download: 2 lots and a tour

this is picture intense, 2 shared lots, and 1 tour; you’ve been warned.

Spring break is here, and it has been nothing but running and chaos, and of course loads of fun. My eldest had her flip-flop on the news (running behind the person being interviewed), that is the type of excitement going on here. It was deemed “the second best day ever!” So to add to the fun, and the fact that I haven’t played in over a week (how did I think I’d play, and write this week?!), I have a couple of downloads available and a tour of Myra’s Farmer Market, requested a while ago by Tanja.

Round 6 Summary and Round 7 ROS

Round 6 Summary

Round 6 Index Here.

Millwood & South Port Census Here.

Births: 5 (Isla Andersen, Logan Traver, Marisol Carver, Manuel Carver, Nolan Millett)

good luck charms

july 2018
previous update/next update
Hazel Woodfolk (36 years), Jude (35 years), Bea (7 years), Monroe (4 years), Roman (2 years)

narrated by: Hazel

My sister, Vi has been staying with us while she worked on this building project for the North side of Lincoln Park. They tore down dilapidated buildings and hired her to give it a fresh new look. She was offered a full time position by Mayor Cole to work for the city’s architect team, in rebuilding parts of South Port. She didn’t accept immediately, but this past spring did make it official. She is now Architectural Partner to Boone County, and happened to purchase one of the homes she built.

finding home

july 2018
previous update/next update
Norma (65 years), Merrill Millett (64 years), Grant (41 years), Leah (39 years), Morgan Russo-Traver (34 years), Hadley (17 years), Julia (15 years),

When my water breaks, it’s Dad that I have take me to Mercy Hospital. I can see the hurt plainly on my Mother’s face when I ask her to ride with Hadley instead. I don’t mean it to be cruel, she won’t miss anything, they are right behind us, a little too close some of the time. Dad grips the wheel and complains that Hadley is surely going to rear end him.

I just needed this opportunity to ask, one last time, if adoption was really the right answer. It’s easy to believe one way, but when you are finally there, at the doorstep, it might fade and seem foolish. I needed assurance from him that this wasn’t foolish. That it was right.

He couldn’t tell me for certain.

When we arrive, he flies around the side of the pick up truck, parking in the ambulance lane. I assured him several times that I could walk from the parking lot, ten feet to the side, but he insisted on parking here.

summertime

june 2018
previous update/next update
Cole London (55 years), Lucy (53 years), Alice (16 years), Itzel (10 years), Milo (8 years)

narrated by: Cole

I’ve been under a significant amount of stress lately, with keeping my law firm afloat, while taking care of my Mayor duties, and juggling my home life. Some nights when I come home, the downstairs is empty with only the kitchen light on for me. I usually find Alice is still awake, chatting with her friends on the laptop, or reading about starlets. She’s gotten it in her mind that she’s going to be a movie star, or an old fashioned pin-up model. I keep hoping it’s a phase, but Lucy isn’t sure it is.

edge of a knife (part 2)

june 2018
previous update/next update
Julia (15 years)

Everything had changed after Isaac came over, and yet to the naked eye, nothing had. Life in the house had continued on in this teetering balancing act, it felt like a political election, where you make polite talk with friends of opposing views, all the while certain that your candidate will win. I knew that Mom had a piece of her that felt that I would keep the baby, and allow her to help raise it, and in the same token, Dad seemed shyly confident that I understood his logic, and would give the baby up for adoption.

I had the number from Kenzie of the local Millwood family that had been on the list for years. Dad didn’t pry if I had called or when I would, he just gave off this vibe that he knew I would do it without saying one word. With everyone confident that I would make the right decision, but none of them agreeing on what the right choice was; it was no wonder that I’d been confused.

edge of a knife (part 1)

june 2018
previous update/next update
Isaac Gavigan (18 years), Julia (15 years)

I’ve been pondering the meaning of romance lately, mostly when the house is quiet except for Grandpa’s subtle snoring. As a young girl, it was the media that gave impression of romance and embedded it into my heart. Now though, as I listen to the yearning within my own, I know I just want him to come back to me, to pick me instead. We could get our own place with barely any room to walk, but it wouldn’t matter because we’d barely have the finances to buy furniture. We’d be dead tired from working dead end jobs, and attending our classes, but it’d be a good tired, the kind that makes your soul feel good, and well-spent.

There would be this baby to bring light to our days, and the bittersweet hope that one day it would get easier, but that sometimes working hard for something is what makes it taste all the better.