea a mother to be proud of and someone to love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdUodPvoI/AAAAAAAAABE/PwLpJJ3J1HU/s1600-h/a17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446219977604738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdUodPvoI/AAAAAAAAABE/PwLpJJ3J1HU/s400/a17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;I began painting on my days off for money to solve our economic situation. I began averaging about $500 a painting, it definitely helped with our income and paying the bills.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdOodPvnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hfD8gXckrrw/s1600-h/a18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446116898389618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdOodPvnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hfD8gXckrrw/s400/a18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also worked harded to get promotions, even if that meant spending all of my evenings skillings. I even sold my first masterpiece for about $600.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdL4dPvmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LmEZTYOzw_Q/s1600-h/a19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446069653749346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdL4dPvmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LmEZTYOzw_Q/s400/a19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gilbert's ghost made it's first appearance Saturday morning. It was sometime around 5:00 a.m. and I had woken up early to finish a painting from the night before. All of sudden, it jumped out of the canvas and nearly made me wet my pants! I guess it isn't too happy with me, probably because of all the problems we had while he was alive, we was actually nice to Andrea though, and never frightened her.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdJYdPvlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TTIQllnvCSY/s1600-h/a20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004446026704076370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdJYdPvlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TTIQllnvCSY/s400/a20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a call Saturday afternoon from Gilbert and Denise's insurance company. They explained to me that Gilbert's family had owned a bakery in a neighboring town and that since Gilbert had no other family, it now belonged to me! I was so excited... the bakery was worth around $30,000! I was a little confused about what to do with the bakery but after a couple of hours, I decided that the best idea for Andrea and I was to sell it. I realized I couldn't really handle managing a business our going in and out of town for that matter, so I sold it to Landgrabb Industries that very same evening.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdG4dPvkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/D2iTHNH6Gj8/s1600-h/a21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004445983754403394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdG4dPvkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/D2iTHNH6Gj8/s400/a21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the money I received from the bakery, I decided to add on to our house. It's nothing huge, but after all, it is just me and Andrea. This is the exterior view of our new home.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdEYdPvjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/v7PPm6qs4Kg/s1600-h/a22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004445940804730418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdEYdPvjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/v7PPm6qs4Kg/s400/a22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is the exterior. It consists of, from left to right; Andrea's bedroom, the kitchen, the dining room, my bedroom, the living room, and the bathroom. Not too shabby, huh? By the way, pay no attention to the paper girl at the bottom of the picture, she somehow wandered into our picture.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdBIdPviI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1ObkAssXSsg/s1600-h/a23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004445884970155554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNdBIdPviI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1ObkAssXSsg/s400/a23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did anyone catch something different in the previous picture? No? Right next to the farthest up cabinet.... a dog bed! That's right, we have a new member in our family. We decided to get a puppy because the house was starting to get awfully quite and lonely. We adopted our puppy on Sunday and decided to name her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Snowball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNc-IdPvhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/raTYK51HssQ/s1600-h/a24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004445833430547986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNc-IdPvhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/raTYK51HssQ/s400/a24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, that's all I have for you guys this week. As you can see, this week has definitely been hard on the whole family. Hopefully next week will be much better. Make sure to come back and see Andrea transition into a teenager and Snowball grow up. See ya'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Changes this Round-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Net Worth - $55,809 ( Up $10858)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(-2) Sim Deaths - Gilbert and Denise Jacquet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(-1) Pet Death - Mocha Jacquet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(+1) New Pet - Snowball Jacquet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-5680448412289423705?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/5680448412289423705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=5680448412289423705&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/5680448412289423705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/5680448412289423705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/12/round-2-jacquet.html' title='Round 2 - Jacquet'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPTLmDqobHs/RXNeModPv5I/AAAAAAAAADM/Sa4ajS3aeRk/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-3858818653652144991</id><published>2006-11-27T15:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T13:14:53.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 2 - Zarko</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/426396/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/638603/b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Zarko Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;107 Lake Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;$42, 125&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;Birthdays Galore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zarko - Edward, Adam, Amanda, Evan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello everyone, I'm Amanda and I'm going to tell all of you how my family's second week here in Prosperity Island went by. Let me warn you ahead of time, there are tons of birthdays in this update, so get your singing voice ready....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/847569/b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/502072/b2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I continued teaching Evan all of the basic skills he would need as he grows older. Adam would usually paint for extra money while I taught Evan his skills.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/211418/b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/701238/b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's other good news...I'm pregnant! I'm so happy, I didn't think that Adam and I would have another baby so soon! I can't wait for our new baby!
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/316948/b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/785105/b4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had been a little worried about Adam being more interested in making money and that he wouldn't spend time with Evan but he turned out to be a great dad. He sometimes even tucks Evan in before going to bed.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/25758/b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/755858/b5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edward, being the knowledge sim that he is, continued working on his skills. He wants to learn everything there is but I'm a little worried that he won't have enough time to accomplish his goal before he goes to that big luah in the sky. He doesn't seem to find his age an issue and even maxed out his mechanical skills on Tuesday.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/618810/b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/419572/b6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found my pregnancy to be more difficult than what it was with Evan. I always seemed to be tired and hungry, and sometimes even grouchy. I was so tired that I even fell asleep in my lunch on Tuesday.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/105340/b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/313766/b7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Evan had his birthday on Tuesday. Edward and Adam were both at work so I just baked a cake and celebrated along with him. Here he is after his birthday...isn't he so cute?!?! And those chubby cheeks of his....he's adorable, and no, I'm not just saying this because I'm his mom!
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/946644/b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/858766/b8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It turned out that Adam not being home for Evan's birthday actually had it's benefits because when he came home from work that day, he made his first $10,000. He was estatic, he's slowly making his way to accomplishing his life-long goal of making $100,000.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/514277/b9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/368957/b9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Wednesday morning, Adam and I were making our way around our property, we were looking at expanding our home and adding a few new rooms. and I went into labor! Right out there in the front lawn, the mailman was even there! I thought it would be a breeze since this wasn't my first but it was pretty brutal, I had forgotten how much it hurt!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/926327/b10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/569406/b10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I gave birth at around 11:00 in the morning. As I held my baby in my arms I suddenly felt another sharp pain in my stomach. It was so intense that I had to hand our new born to Adam. The pain got worse and worse and I realized the pain to be another contraction, but how? All of sudden I knew why these pains were coming, I was having....
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/663199/b11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/258493/b11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TWINS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was actually having another baby! I had always wanted twins and I was so happy to be going through this experience, best of all, I felt one step closer to my life-long dream of having ten children.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/284907/b12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/227025/b12.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first baby born is a little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She has my brown eyes and red hair but she has Adam's light skin tone. We decided to name her &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lauren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/826178/b13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/443962/b13.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our second baby was another baby &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She's a little different than Lauren in that she has blonde hair, but she also has my brown eyes and Adam's light skin tone. We named our second baby girl &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lindsay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/427473/b14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/72430/b14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We built our new house the very next day. This is an exterior view of our new home. It doesn't contain all of the windows yet because of lack of money, but the basic structure is set.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/264164/b15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/129667/b15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first floor of our house. To the right you can find our garage and living room. The bathroom, kitchen, and dining room are to the left.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/668787/b16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/332881/b16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The top floor consists of (from left to right) ; girl's room, study, Evan's bedroom, foyer, bathroom, and master bedroom. As you can see, he haven't added furniture to most of the top floor, which is also due to lack of money, but we plan on getting all new furniture by next week.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/340107/b17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/525450/b17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why is Adam so happy you may ask? Well, during a museum "trip" at his criminal job, he decided to use a crossbow to get to a diamond rather than go throught light beams and..... he got a $20,000 bonus for his great idea. The money really helped out with decorating our house but you won't see that until next week, when we are all finished.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/112692/b18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/327830/b18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found taking care of twins was way more difficult than what I had expected. I found myself waking up every hour or two to feed them or change them, it was definitely tiring.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/441114/b19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/959863/b19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In no time it was time once again for another birthday, actually, two birthdays. Lauren and Lindsay become toddlers Thursday evening. First was Lauren, isn't she adorable? I think that she resembles Adam quite a bit...anyway, here are her stats.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lauren Zarko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Female Toddler-S1-Red Hair-Brown Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aries / 6 Neat - 9 Outgoing - 6 Active - 4 Playful - 5 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/817600/b20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/458448/b20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is Lindsay, which I think, looks more like me ( without the blonde hair) We actually did throw a small party for the girls with their Aunt Samantha and their cousin Andrea, but I was so excited that I forgot to take pics. Anyway, here are Lindsay's stats......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lindsay Zarko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Female Toddler-S1-Blonde Hair-Brown Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pisces / 6 Neat - 3 Outgoing - 10 Active - 6 Playful - 10 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/431423/b21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/720751/b21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought the twins were difficult as infants, but boy, that was nothing compared to what they get into as toddlers. They're always running up and down and playing in the toilet, I get tired just thinking about running after them all day! Thankfully, Adam helped out and even taught them a couple of skills, like walking.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/781743/b22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/396300/b22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edward, as I mentioned earlier, continued working on his skills. One night, while he was out jogging and working on his body skills, came upon a stray. Edward has always like dogs and pet and fed the dog, it's just that there's something strange about it.....It's eyes are a weird yellow color and they seem to glow! Edward says it's just a dog, but I think it may be something more?
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/858614/b23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/740120/b23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just a cute picture of the girls I found. You can see that Lindsay is working on her piano skills and Lauren is busy working her logic skills. They're just so cute!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/146501/b24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/828006/b24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just because we've been paying so much attention to the girls doesn't mean that Evan is forgotten... we tried to spend as much time with him on our days off and Edward taught him all about painting and playing the piano. Evan seems to be a natural at painting because he sold his first masterpiece this week, at the age of 9! We're so proud of him!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/114151/b25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/618097/b25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday made way to yet two more birthdays! This time was Lauren's and Lindsay's transition into childhood. The girls seems to be growing up so fast! We didn't throw a party this time because both Adam and I had work and Edward is too old to be running around town making preparations. Anyway, this is Lindsay after her birthday.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/408367/b26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/302174/b26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is Lauren. I'm actually thinking she favors me in the looks department as she grows older, contrary to what I thought before. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all I have for you guys this week. As you can probably tell, there have been a lot of changes in our family since last time you visited. Make sure to come back next week and see our finished home and Lindsay, Lauren, and Evan all transition into teenagers...Adam and I will definitely need to buy some more aspirin and pain relievers with three teens in the house. See you soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Changes this Round-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Net Worth - $77,525 (Up $ 35,400)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(+2) New Sims - Lauren and Lindsay Zarko





















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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was also finally mastering the art of cooking. The first week was miserable, I burnt basically all of my dinners! But now I can make a mean plate of pasta and macaroni!
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I ended up selling my first masterpiece Monday night. I made about $500 simoleans! That's more than what I make in a whole week!
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 21 birthday was on Wednesday. I didn't really throw a party because I didn't really know anyone besides Nicole and she had work, so I just had a quiet transition on my own. Here I am after my birthday... you can say it.....I'm pretty hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Editor's Note&lt;/strong&gt;: Marc's birthday really wasn't until Sunday but playing this household was getting so boring that I decided to buy Marc an Elixir and make him drink it on one of his "not so happy" days. I just didn't know how to fit the Elixir into the story...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first thing I did after transitioning was call Nicole and invite her over for dinner. She had also grown-up and I found nothing better than holding her hand and talking for hours on end. It was great having someone to talk to, especially since it gets so lonely all by myself.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In what seemed like no time, Nicole and I rekindled our love for each other. It felt so good to share everything with her especially since we have so much in common; we're both orphans, we both didn't get the oppotunity to go to college, and we're both fortune sims.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I felt so much love and desire for Nicole that I decided to propose to her that very same night. I knew we were both young, but it felt so right to want to be together for the rest of our lives that she accepted.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicole immediately moved in after my proposal. She had her hair done and bought some new clothes. Here is some more info about my future wife....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole Thompson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Female Adult-S3-Red Hair-Dark Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Gemini / 10 Neat - 3 Outgoing - 3 Active - 6 Playful - 6 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Red Hair and Black Hair / Formal Wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Become Hall of Famer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Store Clerk - $10,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since Nicole wanted to one day become a Hall of Famer, she got a job in the Athletic Career Track the very next morning.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the extra money Nicole brought with her, we decided to expand our house a bit. It's still no mansion, but it's slowly becoming a home. This is the interior of our home...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is the exterior. Not too bad, huh?
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During our first couple of days together me and Nicole reached a....new level....in our relationship.... Manhood here I come!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicole and I talked it over and decided that it would be best if we marry, especially since we were know living together and becoming close. So we held a small wedding ceremony on Saturday and invited a couple of Nicole's friends and I couple of my friends from high school.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are exchanging rings. Nicole looks stunning in her dress and I didn't look that bad either, if I can say so myself. Anyway, after a couple of minutes Nicole Thompson became &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs. Nicole Morawa.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During this time I had also been thinking about buying a community lot to bring more money into our household and called up Prosperity Island Bank. Nicole and I currently have about $15,000 simoleans saved up so we can hopefully purchase a lot in the near future.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buying a community lot will definitely help especially since we're expecting! I'm so excited....I never thought I would become a father at this age... I can't wait for the new baby to arrive early next week!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so proud of Nicole! Being pregnant didn't stop her from raking in the *dinero*....she sold her first novel and made a couple of thousands. If you didn't already tell, this is definitely a fortune household!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/m19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/m19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll wrap up this update with a picture of me making my first $10,000 simoleans. I'm definitely on my way to making 100 thousand and accomplishing my life dream!
-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all I have for you guys this week....I hope you enjoyed learning a bit more about me, and now, my family! Make sure to come back next week and see our new baby! Will it be a girl or a boy? You'll have to come back and find out! See you next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Changes this Round-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Net Worth - $28,065 ( Up $7,073)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(+1) New Sim - Nicole Thompson















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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-2670432315579540867?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/2670432315579540867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=2670432315579540867&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/2670432315579540867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/2670432315579540867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/11/round-2-morawa.html' title='Round 2 - Morawa'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-104914069518866545</id><published>2006-11-07T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:03:09.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 2 - O'Connor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Editor's Note&lt;/strong&gt;: I would just like to apologize ahead of time for the poor graphics. I again forgot to unpause my game when I take pictures and that caused them to become a little fuzzy....or maybe this family is just bugged? Whatever the cause, sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The O'Connor Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;103 Lake Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;$34,809&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;Moving Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;O'Connor - Victoria, Rebecca, Dorian, Madeline, Shawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey guys, it's Madie here and I'm going to tell all of you how my family's second week in Prosperity Island went. There were a couple of birthdays this week so get your party hat ready as I tell you what exactly happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First and foremost, Grandma continued painting and actually got pretty good. She was getting about $200 a painting and eventually maxed out her creatvity skills.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma wasn't the only one to be raking in the money, mom and dad got on the money bus too! They both made their first $5000 simoleans on Monday after coming home from work. I only got dad's picture though, mom had rushed into the bathroom, I guess there isn't anytime to go to the bathroom when you're robbing a bank, go figure!
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shawn had his birthday early in the week. We through a small party with a couple of family friends but I can't seem to find any pictures so I guess I'll just show you a picture of him after his transition. Isn't he adorable? Anyway, here is a little more about my little bro.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shawn O'Connor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Male Toddler-S2-Blonde Hair-Dark Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Aries / 10 Neat - 9 Outgoing - 7 Active - 3 Playful - 2 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He actually looks a lot like dad, he even has his eye color and nose! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since both mom and dad work a lot, Grandma Victoria helped Shawn a lot with his basic skills as a toddler. She even taught him how to walk!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My birthday was on Wednesday, one day after Shawn's. Since both mom and dad had the day off, he also had a party with our closest friends. Here I am blowing out my candles!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o7.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here I am after my transition. I decided to give myself more of a grown-up look and bought some make-up and new clothes. I liked my current hairstyle so I kept it the same. By the way, here is a little more about me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madeline O'Connor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Female Teenager-S1-Black Hair-Dark Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Popularity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Aquarius / 4 Neat - 4 Outgoing - 4 Active - 7 Playful - 6 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Fitness and Blonde Hair / Brown Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Become Hall of Famer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know what all of you are probably thinking....&lt;em&gt;How could little Madie have chosen to aspire Popularity and not follow in her parent's footsteps and aspire for Knowledge?&lt;/em&gt;... Well, the answer is quite simple, I want to have my own dreams and be my own person. I guess it's also because I was always highly influenced by Knowledge when I was a kid that I wanted something different, which lead me to choose Popularity as the thing I aspire for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o8.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Moving on to other things....Grandma sold her first novel! I know, it's awesome! She's wanted to sell a great novel for the longest time and it's great to finally see her accomplish her goal. Besides, she even made about $3000 simoleans for her novel, which made her quite happy, being a fotune sim and all.
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o9.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o9.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad continued to max out his skills in hopes of knowing everything in the universe. Okay, maybe that's a bit exaggerated...but it's true! Anyway, here he is maxing out his charisma skills.
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o10.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really enjoy spending my free time with Shawn. He's so cute and adorable, and I had always wanted a little sibling. Here is a picture of me playing peek-a-boo with him.
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His toddler years quickly flew by and in no time it was time for him to transition into a child. There was no party this time because both mom and grandma had work that day and dad isn't what you would call.... a party person. So instead of a party, I helped dad bake a cake for Shawn and the three of us had a little celebration. Here is Shawn after his birthday. I still think he looks adorable, especially with those little curls of his!
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o12.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now that we're on the subject of Grandma and her work, she actually reached the top of her career on Friday. Here she is right after she got promoted. I'm so proud of her for accomplishing so many things so late in her life!
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o13.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just a random picture Grandma Vicky took Friday night. I guess it's true what they say..... &lt;em&gt;A Family that Studies Together, Sticks Together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o14.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o14.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and dad took on yoga late in the week. It helps them stay in shape for their career. I'm actually considering joining them but I have tons of homework that I'm not sure I have the time.
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o15.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o15.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why is dad doing the smustle, you may ask? Well, guess what.........he maxed out all of his skills!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, he finally accomplished his life-long dream of knowing everything there is to know. I'm so happy for him, even though he is kind of a dork. Just kidding!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o16.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o16.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In case you hadn't noticed from some of the previous pictures, we finally made enough money to rebuild our small house. We still need to install the windows and add some decorations but the basic house is done for the most part. Here is the right side of the first floor. It consists of a living room and the master bedroom.
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o17.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o17.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the left side of the first floor. It consists of the foyer, a bathroom, the kitchen, and the living room. We still need to add a few things to the kitchen also, but it's pretty nice, right?
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o18.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o18.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just our garage. As you can see, we don't have a car yet and we still need to paint but the garage is pretty neat and spacious.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o19.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o19.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On to the second floor....this is the right side of the second floor. It has my bedroom, Shawns bedroom, and small study where we plan on adding some desks and maybe even a piano.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o20.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o20.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The right side of the second floor isn't really finished yet either but it is basically a bathroom and a Grandma's bedroom.
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o21.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the exterior view of our new house. As you can see, we still need to add the siding and brick but it looks pretty cool overall, considering what our old house looked like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;See &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-beginning.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A New Beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) it's a huge improvement. I'm so excited that my family finally seems to be moving up and becoming a more wealthy and respected family here in Prosperity Island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll end this update with a picture of us on Halloween. I was a hula girl, Shawn was a scuba-diver, Dad was a ninja, Mom was a vampiress, and Grandma was a chef.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well...that's all that happened this week. I hope you guys enjoyed learning a bit more about my family and I. Be sure to come back next week and see Shawn grow-up into a teenager and maybe I'll even get a boyfriend...... hey....... a girl can hope can't she! See ya' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Changes this Round-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Net Worth - $58,663 ( Up $23,854)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(+3) Impossible Want Fulfilled - Victoria O'Connnor




















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Anyway, this is my score for my first round playing Prosperity Island. I really plan on improving on it this upcoming round since this one is far from awesome. I also wanted to take the time to let you guys know how I will be scoring Pets. I will count pets as sims and each pet played will count as one point. Pets that reach the top of their career will also count for the bonus at the end but womrats and birds will not count towards these exceptions. Here is my score card for the first round......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/Score%20Round%201.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Net Worth - $142,877 (Up $62,877)----------------2 points&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Number of Sims = 15 (8 New Sims/Pets)------------15 points &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Total &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17 points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-8515560342703814924?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/8515560342703814924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=8515560342703814924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/8515560342703814924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/8515560342703814924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/10/round-1-score.html' title='Round 1 - Score'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-7920464756409261786</id><published>2006-10-28T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T12:28:56.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 1 - Jacquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The Jacquet Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;109 Lake Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;$20,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;Dates to Diapers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Jacquet - Samantha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey guys, it's Samantha here and I guess you want to know how my first week went here in Propserity Island, right? Well, as you all know, I moved out of my dad's house earlier this week so this was the first time I was all on my own. A lot people think I moved out because my dad and I had problems but the truth is that I wanted to start a life of my own without anyone telling me what to do. I love dad, but we have different views on how life should be spent. Anyway, you probably noticed that this is now the Jacquet Household instead of Zarko, don't worry, I'll explain later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since this is a fairly new neighborhood there are barely any houses so I bought an empty lot. I hired a contractor and he built my first house. You can definitely tell that it's a bachelorette pad, the purple walls kind of give it away.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is an interior view of my house. It consists of a bathroom, bedroom, living room, and kitchen. As you can tell, the purple theme runs throughout the house.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though I prefer the club scene and going out I knew that I would have to get a job to pay the mortgage and all of my expenses. I got a job in the Athletic Career Track the first day I moved in.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since my job requires a lot of running and exercise, I immediately began working out. I really wanted a promotion and working out would definitely help me advance in my job, not to mention giving me a nice body for all of the guys to admire.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now that we're on the topic about guys, let me tell you about this hot guy I met on Wednesday. His name is Gilbert and he loves in the shopping center of Prosperity Island. I immediately fell for his charming smile and bright green eyes. I usually prefers blondes, but Gilbert seemed like a great guy and we quickly became best friends.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j7.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That same day I came home with my first promotion to Rookie. The promotion really helped because I was able to pay fix my computer, which short-circuited, with the bonus I got at work.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting promoted gave me the confidence to invite Gilbert over on our very first date. I him with a kiss in my front porch and got a crush on him.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We talked, ate, danced, and ended up having the time of our lives. By the end of the night we had a 2 bolt relationship, a dream date, and had fallen in love.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I knew that Gilbert was something special and I spent most of my free time in front of the mirror practicing how to ask him out again.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess all of the practicing really helped because I found out I was pregnant! Oh my god, I thought Gilbert would have used protection. I can't just blame him thought, I'm as much in fault for not making sure he was. I had never in my life thought that I would be having kids, let alone at the age of 23! I guess I should make the best of it though and try to be a good parent, just like dad did when mom passed away ( &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/10/round-1-zarko.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family Changes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;).
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I knew that I wans't going to be able to take care of a baby alone, with my job and the cost of clothes, food, diapers, etc., so I invited Gilbert over for dinner and explained everything. He was a bit hesitant at first, since he is a romance sim and everything, but agreed to move in and help with the baby. There was only one problem........Gilbert has a MOM! I was shocked, Gilbert had never mentioned he lived with his mother...I guess it would have ruined his reputation of romancer if everyone knew he lived with his mother. We talked about it and we agreed to have his mom move in too, besides, she can help out with the baby and around the house.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Gilbert Jacquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Male Adult-S2-Blonde Hair-Green Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Libra / 1 Neat - 7 Outgoing - 2 Active - 6 Playful - 9 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Glasses and Make Up / Fatness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Become Hall of Famer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;$ 19,530&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It turns out that Gilbert is actually a blonde! I know, I was shocked too. He said he had dyed his hair black because his ex-girlfriend had a thing for black hair but he dyed it back for me....he's so sweet! He also got a job in the Athletic Career track and works on the same team as me! I'm so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Denise Jacquet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Female Elder-S1-Red Hair-Brown Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Virgo / 8 Neat - 2 Outgoing - 8 Active - 2 Playful - 5 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Fitness and Cologne / Swimwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Become Business Tycoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is Gilbert's mom, Denise Jacquet. She's pretty nice and very clean so she helps a lot around the house. We sometimes butt heads about where something goes, or how to make dinner, but she's pretty cool overall. Except for one small problem.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She has a CAT! I was a little worried about having a cat around the house because they seem to make a lot of extra work. I've also always been more of a dog person, but the cat came with Denise so I just had to deal with it. The cat's actually not that bad, she's potty-trained and doesn't scratch the furniture, I think.... Anyway, here is a little more about the cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mocha Jacquet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Female Adult-Orange Fur (dyed Brown)-Dark Green Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Cancer / 2 Genius - 2 Hyper - 3 Independent - 1 Aggressive - 2 Finicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We really didn't have a lot of extra money to build a big room for Denise so we added on a small room for her and Mocha. Can you guess Denise's favorite color?
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was very worried about Gilbert and his romancing ways and about him running away and leaving me all alone with the baby. We had a long talk about the subject with Denise and decided that it would be best if we marry. Neither Gilbert nor I ever imagined settling down but I guess it's worth it for the baby. God, I sound like a family sim don't I?!?!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Denise decided not to get a job and instead take care of the home, Mocha, and the baby (when it arrives). She still wanted to help pay the bills so she took on painting for a little extra money. She's actually getting pretty good!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went into labor Sunday morning. Gilbert was at work so Denise helped me through the entire labor. I guess Gilbert couldn't have really done anything anyway so I was fine with him working that day. Boy, it was painful! It really makes you think about getting pregnant!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After much pushing and pain, I finally gave birth to a beautiful baby &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She's almost an exact clone of Gilbert. She has his blonde hair and green eyes but my lighter skin tone. We decided to name her &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/j21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/j21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gilbert was pretty excited about having a baby girl. I could still tell that he was a little worried, he would sometimes spend hours in the bathroom thinking about out future together but hopefully we'll get through it and become a happier couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, that's all that happened this first week. You probably already figured out why this is the Jacquet Household right? Yeah, I took Gilbert's last name when we got married. Be sure to come back next week and see Andrea grow up into a little girl. Who knows, Gilbert and I might have settled some of the problems we have and maybe Mocha will even get a job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-Changes this Round-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Net Worth - $44, 951 (Up $25,951)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(+3) New Sims - Gilbert Jacquet, Denise Jacquet, and Andrea Jacquet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(+1) New Pet - Mocha Jacquet


















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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-7920464756409261786?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/7920464756409261786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=7920464756409261786&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/7920464756409261786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/7920464756409261786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/10/round-1-jacquet.html' title='Round 1 - Jacquet'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-2307470501390936725</id><published>2006-10-19T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:51:16.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 1 - Zarko</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The Zarko Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;107 Lake Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;$20,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;Family Changes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Zarko - Edward, Adam, Samantha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello everyone, my name is Adam and I'm the one with with his arms folded in the picture. My family and I are new to Prosperity Island and just moved here from the city. The old man is my dad, Edward, and the woman is my twin sister, Samantha. Yes, I said twin sister, we're fraternal twins. We moved here to start a new home and lifestyle and try to help dad out now that he is getting older. When Samantha and I were younger, dad used to take care of us and do everything for us because our mother died while giving birth to me and Samantha. Dad would get up really early to drive us to school, and used to work the night-shift in order to able to spend time with us and watch us grow-up. Now that he is getting older, I have taken the responsibility of helping him out like he did to us a long time ago. The city life is just to hectic and this seems like a great place to start a family take care of dad, so here we are. Samantha also helps with dad but she has different beliefs than both us and sometimes prefers to go out an party. Well, I hope that moving to a new place away from clubs and the city will be more comfortable for me and dad, but also might help keep Samantha's mind away from partying. Anyway, here is a little more about my family and I so you can better understand who we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Adam Zarko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Male Adult-S1-Blonde Hair-Light Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Cancer / 6 Neat - 3 Outgoing - 6 Active - 4 Playful - 6 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Make Up and Red Hair / Fatness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Become Criminal Mastermind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know what you're thinking, "He wants to be a criminal ?!?!". Well the answer is yes and no. I don't want to rob banks or kidnap people for money, I want to do something more along the lines getting "hints" on investments and stocks in order to further my salary and income...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samantha Zarko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Female Adult-S1-Brown Hair-Light Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Gemini / 4 Neat - 7 Outgoing - 8 Active - 3 Playful - 3 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Blonde Hair and Fitness / Fatness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Have 50 First Dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see what I mean about my sister? She likes to go out with different guys and party all of the time and my dad is getting too old to deal with these problems, I just hope that can both cope with each other and live together, at least for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edward Zarko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Male Adult-S1-Brown Hair-Green Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Capricorn / 7 Neat - 4 Outgoing - 1 Active - 8 Playful - 5 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Gray Hair and Swimwear / Black Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Become Mad Scientists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see, my dad's a pretty conservative guy. He really wants to become a Mad Scientists but I don't think he will be able to accomplish this in his lifetime. At least he'll have something to look forward to in the time he was left with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the little money we had left over after the move, we hired a contractor to build us a little house. It had a living room, a kitchen, bathroom, and two bedrooms. Samantha had little say in the decorating, you can definitely tell it was decorated by a couple of guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is an exterior view of our new house. It doesn't look to bad does it? Pretty good if I do say so myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both dad and I got jobs to help bring in more money to the household. I got a job in the criminal career track and dad in science.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samantha didn't really want to pitch in with the money and started feeling like she was always overruled by us, which in my mind, was not true. So she decided to move out and bought a house right across the street.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Samantha gone the house started to seem like it was in desperate need of a female inhabitant. I also had been feeling lonely without a girlfriend or my friends back in the city so I decided to start looking for someone to settle down with. I actually met this lovely lady named Amanda on Monday while I was taking the trash out.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I invited her over for dinner and we quickly became the best of friends. Secretly, I wanted more with her than just being friends. I was stunned with her beatiful red hair and inteliigence and hoped of one day getting the guts to ask her out on a date.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess all of my praying worked because I decided to invite her on a date Tuesday night. I didn't really have enough money to take her out to a restaurant so I cooked her a lovely dinner and we ended up getting much closer. So close in fact that we ended up having a dream date and falling in love with a 2 bolt relationship. I knew that Amanda was the person who I wanted to spend the rest of lfe with.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess she felt the same way to because she agreed to move in with my dad and I that very same night. Here is some more information about the love of my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda Langerak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Female Adult-S2-Red Hair-Brown Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Virgo / 8 Neat - 3 Outgoing - 5 Active - 4 Playful - 5 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Fitness and Blonde Hair / Black Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Have 6 Grandchildren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Downtownie / $19,900&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We both loved each other and I proposed Wednesday night. She was so excited she nearly jumped out of her chair. We had talked about having a big wedding with all of our friends and family but we really didn't have the money to waste on a big party. And since we were all ready trying for a baby, we decided to just exchange our vows at our house with Sam and dad as witnesses.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To help out with the income Amanda decided to get a job in the culinary career track.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was a little worried that dad might not approve of our quick marriage and that him and Amanda wouldn't get along but luckily they both shared a lot in common and even study together in their spare time.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's right, Amanda's pregnant! You might be thinking that it hasn't been enough time for us to have a baby, but hey, she's a family sim. By the way, sorry about the dark photo, I forgot to turn on the flash.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad was estatic to have his first grandchild and would constantly talk to the baby or play peek-a-boo as if the baby could actually see or understand him, you just have to love the "power" grandchildren seem to have over their grandparents!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided to take on painting for some extra money, people pay a lot of money for original paintings these days!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since Amanda was on maternity leave, she spent a lot of her time thinking of new recipes to use in the restaurant she works in. She's trying to come up with a great recipe to possibly impress the boss with when she goes back to work to maybe get a promotion.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z20.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z20.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pregnancy flew by and pretty soon Amanda went into labor. Both dad and I were at work so she had to undergo the miracle of life, and much pain, on her own. Luckily, she's a strong woman and did fine on her own. In no time she gave birth to a baby &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We decided to name him&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Evan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, after Amanda's father. He was my blonde hair and Amanda's brown eyes and tan skin tone. I can't seem to find a picture of Evan as an infant so I guess I'll have to keep you waiting until his first birthday, sorry!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z21.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the meantime, I made my first $5,000 at work and got a pretty big bonus for getting some "info" on a horse race in Simtucky.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z22.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z22.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also got pretty good at paiting and sold my first masterpiece Sunday night, but who's bragging?
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/z23.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/z23.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Evan's first birthday was on Sunday too. Amanda and dad were both working that night so I just baked him a little cake and helped him transition into a toddler. I think he looks a lot like me, what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evan Zarko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Male Toddler-S2-Blonde Hair-Brown Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Capricorn / 8 Neat - 3 Outgoing - 2 Active - 10 Playful - 9 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's all that happened this week, hope you enjoyed learning a little more about my family. Be sure to come back next week and see Evan turn into a child, who knows, maybe there will even be a new little Zarko running around? See you next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Changes this Round-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Net Worth - $42, 125 ( Up $22, 125)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(+2) New Sims - Amanda Langerak and Evan Zarko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(-1) Moved Out Sim - Samantha Zarko





















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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-2307470501390936725?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/2307470501390936725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=2307470501390936725&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/2307470501390936725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/2307470501390936725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/10/round-1-zarko.html' title='Round 1 - Zarko'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-8453267924857276297</id><published>2006-10-08T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:50:19.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 1 - Morawa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The Morawa Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;105 Lake Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;$20,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;Life On My Own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Morawa - Marc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, my name is Marc and I'm new in Prosperity Island. Oh, who are the people in the picture? Well I'm the one to the side and the other two are my parents, Antonio and Marlene Morawa. They're no longer with us. What happened? Well, I guess I should tell you a little bit more about my life before starting. My family and I lived in Veronaville ever since I was born. My dad owned a travel agency and we lived the good life. Maids, a mansion, cars, trips, anything was in our reach. My parents, being Italian, decided that it would be a good idea to take a vacation and visit interesting places like Rome and Spain. Well, over the summer my dad took a couple of days off at the agency and we flew to Europe. We shopped, had fun, saw every sight worth seeing, and then in no time it was time to come back to Veronaville. It was a pretty rainy day and many of the airports were shut down, but luckily, we had our own private jet and flew back anyway. It's about a 13 hour flight and everything was going great until we started experiencing a little turbulance around Strangetown. We were told to buckle up and the plane started shaking more and more. From there on, all I can remember is hearing a loud boom and seeing the flight attendant sucked out of the plane, the plane was falling apart. That is the last thing I remember. I do remember holding on to mom and dad and them telling me they loved me. That was the last time I saw mom and dad, the plane crashed in Strangetown Valley and nobody made it except me. You'd think that was the worst that could happen but it got even worse. When I got home, I was informed that the money from my father's agency was stollen by his partner and I went from richess to poverty in a matter of days. I heard that Prosperity Island is a new town and figure that there is nothing better than a new town to begin a new life. So I came to Prosperity Island in hopes of putting the past behind me and stating a new life. Here's a little bit more about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a0.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a0.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Marc Morawa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Male Teenager-S3-Black Hair-Brown Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Pisces / 5 Neat - 3 Outgoing - 7 Active - 3 Playful - 7 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Make Up and Red Hair / Full Face Make Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Become Business Tycoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can see that I want to become a business tycoon just like my dad. I hope to even be able to buy my dad's companies back when I am older, and hopefully, successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought a small property with some of the money my family had left over. It wasn't at all easy buying the property and arriving on my own. I've always been used to being around my parents and starring out into the openess, all alone, made me very depressed.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a couple of hours of sobbing and loneliness, I figured that my parents would have wanted me to do better. They would have wanted me to move on with my life so I built a small house. This is the interior view of the house. It's not much, but it's better than nothing. It basically consists of a bedroom, bathroom, living room, and kitchen.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to start meeting new people so I threw a little house-warming party. It was actually a pretty good party and tons of people showed up. Here's a picture of me greeting some of the guests.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, you're probably wondering who this is. Well, this is Nicole Thompson, a local here in Prosperity Island. I met her Tuesday morning while I was going to pick up the paper. I was stunned by her beauty, her beautiful red hair, and striking features. I invited her over that same day after school and he talked and talked. We soon became best friends, but hopefully we can become something more serious over the course of time.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Thursday, I came home with my first A+. I'm so happy, I was having a harder time in school without the help of mom and dad, so actually bringing my grade up to and A+ was quite the accomplishment.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a10.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That very same day I reached the top of my career. I forgot to mention it but I got a job in the business career on Monday. I never thought I would reach the top so soon, but I'm not complaining!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the promotion and good grades, my confidence level was pretty high so I decided to invite Nicole over after school and try to make our friendship into something more. After some talking and flirting we finally shared out first kiss. I asked Nicole to be my girlfriend and she accepted. I think I am in love, I've never had feelings for any other girls like the ones I have for Nicole, thankfully, she has the same feelings. I know we are meant to be together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Editor's Note&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nicole is definitely going to be Marc's wife in the not-so-far-away future. They had attraction for each other almost instantly and are my first 3-bolt couple ever without having to change any turn ons or offs. You can definitely expect to see Nicole in future updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/a13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/a13.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rest of the week went by pretty slowly. I had Nicole over on Saturday for dinner and started painting for some extra money. I don't make much, but it's better than nothing. Anyway, that's all that happened my first week here in Prosperity Island. Make sure to come back next week and see what happens with Nicole and I, and also, my birthday is next week so don't forget to bring a gift. Just Kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come back soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-Changes this Round-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Net Worth -$20,992 ( Up $992)













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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-8453267924857276297?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/8453267924857276297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=8453267924857276297&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/8453267924857276297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/8453267924857276297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/10/round-1-morawa.html' title='Round 1 - Morawa'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-1510649877018766206</id><published>2006-10-01T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:54:30.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 1 - O'Connor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Editor's Note&lt;/strong&gt;: I just realized how bad the graphics for this update are, Sorry! It's just that when I take pictures in my game while the game is paused, I get really bad graphics. And I forgot about that and took most of my pictures with the game paused. Don't worry, the next update's graphics will be much better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; The O'Connor Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;103 Lake Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;$20,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;A New Beginning&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;O'Connor - Victoria, Rebecca, Madeline &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello. My name is Rebecca and me family and I just moved here from Ireland. Why we move, you might ask? Well, it is a very long. You see, me family and I used to be quite wealthy and even owned many a castles and properties. Me dad was been dead for many years and me husband and I lived with our beautiful daughter, Madeline, and me mother, Victoria. Me husband was a business man and probably the only source of income for me family for many years. We were doing so good that me mom was able to retire at an early age and I never had to take meself a job. But our lives changed one gloomy Sunday morning. Me husband, Scott, was heading to the bank to deposit a rather large amount of money made from our business. I had wanted to go wth him and help out but he told me to wait with little Madeline and left after having some breakfast. Everything after the time he left the house is a blur but from what we understand, Scott was murdered. A couple of bank robbers has made their way into the bank and had taken all of the money. Me husband tried to stop them and fought them but there were too many and he was shot in the heart. Life as we knew it changed after that day. With no jobs or source of income, we had to sell all of our business and before we knew it, all of properties were gone too. It was at that time that me family and I decided to move here to have a brand new beginning and make a new life for ourselves. You probably want to know a little more about me family and I so here is some more information....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Rebecca O'Connor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Female Adult-S2-Blonde Hair-Green Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Aquarius / 4 Neat - 4 Outgoing - 4 Active - 7 Playful - 6 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Fitness and Black Hair / Stink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Become Criminal Mastermind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know what you are probably thinking. "Her husband was killed by robbers and she want to be a criminal?" Well, you are wrong. The reason why I want to be a Criminal Mastermind is to operate payback and justice to those who killed Scott. After I reach my goal, I will probably want to do something else with the rest of me life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Victoria O'Connor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Female Elder-S1-Red Hair-Light Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Gemini / 4 Neat - 7 Outgoing - 8 Active - 3 Playful - 3 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Facial Hair and Gray Hair / Glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Earn 100,000&lt;/span&gt;
-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my mother, Victoria O'Connor. She was the manager of me family's businesses and loves to handle money, like a treasurer. I'm not sure she will be able to accomplish her dream of making 100,000 before she joins dad in the sky, but we can only hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Madeline O'Connor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Female Toddler-S1-Black Hair- Dark Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Aquarius / 4 Neat - 4 Outgoing - 4 Active - 7 Playful - 6 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is my daughter Madeline, Madie for short. She is the spitting image of her father with his dark hair and blue eyes. She reminds me so much of him, I can only hope that she remembers how much her father loved her and continues on me family's name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, I'm guessing you want to know how me family's first week went in Prosperity Island. To start of, let me show you our new house. It isn't much but it is all we can afford for now on me paycheck. It consists of the kitchen/dining area, living room, bathroom, and a big bedroom.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first thing I did was look for a job. I got a job in the criminal career as a pickpocket. I only make about 150 simoleans a day, but hopefully I will get promotions and make more money in the future.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom also insisted on getting a job and helping with the money so she got a job in politics via the computer. I hope she does well in her job, at her age it might be difficult to work and help around the house.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o7.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o7.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since I didn't want mom to do too much, I tried to help out with Madeline. I even taught Madie how to talk and use the potty by Tuesday.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom doesn't like sitting around not doing anything so she likes to go out by the shore and paint. She says it relaxes her and she gets a little extra money by selling her paintings
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In what seemed like no time whatsoever, it was time to Madie to grow up into a child. We were still a little tight on money so I just baked her a cake and had a small family celebration.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Madie as a child. Is she not adorable? I'm actually beginning to think that she looks like my mother? What do you think?
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yes, you might want to know who this dashing man is, no? Well, with Madeline growing up and me growing older, I began to think that Madie needed a father figure. I was also beginning to get lonely so I went on the lookout for a partner. I met him, Dorian Kauker, one night while I was taking out the trash.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I usually prefer men with black hair, but there was something about Dorian that I was attracted too. I found out that he even shares my interest in knowledge and likes Blondes like me. I decided to ask him out on a date and we even shared our first kiss.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day, I decided to invite him over for dinner again on another date. We had lobster and ended up having a dream date and a 2 bolt relationship. There was something about him that gave me butterflies. When I am around him, I feel the feeling I felt with Scott, I was beginning to fall in love. He was feeling the same, and proposed engagement to me. I, of course accepted.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I immediately asked him to move in with me family and I. We didn't have enough money for a big wedding so we held a small private ceremony at our house with Madie and mom. Dorian decided to take me last name, he said it would be an honor to continue on me family's name, isn't he the best?
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dorian (Kauker) O'Connor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Male Adult-S2-Blonde Hair (dyed Brown)-Dark Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sagittarius / 10 Neat - 3 Outgoing - 7 Active - 3 Playful - 2 Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Turn Ons/Off) Blonde Hair and Make-Up / Red Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(LTW) Become Criminal Mastermind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, Dorian is actually a Blonde. He said he knew me was fond of darker hair so we dyed his hair brown. I said I didn't care what color his hair was but he decided to leave it brown. He also quit his job in the police force to try to become a Criminal Mastermind just like me. He is one of the best persons I have ever met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a pictures of me an Dorian studying away. We both have a thurst for knowledge and dream of one day knowing everything there is to know in this world.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am expecting! Dorian and me had not talked about having kids but I am overjoyed to have another. Especially since Madeline is growing up and the house will soon be lonely.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At first I was a little worried about Dorian joining our family because of how Madeline would take him as a stepfather. But I am so happy that they are becoming to be best friends.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Dorian maxing out his mechanical skills. He is such a handy-man and even fixed the refrigerator when it broke down.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went into labor Sunday morn at about 6:15 am. Mom and Madeline were fast asleep so they didn't hear me screams. Luckily Dorian was in the kitchen getting a snack and helped me through the birth. I had forgotten how much it hurt. I even said a couple of unpleasant words in Irish, it's a good thing Dorian doesn't know Irish, I would have been embarrased!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I gave birth to a little&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BOY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I am so happy that I had a boy, I really wanted one of both, a boy and girl. We decided to name him Shawn, after me father. He has both me and Dorian's medium skin and blonde hair but also has Dorian's blue eyes. Is he not precious?
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/1600/o22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2712/1021822358681400/400/o22.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, that is all that happened in me family's first week in Prosperity Island. Make sure to stop by next week and see Madie grow into a teenager and little Shawn have his birthday too. Thanks for coming, until next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-Changes this Round-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Net Worth - $34,809 (Up $ 14, 809)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(+2) New Sims - Dorian Kauker and Shawn O'Connor






















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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-1510649877018766206?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/1510649877018766206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=1510649877018766206&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/1510649877018766206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/1510649877018766206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-beginning.html' title='Round 1 - O&apos;Connor'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370768762318031512.post-7974186367513287865</id><published>2006-09-30T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T15:59:32.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanted to give you guys this short introduction so that you beter understand this blog and its purpose. As you all know, this blog is dedicated to the posting of my third Prosperity Challenge, entitled Prosperity Island. For the most part, I will follow all of the original "Open For Business" rules but I will also add and substract some rules to make the challenge my own. These are additional rules that I will use while playing Prosperity Island...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Every round will be 7 Sim days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;All marriages will take the male's last name ( name will be randomly chosen in same-sex marriages)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will choose one turn (probably a hair color) and the turn off, the other turn on will be chosen randomly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will not use cheesecake or "Forcetwins" to have twin babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If a playable teen falls in love with a townie ( or a child meets a great future spouse) the townie will be aged into an adult when the playable sim becomes an adult using boolProp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These are basically the only exceptions I will use while playing my prosperity challenge. I will still be playing for points and will have a score update at the end of each round. My goal for this challenge is to continue posting and playing to at least the birth of the fifth generation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wish Me Luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370768762318031512-7974186367513287865?l=prosperityisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/feeds/7974186367513287865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370768762318031512&amp;postID=7974186367513287865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/7974186367513287865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370768762318031512/posts/default/7974186367513287865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosperityisland.blogspot.com/2006/09/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>SGX1018</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02688012582569274821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/sgx1018/SimLuis.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
