Mach Five: Chapter 1

So I'm back (Olivia, duh!). Before I go all narrator, I'd like to say that:

1. I lied when I said this would be dramatic! Haha! You seriously thought I could do anything other than write dumb captions?

2. Yes, this is really called "Mach Five". You probably thought that was a lame attempt at a joke but it's not. This is the real deal.

3. Believe it or not, Grant and Olivia live in a five story house. Double basement and then three floors above that. I spent a long time re-decorating it so don't make fun of me when you see it.

4. Last but not least, I'm working on editing pictures of my sims and I'll probably start posting my edits here too.

Okay, now we can get this party started.

Immediately after moving in, they rolled a want to woohoo. Right after that they went their separate ways to skill. How romantic.
Here's I am working on my writing. How I can see without my glasses is beyond me. Not even sim me can put up with contacts.
After hours and hours of writing, I put on a lamb dress. That's soo not a good look for me.

Knowing there was a baby on the way, I whipped out the trusty cell phone that all sims come equipped with from birth, dialed the number of Trashy Maids Incorporated and look who came! Some chick in sunglasses! Doesn't that kind of ruin the uniform?

Grant, being the friendly guy that he is, decided to go compliment those oh so attractive shades. She actually fell for it. (This is where you are supposed to point and laugh)

She even has a pretty mole and dark red lipstick. Ooh, she's hot stuff. I'm incredibly jealous and not sarcastic at all.

While they're being all friendly, I'm upstairs getting fatter by the minute.

The baby has asked me to relay a message to you: Never ever decorate your baby's room before they're born thinking that you're psychic and can predict the baby's gender. You are wrong!

Grant is just like "Genius baby!"

"Oh my gosh darn dang it, flapjacks and fiddlesticks. I think I might be in labor."

"Are you sure? I thought it was supposed to hurt really bad?"

"Sorry, what'd you say Grant? I couldn't hear you over my bloodcurdling screams."

(Click the picture to make this bigger and look at Grant's face. He's completely unphased by the fact that his wife just went into labor in their living room)

After a complicated visit to the hospital, Ashton MachFive was born. I was sure it would be twins and I'm so disappointed to announce that it is not. I even had names planned! Boys: Ashton and Aaron. Girls: June and Janelle. Such a shame.

Ashton happens to be a big, blue cocoon of neediness. Number one reason why I hate Sim infants! (Ignore the pink room. It's for his unborn sister but sim me is too dumb to realize that)

Pfft, go ahead and make kissy faces at little cacoon boy. This picture is not adorable. (Lies. Lies. Lies.)

Our little worm is growing up! :')

Here's little Ashton! He looks more like a Stephen though. I'm so tempted to change his name but I don't want to make it confusing. Should I leave it or change it?

I guess he likes his unborn sister's bedroom (I blame myself) more than he likes the manly blue one right next door. Sigh. What has Twinbrook come to? (And don't say ugly townies! :D)