A Name For Baby Blog

Emma's baby is due any minute. Maybe when it's born, its paternity will become clearer as sim babies do inherit their parents' genetic traits. One thing is clear: Emma is keeping very quiet.

It could be a boy, girl, alien or not but the little Blog will need a name. Any ideas?

Baby Blog?

Things happen very quickly in the Blog neighbourhood.

Could she be right?

Just as she suspected; a baby Blog is on the way.

Yep there's no doubt.

More Woo Hoo

All I can think is that Emma's hormones are raging. I thought she'd decided to give Richard up for the sake of her friendship with Miss Fluffy. Perhaps I'm missing something here.


"We've been friends for such a long time," cooed Richard. "Promise me you'll at least think about it."

A short while later... "Let's do it!"

And now Richard looks very pleased with himself.

Woo Hoo

Later that night I was awoken by giggling and grunting in the garden. I peeked out of my window and was surprised to find Michael and Emma carrying on by the hot tub. I tried to go back to sleep but was kept awake by much splashing, laughing and moaning. Sounded like woo hoo to me. Of course, it may all have been a dream.

In the morning, Emma wasn't there but Michael did look very pleased with himself. I said nothing.

Michael MeetsThe Blogs

I rang Emma as soon as Michael arrived. I knew she would be green with envy and made noises about giving him a few days to settle in before comming round but she wasn't having that. She told the whole neighbourhood and soon we were inundated with guests.

"I have all your books, Michael. I'm your biggest fan."

Emma could't wait to meet him.

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"I'm so glad you could come. Emma."

Michael entertained everyone with stories of his travels.

Richard just couldn't understand what she saw in him, the craggy faced old git! Huh!

Mmm... Pizza.

But she and Michael really hit it off.

Emma got a wee bit tipsy and tried to run off home with him. She promised to take good care of him.

The end of a great night.

He Say Yes

Ooh. Shiny.

Pig Post

Here's Pig's Sty. Pretty cool eh? I only moved in recently so I still have a bit of work to do but it's home. I was wondering who my first visitor might be.

And who should turn up but the craggy faced Michael Palin, needing a rest from his world travels. With Emma next door, I can't see him getting much of a rest.