Harris Household: June, Round 1 – ( featuring Remy Harris (29) and Lauren Brie Harris (28) )
“I’m really glad they finally finished my dress, Kimberly.” Lauren Brie said, brushing her golden blonde hair out of her face.
“You look gorgeous! I love the pink ribbon.” Kimberly gushed.
“Thanks.” she turned around, beaming. “I’m getting married next week!”
The fact that Lauren Brie was getting married that sunday was no surprise to anyone. She was a little reserved, yes, but she has always been a passionate, fun, and kind hearted woman. When her father died unexpectedly a few years ago, Lauren Brie went into a depression and it looked like nothing could pull her back. But then she met Remy, her rough around the edges maid who whisked her off her feet. And the rest was history.
“Are you sure about your maid of honor gown, though?” Lauren Brie asked, eying Kimberly’s high hem and low cut top. “I was thinking it would be a little more… conservative.”
“Oh, please. You know I feel smothered in all that fabric.”
“Yes, but the guests are going to be sitting down, and you’re going to be standing.”
“So? What’s your point?” Kimberly asked.
Lauren Brie giggled. “I guess the men in the front row are going to be very happy.”
* * * *
The morning of the wedding dawned clear and blue. Bees flew lazily around the small chapel, buzzing from flower to flower. It couldn’t have been a nicer day.
The guests arrived and began to settle into their places in the pews. Some of them included Candice and Clark Engebretsen, as well as the entire Macdonough family, even little Charlie.
Lauren Brie had intentionally placed only Kimberly’s husband and the roommates Tracey Mamuyac and Jenna Heggler in the front row.
“Hey, Kimmy.” Lauren Brie whispered, right before the ceremony was about to begin. “I’m nervous.”
“Don’t be. You know what to do, we watch this crap on t.v. all the time!”
Remy grinned at her. “Ready?”
“Yes.” Lauren Brie gulped, and the wedding of her dreams began.
She recounted the day they met, and he told the story of the day he fell in love with her.
She promised to stay by him, in sickness and in health,
and he promised to stay faithful, loving, and dedicated.
“Remember our wedding, Candice?” Clark asked.
“How could I forget?” Candice answered, cuddling up next to him.
“You know, if you hadn’t dumped Malcolm a few months ago, this could have been your wedding, Jenna.” Tracey said.
“I don’t want to talk about it!” she snapped.
Meanwhile, Tyler realized why everyone’s been staring so attentively at his wife.
Presenting Mr. and Mrs. Remington Harris!
(this one’s going to be their wedding portrait. Remy’s hands a little creepy, but I love the look on Lauren Brie’s face.)
Afterwards, out on the chapel grounds, the reception began.
Claire and Sydney MacDonough entertained their brother Charlie at the kids table.
And a toast is made to the new couple. Congratulations!
* * * *
Lauren Brie moved in with Remy, into a three bedroom ranch house on Engebretsen Alley.
She was still getting used to being married, but it actually suited her quite well.
“Hey, honey.” she said, embracing him. “Thank you.”
“For what?” Remy asked, running his fingers through her hair.
“Everything. You changed my life, and impacted it in so many ways. You made me whole!”
“Aw, Lauren Brie, don’t get all cheesy on me.” Remy laughed.
“Come here.” she lead him into the bedroom.
“But for what it’s worth,” he said, snuggling up to her. “You completed me too.”
* * * *
Oops, ignore Remy’s outfit in the last picture! He was wearing his pajamas and then he suddenly wasn’t. Oh well.
You’ve met them before, they were guests at Tracey Mamuyac’s baby shower and Clark Engebretsen’s birthday party. So there you go, a party of their own!
These two are crazy about each other, which is fantastic, since Lauren Brie took quite a long time finding the right guy! I was afraid for awhile there that she wasn’t going to get to pass on that pretty face!
So speaking of babies, they’re pregnant! OMG! It happened literally ten seconds after that picture of them cuddling was snapped. Baby Harris will join baby Keziah Mamuyac, and Penny Roseland’s baby, plus Blake and Mitchell Macdonough (who were at the wedding, but you haven’t met them yet.) so 4 babies! yay!
Oh, and btw, the dress store that LB and Kimberly were at was Amelia’s closet. I’m obsessed, lol.
(And I’ll admit, reading through this, the whole thing with Kimberly’s dress is inspired by this post from Laura at Lakeside Heights, which I’m sure all of you read already, lol! And her dress can be downloaded here. )
Engebretsen Household: May, Round 1- (featuring Clark (60), Candice (59), Emily (23), Flora (20), and Gabe (15) Engebretsen.)
The Engebretsen’s were the oldest family in Kayton.
Amanda Engebretsen and her husband Austin were, in fact, the neighborhood founders. Although they have since passed away, their two children, Becca and Clark, are still living in the state.
The family was so large and well known that their days were seldom quiet and relaxing, and today was no exception, as it was Clark’s 60th birthday.
Flora was one of the first guests to arrive, and she stopped a minute to view their family portrait, which had been taken when she was 15. Five years had passed since then, and Flora had moved out and found her own place in Maple City.
Meanwhile, Candice was in her element, busy welcoming guests in the backyard. In addition to being the president of the Kayton Board of Education, Candice loved to host parties, cook, and do whatever other homemaking duties she could.
“Lauren Brie! Nice to see you!” Candice kissed her on the cheek. “Clark will be so excited to see you!”
She waved to her friend Sienna, and then took her seat next to her husband, who was busy telling a joke.
“Hey.” he said finally, resting his hand on top of hers. “Thanks for everything. I don’t even want to know how much planning went into today.”
“It’s fine, baby. You only turn sixty once.”
“Oh, god, don’t remind me.”
Soon all of the guests had arrived, and were helping themselves to the buffet Candice had laid out.
Among the guests were Lauren Brie and Remy Harris,
and of course, Clark and Candice’s most troublesome daughter, Flora, who was clearly upset about the seating arrangements.
“Hmph.” she said, crossing her arms. “I don’t get why I’m always stuck with the uninteresting people.”
“Hey blondie.” Dawn said. “You spilled something on your outfit.”
“I did?” Sienna asked. “I don’t see anything.”
“Oh yeah?” Dawn picked up her spoon and poured some turkey sauce on Sienna’s neatly pressed suit.
“Ah!” she screamed, jumping out of her chair.
“Thanks.” Flora said, flashing her a mischievous smile.
“That’s what cousins are for!” Dawn joked, returning to her meal.
Soon it was time for cake, and everyone crowded around Clark as he prepared to blow out his candles.
“Happy birthday to you…” they sang.
Clark glanced around the crowd. Everyone had made it, with the exception of his sister, who was vacationing in Takimizu. Everywhere he looked he saw the faces of those he loved. From his college roommate, to his daughters, and of course, his wife.
This moment meant the world to Clark. He had been very worried about growing older, but right then and there, he realized there was no need for it.
Everything was perfect.
And even though he was turning sixty, Clark was okay with that, because his life had turned out exactly as he’d hoped.
* * * *
The afternoon wore on. Clark had gracefully aged into a handsome older man, and if not for his gray hair, looked not a day over thirty.
Emily sat on the other side of Dawn (the turkey spiller.) Emily was the oldest of the three Engebretsen children, and she was the rock of the family. Modest, brilliant, and caring, she was the prodigal daughter. She had recently graduated college with a degree in culinary arts, and was anxious to start her life.
“So what did you talk to my parents this morning, Ed?” Emily asked her boyfriend. “You were in there for like, a half an hour. You’re not in trouble or something, are you?” she teased.
Edwin laughed nervously. “No that’s not it. There is something I want to ask you, but I had to ask your parent’s permission first.”
Emily gasped in realization. Dawn, who hadn’t been listening, continued to talk about the weather with Gabe.
Edwin slid a small blue box across the picnic table toward her. “So what do you say? Will you marry me?”
Emily couldn’t speak.
“Holy crap, he’s proposing!” Dawn shouted to their family.
“Nice. Very subtle.” Gabe laughed.
“Oh, Ed! I’ve been waiting to hear you say that for the past two years. Yes, I’ll marry you!” Emily jumped up and ran to her fiance.
“Emily, you’ve made me the happiest man alive.”
“Right back at you, honey.” Emily sighed blissfully.
* * * *
To celebrate her sister’s engagement, Flora took Emily out to a club the following evening.
“Hey, sis, thanks for taking me out.” Emily smiled at Flora. Dark as her sister was fair, Emily had, despite being three years older, always envied Flora. And growing up, Flora had always commanded the attention, whether it was for her angelic looks or domineering personality.
But tonight was all about Emily.
“Your welcome. You mean a lot to me, Em!” Flora said sweetly. “And besides, I’ve been wanting some time alone to talk to you privately.”
“Oh yeah? About what?” Emily said as she ordered them two drinks. Nothing could ruin her high tonight.
“I don’t think you should marry Edwin.” Flora said quickly.
Emily eyed her sister carefully. Flora looked away. “Are you freaking kidding me with this?”
“Well-” Flora continued to stare at the wall.
“I’ve been dating him for two years! And now you decide to say something?”
“No! Don’t be mad! Listen, the only reason I didn’t say anything was because I thought it was a faze! I never thought you would get engaged!”
“You’re lying! Tell me, what is it? Is he too ugly for me? Huh? Too awkward? Yeah, well, guess what? I love him anyway.” Emily slammed her drink down and stormed away.
“Hey, you said all that, not me.” Flora shrugged, and ran after her sister.
She found her upstairs, on the dance floor. This gave Flora an idea.
“Hey, Emily, let’s just drop it and try to have a good time. C’mon, dance with me!”
“See, everything’s cool, right?”
She tried to let it go. She really did. But the damage was done. “No, it’s not!” Emily huffed. “Don’t you see? I was fine with my relationship, but now you’ve brought out all my old insecurities! Everything you say influences me! I mean, look at you! You’re perfect! I guess I just thought that if I do things the way you would, I would end up like you! And now you’ve gone and made me second guess my fiance! Thanks a lot!”
Flora leapt back, stung. But then, out of no where, she began to cry.
“Oh, come on, I wasn’t that mean.” Emily scoffed.
“No, it’s not you! It’s me!” Flora cried. “I didn’t mean what I said before.”
“No!” Flora sobbed. “I only said it because I’m jealous of you!”
“Please. You’re the luckiest girl alive.”
“No, I’m serious!”
“What do I have that you don’t?” Emily nearly shouted.
“A boyfriend, okay?” Florence wailed. “All men do is take advantage of me. I haven’t been on a real date in months. I just want what you have! A nice man who loves you. And I thought if I could make you doubt him, or whatever, then I wouldn’t feel so bad about myself.”
“Aw, Flora, you’re gonna make me cry!” Emily said. “Don’t feel that way! Honestly, I don’t need to tell you you’re gorgeous. And you are twenty years old. You have plenty of time.”
Flora gave one last hiccup, and then dried her tears. “Thanks, sis. I was just being an idiot.”
“Yeah, but what else is new?” Emily teased, brightening. “Now come on, let’s dance!”
* * * *
The next day, back in the Engebretsen house, Candice was busy playing with their dog Cherie when Gabe burst into the foyer.
“Mom! I’m home!” he hollered, and then bounded up the stairs.
“Hold it right there, mister.” Candice said dangerously.
“Whoa, mom, what’s up?”
“Come with me into the living room. We need to have a little chat.”
Once they were in their assembled places, Candice began to yell. “I got your final report card today, honey, and it is not what I, or your father, expect from you.”
“Mom, calm down. I have everything at school under control. And I still have finals!”
“Under control? Your grades have been high your whole life! There is no way they would just drop like this! Something must be wrong!”
“I’m not talking to you about this. Or about anything.” Gabe shouted back. “This conversation is over!” he stalked out of the room.
“Come back here! You don’t dimiss me, young man!”
“Ugh, you are so annoying!” Gabe muttered, slamming the door behind him.
Candice stood there, huffing and puffing. Then she headed over to the bathroom.
“Emily! Sorry!” she gasped when she opened the door.
“Oh, don’t worry. I was just looked for some hand soap.”
Candice closed her eyes painfully.
“I thought I heard you and Gabe… talking.” Emily said.
“Oh, goodness. What am I going to do with him?”
“There’s nothing you can do, really, until he decides he wants to talk to you. He’s obviously going through something.”
“Yes, but what?” Candice was cleary upset. “I’m getting too old for this.”
“Look, ma. He’s a teenager. There’s nothing to worry about. It’s just the normal ups and downs.” Emily said reassuringly, and exited.
“I hope you’re right, Emily.” Candice said sadly. “I really hope you’re right.”
* * * *
OMG, this family would not stop fighting this update!
So Emily drew one of the random events for this round, and that was to be a victim of sibling rivalry. And since her sister is single and I was planning on her getting engaged, it fit perfectly!
Flora doesn’t live with them; she has a pretty nice apartment in Maple City. She’s getting her own update later on in the round. I can’t wait until you meet her. She’s crazy! LOL.
So Amanda and Austin Engebretsen were my first two sims that I used to create the neighborhood, and I was doing an alphabet light challenge (Amanda – Austin, Becca – Bruce, Clark – Candice, and (you’ll meet them later too) Dawn – Don!) But I’ve found it really restricts who they can marry, so I’m trying to find ways around it.
The club is that nice three story house that came with downtown. I removed all the houses from my downtown because I only wanted my city to have an apartment, but I still wanted to use that awesome house.
And that last picture of Candice was really just because I wanted to get one last close up picture of her before she becomes an elder soon. She’s the prettiest sim I’ve ever had! And luckily, her daughter looks just like her, with a little bit of her father thrown in.
thanks for reading!
April, Round 1- mini update (featuring Checo Ramirez and Penny Roseland, as well as non playables Herbert Goodie and Lydia Miller.)
One afternoon, over at the Kayton Square Police Precinct, Sergeant Goodie had a dilemma on his hands.
“Well, Mr. Ramirez, it seems that today is your lucky day.”
Checo was visibly shaken. This whole ordeal had been very stressful already, and it was just beginning. “Why?”
“After questioning you for hours, and conducting a thorough search of your residence in Charleston and the home of Carmen Karlington, we have not found any physical evidence that implicates that you had anything to do with the deaths of your wife and daughter.”
Checo didn’t dare to believe his ears.
“When the toxicology reports came back from the lab saying that Lisa and Tessa had died of poisoning, I assumed you were guilty as hell. I still do.”
“However,” Sergeant Goodie continued, “We have not established a motive or any reason why you would harm your family. Other than your questionable actions, we have not been able to determine that you had any hand in this terrible ordeal.”
Checo was on the edge of his seat. “So… what are you saying?”
“You’re free to go, Mr. Ramirez.” Herbert said bitterly. “But make no mistake… I’m watching you.” He turned around and stalked out of the questioning room.
“Thank you! Thank you!” Checo shouted joyfully to the retreating back of Sergeant Goodie.
And with that, Checo Ramirez was free.
* * * *
That same day, Penny Roseland visited Kayton Square Town Hall.
She had received a call from her boss that morning, urgently asking her to come for a meeting as soon as possible. And as Penny was on maternity leave for the next six months, she figured her boss meant business.
She walked through the grand front doors and across the polished wood floor lobby to the elevator and made her way up.
Penny knocked curtly.
“Lydia?” Penny called out. “It’s Penny Roseland, here for the meeting you requested.”
“Ah, come on in!” Penny entered the magnificent office. “It’s good to see you back. You look great! Please, take a seat.”
“Thank you.” Penny touched her growing belly. “So what did you want to see me about?”
Lydia hesitated. “Where should I begin… well, I was wondering if you knew anything about the news surrounding Lisa Ramirez?”
Penny stared. So it really was true. She had believed Florence, of course, but that girl had always been a bit of a drama queen. “What about her?” Penny asked quickly.
Lydia’s face fell. “I was deeply shocked and saddened this morning when I was informed that Lisa passed away, about two and a half months ago. Apparently the police were trying to find her husband before they released any more information.”
“Oh no, I feel terrible.” Penny was not feeling terrible in the least. In fact, she was starting to have an idea of where this meeting was going.
“Yes. Lisa was… a great woman, a kind neighbor, and a wonderful state assembly person.” Lydia wiped a tear. “However, there are some issues that need to be taken care of.”
“As you know,” Lydia continued, “Lisa has been missing for the past few months, and everyone here at work was very concerned. Because Lisa was such a dedicated member, we were holding her job, hoping for some further information. And now… with this recent turn of events…” Lisa began to sob quietly. “Excuse me, you must be just as sad as I am.”
“Oh, Lydia, don’t worry about me.” Penny patted her hand. “You were saying?”
“I hate to do this, but I’ve been thinking it over, and I’d like to offer you Lisa’s position. It’s a very esteemed honor, and you will get a bonus, an office to yourself, and a high pay raise.”
“Oh my goodness! Lydia, I don’t know what to say… thank you!”
“We are happy to offer it to you. I figured, besides your general performance, this would be an incentive for you to return to us when your maternity leave is over. There is no person better than you.”
“Of course! My husband is going to stay home with the baby.” Penny said excitedly. “Thank you so much!”
“You’re welcome.” Lydia said. “And once again, I’m sorry I had to tell you about Lisa so abruptly. I’m sure you are devastated as well.”
“Oh yes, I’m extremely distraught.” Penny paused. “Well anyway, see you soon, and once again, I’m so sorry for your loss.”
But as Penny left the office, it was clear that she wasn’t sorry at all.
Not one bit.
* * * *
And so for now, Checo is cleared. For now, lol! And Penny… well… take what you want from this post. She could be a suspect, or she could not. So many questions!
This was inspired by Penny getting promoted right before her maternity leave… to the same position Lisa held! It was very creepy. This was supposed to be part of the Ryan / Roseland update, but I broke it off since it was running long. And I like it better that way, because the tone of the other update is much lighter, especially with Flo and Ben. This is much darker, lol.
Thanks for reading!