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		<title>Lee and Erin&#8217;s Unsuspecting Surprise (ch6)</title>
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				<category><![CDATA[Erin and Lee Patch]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[                                       As Lee sat on the airplane headed for the baseball game he had had to cover for the newspaper, the days events wouldn’t escape his mind. He went over every detail carefully. From the moment Laci jumped into the leaf pile for what he thought was just some innocent fun, to the confrontation later [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=408&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&quot;">As Lee sat on the airplane headed for the baseball game he had had to cover for the newspaper, the days events wouldn’t escape his mind. He went over every detail carefully. From the moment Laci jumped into the leaf pile for what he thought was just some innocent fun, to the confrontation later between Laci, Erin and Lee. He remembered how she apologized and pleaded for her job in an almost scripted way. He came to the conclusion that he should have been more firm about the whole thing and perhaps insisted that Laci be terminated. Erin wasn’t there to see how desperate Laci was when she revealed her feelings for him. The look in her eyes made him feel nervous at one point and he knew she was very serious about what she was revealing. Erin’s idea that it was simply a harmless crush may have been a premature judgment since she wasn’t actually present for the crazy confrontation. </span> </p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13cb69b0_b42a59e2.jpg?w=322&#038;h=212" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_b42a59e2.jpg" width="322" height="212" /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;">(Flashback photo)</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;">The whole ordeal was creepy, and he decided that when he returned home he and Erin would further discuss whether to keep her as their nanny. Laci had worked for them for years and Lee knew deep down inside that he never he gave her any reason to think that they had anything more than a professional relationship. If anything he sometimes felt like a father figure since she had no family to speak of. The idea of this young girl wanting a romantic relationship with him was very unsettling to Lee.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;"> <img class="aligncenter" src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/snapshot_13cb69b0_34c87a98.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_34c87a98.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">(Flashback photo) </p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">As Lee walked into the lobby of his upscale hotel room after attending the baseball game, he was greeted by the concierge.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“Your name sir?” The concierge asked an obviously exhausted Lee.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“Lee Davis. I am with the Pleasantview Times.” He answered quickly.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/snapshot_361f2ec8_961f2ecb.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-405         aligncenter" title="snapshot_361f2ec8_961f2ecb" src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/snapshot_361f2ec8_961f2ecb.jpg?w=400&#038;h=300" alt="snapshot_361f2ec8_961f2ecb" width="400" height="300" /></a></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“Oh yes, Mr. Davis. Your wife already arrived and is waiting in your room.” He replied smiling.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“You must be mistaken. I am staying here alone.” Lee replied matter of fact demeanor.</span><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“No sir, no mistake. She arrived an hour ago…” He answered slowly as he read through the paperwork again. “Oh my. I think it was suppose to remain a secret. Darn, my mistake. I’m sorry for ruining your surprise Mr. Davis.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“I am telling you, this must be a mistake. My wife is hundreds of miles away on a work assignment. An error must have been made. I don’t want to barge in on an unsuspecting woman.” Lee replied becoming impatient.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“Sir, this is your wife’s name here on the registration is it not?” The concierge said cheerfully.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/snapshot_361f2ec8_d61f2ef2.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-406       aligncenter" title="snapshot_361f2ec8_d61f2ef2" src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/snapshot_361f2ec8_d61f2ef2.jpg?w=400&#038;h=300" alt="snapshot_361f2ec8_d61f2ef2" width="400" height="300" /></a></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">As Lee looked the paper over he realized that they couldn’t have possibly have known her name and information. This couldn’t be a mistake after all.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“Hmmm. I suppose she is here.” He answered happily, yet still confused. “I don’t know how she did it, but it’s a wonderful surprise. Don’t worry I’ll pretend I had no idea.”</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">“Thank you Mr. Davis. Enjoy your stay and have a good evening.” </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">As Lee walked to his room he couldn’t help feel tickled by the idea that Erin was waiting in the room. It would be just the two of them with no children. It had been a long time since they had the chance to go somewhere alone.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;"> <a href="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/snapshot_361f2ec8_161f2faa.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-407       aligncenter" title="snapshot_361f2ec8_161f2faa" src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/snapshot_361f2ec8_161f2faa.jpg?w=400&#038;h=300" alt="snapshot_361f2ec8_161f2faa" width="400" height="300" /></a></p>
<p> As he walked slowly into the door and saw a familiar pair of legs lounging comfortably on the bed, he peered around the door and was delighted to see Erin jump up and embrace him heartily.</p>
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<p>&#8220;How did you do this?&#8221; Lee asked shocked to see her, grinning from ear to ear.</p>
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<p>&#8220;I wanted to suprise you! After all that went on today I really wanted to be with you. I told my boss that it was an emergency and she undertsood completely. It actually is an emergency. We need more time together.&#8221; Erin replied with tears welling.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';"><a href="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/snapshot_361f2ec8_161f31ad.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-412     aligncenter" title="snapshot_361f2ec8_161f31ad" src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/snapshot_361f2ec8_161f31ad.jpg?w=400&#038;h=300" alt="snapshot_361f2ec8_161f31ad" width="400" height="300" /></a></span></p>
<p>As Lee and Erin embraced, they didn&#8217;t notice the familiar stranger standing outside peering in through the window inconspicously. Laci had traveled all this way to see Lee and was furious to find Erin getting in the way again. She left quickly to go to her room to brainstorm her next move.</p>
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		<title>More trouble for Anthony</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 02:54:14 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Anthony and Monica Davis]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[After some time had past, Anthony was really enjoying his position as chef and manager of Ye Olde Tea Shoppe. He had more time to spend with his family and even some spare time for himself to enjoy his hobbies. His marriage was on the mend and he was feeling like Monica might be feeling [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=404&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal">After some time had past, Anthony was really enjoying his position as chef and manager of Ye Olde Tea Shoppe. He had more time to spend with his family and even some spare time for himself to enjoy his hobbies. His marriage was on the mend and he was feeling like Monica might be feeling better as well. He never realized before they were married what an incredibly moody and easily depressed person she could be.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">She would cry at the simple things most people would laugh at. With more time on his hands, Anthony tried to teach her to cook since he knew that this inability was a sore spot in her life, especially since Anthony was renowned chef.<span></span> Unfortunately the lessons did not help and Monica felt she would never be complete as a mom and wife if she didn’t know how to cook properly. Anthony couldn&#8217;t understand why she burnt everything she touched.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Monica always seemed to be at her worst when she was pregnant which was quite often during the course of their short marriage. While pregnant with her third child, Monica was at her most vulnerable. One afternoon a visitor came to the door unexpectedly. Unfortunately Monica was in her last month of pregnancy and so miserable that she didn’t even bother to get dressed for the day. The visitor was Rachel, Anthony’s ex-girlfriend who had helped him get the position at the Tea Shoppe. She had been stopping by quite a bit while Anthony worked and always seemed to be around when he would be leaving for the day just so to catch him for conversation on his way to his car. She worked next door so it was quite convenient for her to always be “bumping into him”.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Of course Anthony invited her in while she forced a hug. He was extremely grateful to her for helping him get the new job so he obliged. Regrettably Monica just happened to be walking down the hall at this moment after being up to her elbows in dirty diapers from the twins. Needless to say she was not in the best of moods.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Standing there in her pajamas feeling insecure and quite annoyed that Anthony would let this person who she hardly knew into the house, she tried to be as hospitable as she could be. Anthony offered to take Joseph and lay him down for a nap as he could see the look on Monica’s face wasn’t too favorable at the moment. Monica invited Rachel into the kitchen to have a seat. While they waited for Anthony, Monica tried to make pleasant small talk. She also wanted to know who exactly this person was as she had seen her another time with her arms around her husband.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“So Rachel, do you live nearby?”</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> “Yes, my husband and I live about 3 blocks away.” Rachel said sweetly, hoping for Anthony’s quick return.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“It’s a wonderful neighborhood isn’t it?” Monica said happily as she thought to herself that “at least she has a husband.”</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“I work at the restaurant next door to Anthony and I must say that he is an amazing chef.” She added with a smile.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh is that where you know him from?” Monica asked, grateful that she didn’t have to be too direct.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh no. Anthony and I have known each other for years, since high school actually.” And with an impish grin added, “He was my first boyfriend.”</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Monica stiffened as she heard this last bit of information that Anthony neglected to tell her. In her hormonal state she could feel the heat rising in her face. Instant jealousy was the emotion she felt.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh, really? How cute.” Without much else to say she only smiled and forced a giggle.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> At this point Anthony returned to find Monica glaring at him. She immediately got up from the table to speak with him even though they were still within earshot.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“First girlfriend huh? How come you never mentioned this before?”</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“Honey, it’s no big deal. It was a long time ago. Can we talk about this later?” He whispered, trying to hush their voices.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">While they argued in loud whispers Rachel just sat at the table and wished that someday Anthony would come to his senses and leave his crazy wife. Then it would be simple to rekindle the flame they once had and perhaps marry.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">When Monica was finished with Anthony she left the room and ran to her room once again in tears. Anthony wanted to follow her but realized Rachel had been sitting in the kitchen listening to the whole argument. He couldn’t help but be annoyed with her since she knew very well that Monica could get very emotional at the drop of a hat.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“Rachel why on earth would you tell Monica that we dated?” He asked her with an exasperated tone.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">&#8220;I didn&#8217;t think she would get so upset? Anthony, I hate to say it but you have big problems. She is pretty unstable.” She answered with a look of concern.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“She’s nine months pregnant! How do you expect her to be? I need to be with her so I have to ask you to go.” He said as he hurried her to the door. “Thanks for stopping by.”</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“Will I see you tomorrow? If you need to talk we can meet for lunch.” She said quickly before he closed the door.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t think so, I am going to be pretty busy.” He answered knowing full well what she was up to.</p>
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		<title>The nanny who would stop at nothing(ch5)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 02:21:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the previous chapter &#8220;Erin and the crazed nanny&#8221;, Lee was pondering the decision of whether to tell Erin about the romantic advances put upon him by Laci, the delusional live in nanny. He wondered whether she could be dangerous or whether it was just a harmless crush. He thought Erin might even laugh at [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=382&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">In the previous chapter &#8220;Erin and the crazed nanny&#8221;, Lee was pondering the decision of whether to tell Erin about the romantic advances put upon him by Laci, the delusional live in nanny. He wondered whether she could be dangerous or whether it was just a harmless crush. He thought Erin might even laugh at him, or worse yet she may think that he may have initiated it. He felt he had been firm enough with her to hopefully put the idea out of her head, so perhaps it was just a fleeting moment, one that could be forgotten. Then he remembered her blazing eyes and how she was really convinced that he loved her in return. He couldn’t make up his mind and decided to give it some more thought before bringing it up to his wife.</span></h2>
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<p><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“So why all the extra affection Lee? Is it our anniversary? Please tell me I didn’t forget something.” She asked humorously as Lee hugged her tighter.</span></p>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“No, I just love you and am happy to see you. How was your day?” Lee answered as he loosened his grip and tried to keep calm.<br />
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Well there is a three day long Botany convention in Pleasantview that I was just told about. It’s mandatory that I be there. We’ll be put up in a hotel since the hours are going to be so long.” She sighed.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Wait, what do you mean? I have a sports event that I have to fly to this weekend. I have to cover it. We will both be gone?” He replied nervously realizing the situation just became more complicated.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“It’s fine. Laci won’t mind the longer hours. We’ll offer her extra wages this month.” Erin answered nonchalantly as she looked around for the children.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Umm…that is an awful lot to ask isn’t it? Can’t you get someone else to take your place?”</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“No, we all have to go. I can’t jeopardize my job. Why are you so concerned about this? It’s not like we haven’t left her before for the weekend.” She asked in a bothered manner.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">Lee was more than concerned. If he told Erin what had happened that afternoon she may want to fire Laci and both their jobs could be in jeopardy and even worse, she may not be so understanding about how it all happened. If he decided to leave Laci with the kids he would be a nervous wreck all weekend and then she may even get the wrong idea. He couldn’t think fast enough. </span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“How about if we left the kids with your brother Tim? They’d love that.” He said happily.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Gwen just left yesterday for her tour of duty. I am sure Tim is not in good enough spirits to handle so many kids all alone. Please don&#8217;t ask him.” She replied firmly. “What is going on? Why are you so nervous? Look at you…you are sweating! Lee, tell me what is going on now.”</span></h2>
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">Knowing he had no alternative but to tell her, he began to wring his hands nervously. He gathered his thoughts and began to explain. </span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Well…a very weird thing happened today. I was outside raking the leaves and Laci for some strange reason started jumping in my leaf pile. Then out of no where she grabs my hand and starts to tell me that she has feelings for me.” He explained quickly.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“What?” Erin asked amusingly. “Is this a joke Lee?</span></h2>
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“No, I am telling you what happened. At first I was really confused but then I realized she was serious. She was telling me that you and I don’t have a happy marriage and that I belong with her…really weird stuff! She made me very angry and I had to get firm with her.&#8221; </span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“You aren’t kidding. Where did this come from? Has she ever said anything like this before? Are you sure she wasn’t joking around?” Erin asked doubtfully with her head slightly cocked to the side.</span></h2>
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">Just as she finished her sentence they noticed the doorknob turning and in walked Laci looking rather melancholy. Needless to say they were both surprised to see her standing there at the door.</span></h2>
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">Laci knew right away that they had been discussing what had happened earlier between her and Lee. They made no attempt to hide the puzzled looks on their faces. She quickly rehearsed in her head what she had planned to say since this been one of the scenarios she imagined could be taking place in her absence. She was hoping more so that Lee had had a chance to think over her proposition and had come to the same conclusion. She knew instantly that it had gone the other way. He was too fearful to admit his feelings for her even to himself much less his wife. He would need more time she convinced herself. Laci knew what she had to do.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Hi.” Laci said meekly. She didn’t want to lose her job and even more so the chance to see Lee everyday so she knew she would have to appear extremely remorseful.</span></h2>
<p><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Hello Laci. I think we need to talk.” Erin said in a concerned manner as Lee stood there motionless, not knowing what to say.</span></p>
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Yes, I know. I have to apologize for today. That was not me you have to know that.” Laci said with as much sincerity as she could muster.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Then who was it Laci? It is extremely disturbing and I want to know why you would think my husband would have feelings for you. We have been good to you and felt like you were family. How can I trust you now?” Erin said sternly still confused about the whole situation. </span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“You still can trust me. I didn’t think…I was depressed about a boy I had been dating and Lee was there. I didn’t mean what I said, I just wanted to feel better. I have no excuse I know.” She said as she hung her head shamefully. “Please Erin, I am so sorry. This will never happen again. I am sorry to you also Lee for putting you in such a terrible position. I promise to do only my job and keep to myself.”</span></h2>
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">Erin</span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;"> felt slightly bad for Laci. She knew Laci had never really had many dates and worried from time to time about her being lonely. Maybe this was a misunderstanding or perhaps a harmless crush that was caught in time.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Lee and I need to talk first before we make a decision. Can you check on the children and give us a few minutes?” Erin asked.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">Of course. Thank you Erin.” Laci replied timidly as she walked into the other room.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“I think it was harmless Lee. Let’s give her another chance. She’s a sweet girl, I think she’s just lonely.” Erin explained.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Are you sure? You weren’t here earlier, she made me very nervous.” Lee replied in a loud whisper.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Yes, I am sure. I think it’s just a harmless crush. You should be flattered.” Erin said with a chuckle. “Seriously though, we’ll just keep a better eye on her now and the first sign of anything odd we will let her go.”</span></h2>
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Okay, but I am going to keep my distance from her if you don’t mind. She may be a sweet girl but I don’t want to have to deal with anything like that again.” He answered with a cautious grin.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">When Erin told Laci that they would be keeping her on as their nanny, she was thrilled. They also informed her that they would be going out of town on business and Laci’s mind began to work quickly. She thought that this could be the perfect opportunity for her to get what she wanted. </span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">As Lee left for the airport and Erin for her convention, Laci and the children said their goodbyes from the door. Once they were gone she immediately went to the phone and called Anthony and Monica, Erin&#8217;s brother and sister in law.</span></h2>
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“Hi Monica, this is Laci, Lee and Erin’s nanny.” She said into the phone hoping for success.</span></h2>
<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">“I was calling to ask a huge favor. Lee and Erin were called out of town at the last minute and I am supposed to be taking care of the children. However, I have a problem. I have a family emergency I need to tend to and was wondering if you could take care of the children until I get back.” Laci asked with a mischievous smile.</span></h2>
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<h2><span style="font-size:12pt;font-weight:normal;">&#8220;Thank you so much Monica. I am sorry it is so last minute. Can I drop them off in an hour. I need to get to the airport as soon as I can.&#8221;</span></h2>
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		<title>The tide turns for Tim and Gwen</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2008 04:07:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; Life for Tim and Gwen Davis couldn’t have been better. Their daughter Shannon had grown into a fine young girl and was the spitting image of her mom (thankfully). Tim and Gwen had also been blessed with twins, a boy and girl who were now mobile toddlers keeping the parents quite busy with [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=366&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<div style="text-align:center;" align="left">Life for Tim and Gwen Davis couldn’t have been better. Their daughter Shannon had grown into a fine young girl and was the spitting image of her mom (thankfully). Tim and Gwen had also been blessed with twins, a boy and girl who were now mobile toddlers keeping the parents quite busy with their curious antics. Tim felt like he was in a dream. He couldn’t imagine his life being any better.</div>
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<p class="MsoNormal">He and Gwen still felt like they were in the honeymoon phase and it had been many years that they had been married. Their careers were also on the right path as well. Tim had been promoted to roadie for a local band which gave him ample time to raise the children, and he was passionately continuing his painting on the side as well. Gwen had had a very good year and was promoted to commander of her military unit, a promotion she had worked diligently for.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">They named the boy Tyler, and the girl Tatum. They were fraternal twins so Tyler resembled his mother.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Shannon was a proud big sister. Since Gwen worked long hours and was on active duty many weekends, Shannon was always eager to help her Dad with the twins. It also kept her busy from thinking of how much she missed her mom those weekends she was away.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">The days Gwen was home were spent toaking full advantage of their family time. They would spend lots of time watching Tim play music for them all in his little studio. The kids would dance and Gwen would relax and look on in admiration of his talent not only as a musician but as an awesome father and husband. She considered herself the luckiest woman around.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Just when life felt like life couldn’t be any better, a devastating blow was delivered to Gwen at work. She was called into a meeting with her commanding officer and was told that her time had come to be deployed overseas for active combat. She always knew this day would come eventually but never prepared herself for it. She had been passed over many times due to her invaluable skills needed at the base training soldiers who were being deployed to the battlefront. When she arrived home to tell Tim the distressing news she could only hug him tightly and cry.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" align="left">After the initial shock wore off, Gwen knew she would have to be strong and fulfill her duty as the lifetime soldier she chose to be. She would put on a brave face and prepare herself mentally for what lay ahead of her. The only aspect of this situation that troubled her deeply was leaving her family behind. Tim was overwhelmed. He had known for years that this may happen but chose not to think of it. He wondered daily how he could live without his wife for a whole year, and of course the unavoidable question popped into his head. What would he do if something should happen to her? He knew he had to be strong for her and the children so he buried those thoughts and focused on spending those last days with her, enjoying every moment.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Gwen spent all of her time with Tim and the children. She spent quality time with the twins, reading to them and savoring every moment into her memory.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Tim arranged a going away party for Gwen and invited the whole family. He wanted everyone to have a chance to say goodbye and for Gwen to know how much she would be missed. Everyone was there. Tim’s parents, Erin and Lee, and Anthony and Monica who were exhibiting a newfound happy couple demeanor ever since their marriage had taken a turn for the better. All of the children were there as well running and crawling around not even aware of the looming sadness of Gwen’s coming departure.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">The day they were dreading finally came and Gwen had to say goodbye to her family.</p>
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<p><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';">There were many tears and hugs but nothing compared to the sorrow Tim felt as he watched her leave. He tried to be strong but he couldn’t overcome the emotions he was experiencing.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Deep down inside he couldn’t shake the gnawing feeling that their fairytale life would soon come to a screeching halt. He knew her tour of duty would be only a year but he also knew that her being there was dangerous, especially for an officer. He couldn’t help but think that compared to his brother Anthony and sister Erin, his life was exceptionally wonderful. Maybe time had run out for him and Gwen.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Bumping into his old flame Rachel was fate, Anthony felt. He had a very good feeling about her advice to meet with Ernest Wintersmith, owner of the Ye Olde English Tea Shop. The whole ride home he smiled with relief that his problematic marriage may be on the mend. &#160; &#160;   When he arrived [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=345&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal">Bumping into his old flame Rachel was fate, Anthony felt. He had a very good feeling about her advice to meet with Ernest Wintersmith, owner of the Ye Olde English Tea Shop. The whole ride home he smiled with relief that his problematic marriage may be on the mend.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">When he arrived home, there in his driveway stood Rachel. He was quite surprised to see her as he had just left her an hour before in the café. As he parked his car he couldn’t help but look inquisitively at her.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m sorry to show up at your house.” She explained as she leaned in his car window. “I didn’t have your number and I knew you would want to contact Mr. Wintersmith as soon as possible.”</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh, ok. I’m sorry, I was so caught up in getting home quickly to talk with Monica that I didn’t think to give you my number.” Anthony replied with a chuckle. “Thanks for coming all the way out here.”</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“Actually we live only a few blocks away so I walked. I needed the exercise anyway.” She answered fishing for a compliment.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“I would hardly say that you need to exercise, you are as fit as can be.”</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“Thanks Anthony, you were always so sweet to me.” She replied as she leaned to hug him.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">He quickly broke free from the hug for he knew Monica could be watching and in her pregnant state, not to mention their marital problems, he knew she would get the wrong idea.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">They spoke a few minutes longer and exchanged the contact information. Monica had heard Anthony’s car and emerged from the house once she realized how long it was taking him. She was slightly surprised to see him being so friendly with a strange woman and instantly felt a pang of jealousy. This woman was blonde and beautiful, and Monica couldn’t even see her own toes. She slipped back into the house avoiding an introduction at any cost when she realized she was still in her pajamas late in the afternoon.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“Who was that woman?” Monica asked Anthony the moment he stepped into the house after hurrying to change.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">“Just an old friend. I had a meeting with her about a new business opportunity.” He answered with a bright smile.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">As she lowered her eyes in disappointment about more business prospects, he could at once sense her disinterest.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“No, this is different. This could be a way to be at home more with you and the kids.” He said happily. “I want our life to be better.”</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Monica looked skeptical and couldn’t believe what she was hearing. This wasn’t the man she had come to know lately. “You mean change restaurants?” She asked in a disbelieving tone.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“Well, this place is looking for a head chef/manager. It’s a very well-liked restaurant but it isn’t as demanding or as big as the Châteaux.” He explained as he noticed her doubtful demeanor. “It’s the Ye Olde English Tea Shop in Riverblosom, near the college.”</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“I have heard of it, very trendy with lots of young people. Is that what you want? I thought it meant everything that you have your own place?” She asked in an almost mocking tone.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“I have finally realized that I have plenty of time for that later. I’ve decided I need to slow down and spend time with you and the kids. I want the new baby to know who I am.” He answered as he giggled out loud.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“Where is this coming from Anthony? You were just telling me you needed your space?” She said with her arms folded.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“I can change my mind can’t I? A man can suddenly realize what is important.” He answered as he tried to give her a reassuring hug. He understood her hesitance. He had been very inconsistent with his feelings. Somehow bumping into Rachel had kicked some sense into him and made him realize that his relationship with Monica was worth fighting for. As soon as he realized that Rachel may still have feelings for him  and even though he and Monica’s marriage was troubled, he still felt the same love and loyalty he had felt from the beginning. Rachel’s marriage was over, but his marriage to Monica still had a good chance.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">The next few weeks were a blur for Anthony. First a meeting was set up between him and Ernest Wintersmith at the restaurant so that he could meet him and show him around. He also explained his philosophy and expectations to ensure they were both on the same page. Ernest immediately liked Anthony, the more they spoke the more Ernest thought he had found the right man. The previous chef was moving on to open his own place and it wasn’t until Ernest met Anthony that he felt at ease about losing the man that had worked for him all those years.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Anthony immediately fell in love with the restaurant. Ernest managed to keep it fresh and new. The place had class as well as excellent food. He also found Ernest to be an admirable man. He was extremely intelligent with an incredible business sense. Anthony knew at once that he was going to love his new job and his new life.</p>
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		<title>Anthony&#8217;s epiphany.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some months went by while Anthony pondered the problems of his marriage. He still couldn’t understand why Monica was so unhappy, so he continued to work late and although he tried to help more with the children, Monica still felt the loneliness she had felt all along. Being pregnant didn’t help either regarding her emotions. She [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=327&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Some months went by while Anthony pondered the problems of his marriage.<span style="font-family:Georgia;"> He still couldn’t understand why Monica was so unhappy, so he continued to work late and although he tried to help more with the children, Monica still felt the loneliness she had felt all along. Being pregnant didn’t help either regarding her emotions. She would find herself lashing out at Anthony for the slightest reasons and although it released her frustrations, she knew it wouldn’t help their situation. The arguments only created a larger wedge between them.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></p>
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<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">One afternoon while Anthony was having lunch downtown he thought he recognized someone at the counter. He moved in for a closer look and realized he knew this woman. A peculiar feeling gripped his stomach as he continued to stare at her. Feeling his gaze the woman turned around to face her admirer and was stunned to see that it was her old high school boyfriend Anthony Davis.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></p>
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<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Anthony stood motionless for a moment and finally snapped out of his daze. He had not seen her since his wedding day and it wasn’t a very fond memory. He quickly recalled how angry she was with him and only showed up to the wedding to display her resentment towards him for not keeping his word that they would marry once he finished college. He sighed and shook his head at the thought of having to speak to her.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Rachel Baker instantly felt embarrassed at the behavior she had shown on the day of his nuptials. She remembered how incredibly livid she was when she received the invitation and was expected to witness Anthony, whom she thought she would marry someday, exchange vows with another woman. Soon thereafter she realized that she had no reason to be as hateful as she was. Anthony had ended their relationship during his first year so they both could experience dating other people. Rachel thought he needed time to sow his oats and figured he would be back. It was during this time that he met Monica.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Apologetically she smiled at him and offered her hand.</span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“Anthony. How are you?” She said meekly as they shook hands.</span></p>
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<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“Rachel. I am great how have you been?” He asked not knowing what else to say.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“Very well.  It has been a long time since we saw each other.” She said regretfully, not wanting to bring up that day. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“So how many years has it been? Almost four? Wow, time flies doesn’t?” Anthony replied as he continued to stand next to her, thankful that she was being as pleasant as she was.</span></p>
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<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Rachel looked down and knew she had to apologize since she could sense a feeling of discomfort hanging between them.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“Anthony, I want to apologize for my behavior at your wedding. It was totally immature and uncalled for. I have grown up a lot since then and cannot imagine what I was thinking.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“Don’t be silly, no apology necessary. It was a long time ago and even back then I could somewhat understand why you were angry.” He answered hoping they wouldn’t have to dredge up bad memories. “So how is your life now? What do you do? Married?”</span></p>
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<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“I am married, I have two children and I am an assistant chef. How about you? Any kids?” She asked, thankful that he was so forgiving.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/snapshot_b2fe09b3_1458ba59.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_b2fe09b3_1458ba59.jpg" /></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“A chef? Amazing! So am I! I am the executive chef at Le Petit Chateaux in Riverblossom.” Anthony replied, astonished that they had followed the same career course. “What restaurant do you work for?&#8221;</span></p>
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<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“What a coincidence! I am at a small bistro a few blocks from here.” She said enthusiastically. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;">After about an hour of talking and catching up, they both found themselves <span style="font-family:Georgia;">discussing their troubled marriages. Rachel spoke about how she quickly married the first man she dated after the heartbreak of Anthony’s wedding, admitting that it was a rebound relationship that quickly turned into an impulsive elopement. Anthony explained about Monica’s disappointment in his busy lifestyle and lack of time for the family. He quickly realized that he was telling this ex-girlfriend all of his innermost thoughts and the guilt he felt for his unsatisfied feelings. He began to feel slightly uncomfortable. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/snapshot_b2fe09b3_5458e096.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_b2fe09b3_5458e096.jpg" /></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“Do you still love her?” Rachel asked trying to hold back feelings of hope that he might say no.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;">After a few seconds of thought he found a sincere answer. Here he was sitting with a woman he had a romantic history with, who obviously still had feelings for him, and still he felt complete loyalty to Monica. He had listened to Rachel explain how there was nothing left to her marriage, and that they were only connected through the children. Anthony knew Monica loved him deeply despite his shortcomings. He also still felt that fleeting moment of delight when he came home from work and saw her after a long day. Even through all of their disappointments and failed expectations he knew deep in his heart that he would always love her. Their marriage was problematic but it wasn’t over.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“Yes.” He said firmly. “Yes I do and I always will. I just need to find a way to give her what she needs and to keep my life balanced.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">He noticed some disappointment in her face but it quickly subsided and she began to offer advice.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“So what is the biggest problem? Work?” She asked trying hard to be a friend now to someone she used to love.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“I suppose that is the big issue. I work long hours and weekends, and when I am not working I need to be hobnobbing with the culinary elite.” He answered sarcastically. “I think I am at the point where if something came along that was less demanding but offered the same pay I would take it. I have always been chasing the dream of owning my own five star restaurant. I don’t need that. I am not even thirty yet and I have come this far. I have plenty of time.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/snapshot_b2fe09b3_3458e0f3.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_b2fe09b3_3458e0f3.jpg" /></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“So you need to find a smaller but reputable restaurant to run…and I think I know of the perfect place!” She replied enthusiastically. “There is a wonderful restaurant next door to my bistro that is looking for an executive chef and manager. The man who owns it is getting older and started it years ago from scratch. It&#8217;s a trendy European restaurant which began as a tea shop years ago and developed into an elegant and very successful restaurant. The name of the place is “Ye Olde Tea Shoppe,” and the owners&#8217; name is Ernest Wintersmith.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“I have heard of it. I&#8217;ve read great reviews in the newspaper and it does seem like it would be less demanding. It&#8217;s known for its young clientele. College students looking to experience the fine tastes of Europe. I read that somewhere.” He said with a smile. </span></p>
<p></span></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">“I am going to give you his number. His wife Kendra is a good friend of mine and I will tell them about you tomorrow when I see him. Ernest is a great guy with incredible business sense. He actually resigned from running the restaurant years ago to pursue a science career, but he has kept himself very involved with the management decisions. You might be exactly what he is looking for.” Rachel explained quickly with a great sense of satisfaction. She was helping two people at the same time.</span></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">&#8220;Thank you Rachel. I really appreciate you listening to me and offering to help me with my marriage. If there is anything I can do for you just ask.  I am glad we ran into each other. I wasn&#8217;t so sure at first,&#8221; he said with a chuckle,&#8221; but<span> now I am really happy that I saw you again.&#8221;</span></span></p>
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<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span>&#8220;I am too, and don&#8217;t worry about me, I&#8217;ll be fine. Just invite me over for dinner one evening so I can meet your family. I&#8217;d love to see your children.&#8221; She answered sadly.</span></span></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span>&#8220;I definitely will.&#8221; He said with a satisfied grin as he hugged her goodbye.</span></span></p>
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		<title>Erin and the crazed Nanny (ch4)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 04:29:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  Many months had passed and Laci still had not revealed her feelings to Lee. Too much had taken place in that time for her to feel comfortable verbalizing it. When she was certain that Lee would reciprocate the feelings is when she would share with him how she felt. But still, through the many months [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=304&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>Many months had passed and Laci still had not revealed her feelings to Lee. Too much had taken place in that time for her to feel comfortable verbalizing it. When she was certain that Lee would reciprocate the feelings is when she would share with him how she felt. But still, through the many months that had gone by Laci was sure her love only grew deeper for him.</p>
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<p>In that time Lee and Erin had finally completed their family with the arrival of a son they named Christopher. Lee was over the moon with happiness for his new baby boy. He and Erin had decided together that they would have no more children and focus on the three that they had.  </p>
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<p> Kate was flourishing and did very well in school. Haley was a bright and loving toddler who kept everyone smiling, and Christopher, even though he was just a newborn, added a special element to the family.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">Laci wasn&#8217;t sure at first why Lee would want to have another child with Erin as she was sure their relationship was pretty much over. She only saw that the negative aspects of the marriage and fixated on only that. Her crazed mind refused to see that Lee and Erin were happily married despite their lack of time together. She assumed the role of mom and wife even though it was only a figment of her imagination and was careful not to let it be known to Erin.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">She had also stopped taking college classes so she could spend more time with Lee and the children, and usually as soon as Erin came home Laci would make herself scarce until Lee was due home. It wasn&#8217;t that she disliked Erin, it was more of a jealous feeling toward her that Laci couldn&#8217;t control.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">One fall afternoon Lee was outside raking the hundreds of leaves that kept falling day after day. Laci noticed him through the window and decided to keep him company as he cleaned up the yard. She thought it might be the perfect time to try and have some fun with him so she jumped into one of his neat piles of leaves. At first Lee was slightly annoyed, but being a good natured man he laughed along with her and joined in.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">He had worked for hours on the piles but was swept up in the fun of this childlike behavior. His first thought was that Kate would have loved this but she was in school, then he remembered how long it would take him to clean it all up again. This realization put an end to the fun. On the other hand, Laci was having the time of her life. She finally had a reason to believe that he did care for her. They were laughing and playing like two people in love she thought. This was the moment she had waited for.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">As soon as Lee stood still, Laci looked at him longingly and grabbed his hand. She had waited so long to show him her true feelings and couldn&#8217;t wait to see the look in his eyes when he found out how she felt. She had waited years for this moment, the very moment they would start their lives together.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">As Laci stood closer to Lee he began to feel a little uncomfortable. She had a weird look on her face, almost like she was in pain. It was the moment she took a step towards him and reached for his hand that he relized what was going on. He retracted his hand immediately, and stepped back. At first he was tongue tied and didn&#8217;t know what to say. He hoped his expression would say it all because he didn&#8217;t have the correct words yet. He didn&#8217;t want to hurt her feelings but he did want her to understand that this was not an option for him.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;Laci, I don&#8217;t want you to get the wrong idea. I am married. This shouldn&#8217;t be happening.&#8221; He whispered firmly.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;You aren&#8217;t happily married, I can make you happy. I know you have feelings for me.&#8221; Laci said as he tried to move closer to him.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> &#8221;I am happily married, I love Erin and only Erin. I am flattered and I think you are a great person but that is all.&#8221; He answered as he backed away trying not to get angry.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;You don&#8217;t even talk to your wife. You spend more time with me, you can&#8217;t want her.&#8221; Laci said with anger, not understanding why he was being so difficult.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;I spend quality time with Erin. You take care of our children, of course I am going to talk with you.&#8221; He returned with an elevated voice.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;If Erin wasn&#8217;t here you wouldn&#8217;t feel guilty, then we could be together.&#8221; She replied with blazing eyes, obviously not accepting what Lee was saying.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;If Erin wasn&#8217;t here I&#8217;d be lost. This conversation is over.&#8221; He answered with finality as he walked quickly away from her towards the house hoping she wouldn&#8217;t follow him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her walk down the street in the opposite direction.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">As he sat in the yard his mind was torn about whether he should tell Erin or just quietly insist that Laci be terminated. Erin would question his request for sure and then he wouldn&#8217;t have a valid enough reason for her.  He also began to question himself as to the reasons why Laci thought he didn&#8217;t love Erin. Did he not show her enough affection? He thought he did but perhaps it was more so in private. He held high respect for his wife and he knew that could never be argued. Had he given Laci mixed signals? Had he subconciously lead her on? No, that was ridiculous he thought. The only subjects they spoke about were the children and on some occasions about his profession. Hardly the flirtatious banter he quipped. If anything he may have slightly taken their relationship for granted and not given it the attention it required.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> <img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13cb69b0_142bda59.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_142bda59.jpg" /> </p>
<p style="text-align:center;">He sat for quite a while pondering the situation and hoping Erin would be home soon. He wanted so badly to hug her and make sure she was happy. As soon as this thought escaped him he noticed Erin&#8217;s carpool approaching. He stood up immediately and walked quickly to greet her, still not sure if or how he would tell her what had happened earlier.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">He was just glad that she was finally home.</p>
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		<title>Anthony, depressed and inebriated.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 18:15:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[After the talk he had had with his brother Tim, Anthony couldn&#8217;t go home. He drove around for a while and decided to stop at the club across the street from his restaurant. He felt the need for a beverage before going home. He didn&#8217;t usually go to the Lu Lu Lounge, but it looked [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=285&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left">After the talk he had had with his brother Tim, Anthony couldn&#8217;t go home. He drove around for a while and decided to stop at the club across the street from his restaurant. He felt the need for a beverage before going home. He didn&#8217;t usually go to the Lu Lu Lounge, but it looked pretty quiet and he needed some time to think at a place where he wouldn&#8217;t bump into anyone he knew. As he walked in the music was loud and the atmosphere was dark. He could remain anonymous and clear his head. He sat at the bar and ordered a drink and just sat quietly thinking over the conversation that had taken place earlier.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">He thought about Monica and the kids. He didn&#8217;t realize things had become so terrible between them and couldn&#8217;t figure a way to fix them without completely compromising his own needs. He loved Monica but the last few years seemed to change the both of them, both going in opposite directions. Anthony had always felt that he had the ability to be like his father but as it was turning out it seemed as if his mother had influenced him more. He couldn&#8217;t help feeling the way he felt about marriage and family. He wanted a family but didn&#8217;t want his whole life to revolve around them. He couldn&#8217;t help but feel ashamed at his selfish attitude.</p>
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<p align="left" style="text-align:center;">While deep in thought and his drink, he felt a presence sidling up next to him. When he saw who it was he was even more annoyed. Mrs. Crumplebottom had seen him from outside and had come in to bother him as she did most days at the restaurant. He could never get away from this woman. She stood over him with her knitting and Anthony knew he would have to get up and move away. He was in no mood for Mrs. Crumplebottom.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">After a few hours of silent contemplation and a few more drinks, Tim walked up to Anthony glad to have finally found him. Monica had called him frantically worried, so Tim set out to find his brother. He knew Anthony never really patronized these types of establishments, so he was surprised when he drove by and saw his car in the lot.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">As he sat down next to him he realized that his brother may have had a few too many drinks. He was way too happy to see him.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;Anthony, how long have you been here? I&#8217;ve been looking for you.&#8221; Tim asked.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;I guess long enough for you to find me.&#8221; He answered with a big grin.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;Maybe we should get you home. Monica is worried about you.&#8221; Tim said as he rose up from the bar, guiding his brother to standing position.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;I don&#8217;t want to go home. I&#8217;m having fun here. Look Mrs. Crumplebottom is here too.&#8221; he said in a loud laugh. &#8220;I think she likes me.&#8221;</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;Anthony, we need to go. If you don&#8217;t want to go home then lets go get some food and talk.&#8221; Tim suggested. </p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;Not until we see if you can take a punch!&#8221; Anthony said as he leaped to get into a punching position.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;Didn&#8217;t we do this earlier? My arm is still sore.&#8221; Tim answered as he prepared for Anthony&#8217;s favorite game.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry Tim. I won&#8217;t hit you. Thanks for being my brother. You are the best brother a guy could have. Let&#8217;s have a drink.&#8221; Anthony slurred as he hugged his brother affectionately.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;No, I am not thirsty, but I am hungry so let&#8217;s get out of here and go eat.&#8221; Tim answered trying desperately to get Anthony out of the lounge. One more drink and he was  afraid Anthony wouldn&#8217;t be able to walk.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_d390626c_b428d0b4.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_d390626c_b428d0b4.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">After some coffee to sober Anthony up, Tim put his brother in a taxi to head for home. Anthony wasn&#8217;t in the mood to talk any further about his problems, so Tim thought the best place for him was with Monica. </p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"> Monica didn&#8217;t wait for him to come in the door. She was so happy to see him that she ran outside and hugged him fiercely. She was certain that he was angry with her for talking to his brother about  their problems. Anthony was a private man, but Monica didn&#8217;t know what else to do.  She could tell at once that he had been drinking and wouldn&#8217;t be in the mood to talk. Anthony hugged Monica back but knew he needed to lie down as soon as possible.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">She helped him upstairs and as she prepared for bed he fell into a deep sleep. She knew he would be quite sick in the morning since he rarely ever drank. She was only hoping that they could talk about everything tomorrow and no longer ignore the issues. She loved Anthony more than anything and would do everything she had to do to save their marriage.</p>
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		<title>Tim, the big day.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Oct 2007 06:03:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Within a month Gwen was pregnant and both she and Tim were as excited as any couple could be. Gwen had taken maternity leave for the last few remaining months and Tim was going to take paternity leave as soon as the baby was born. &#8220;Battle of the bands&#8221; had already found a replacement for [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=274&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>Within a month Gwen was pregnant and both she and Tim were as excited as any couple could be. Gwen had taken maternity leave for the last few remaining months and Tim was going to take paternity leave as soon as the baby was born. &#8220;Battle of the bands&#8221; had already found a replacement for him and everything was neatly planned out.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"> Tim and Gwen were having the time of their lives. Gwen loved being pregnant and Tim ensured her that she was even more radiant than ever. They cherished every kick, every hiccup, and everyday that brought them closer to becoming parents. Tim worked on the nursery and Gwen read every baby book she could get her hands on.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">The big day had finally come. Gwen was in terrible agony and it seemed as though all the joy had gone out of the experience once the pain started. Tim didn&#8217;t know what to do. He didn&#8217;t expect her to be so angry with him but he endured every bit of the labor induced wrath meant for him. At one point he found himself apologizing for ever laying a hand on her which ultimately put her in this situation. He said whatever would make her calm and did whatever she asked of him. He hated seeing her like this but did the best he could to get her through it.  </p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">After many hours of labor their baby girl was finally born. They gave her the name Shannon Davis. She seemed to have the same dark hair and eyes as her mother but the real question was, whose facial features would she inherit?</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_33d9d904.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_33d9d904.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Tim was a doting father and was there whenever she made the slightest sound. He was always holding her, rocking her and talking to her. He was so grateful to be a stay at home dad and loved every minute of it.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_d4195a57.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_d4195a57.jpg" /> </p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Once Shannon was born Gwen and Tim decided they needed a larger house. They found a beautiful home with a small guest house for Tim&#8217;s music room. He also would retreat there to paint his masterpieces. The house was significantly larger and had a pond which was Gwen&#8217;s favorite feature.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_94195e94.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_94195e94.jpg" /> </p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Of course Shannon slept much of the time so Tim spent his time painting again. He had focused so much on his music that his paint easel hadn&#8217;t seen much activity. Tim utilized his music room every day, sometimes to paint and other times to practice his music. </p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> <img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_d4195810.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_d4195810.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Most evenings when Shannon was asleep Gwen would wander in and listen to Tim&#8217;s beautiful melodies. She loved spending time with him especially after a long day at work. His music soothed her weary mind and she found that listening put her in a wonderful place.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_53d9df3d.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_53d9df3d.jpg" /> </p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Before long Shannon was a toddler and life was flying by. It seemed as though Shannon would take after Gwen in all of her facial features. They had the same mouth, nose and eyes. Her skin tone was slightly lighter but you could say that she was a carbon copy of her mother.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> <img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_b3d9e000.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_b3d9e000.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Tim couldn&#8217;t have been happier. He had always thought of Gwen as the loveliest girl he had ever seen from the first day he met her. Now his daughter would be as beautiful she was.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">It was about this time when Monica finally called Gwen for advice. She told her all that was going on and the troubles she and Anthony were facing. Gwen immediately told Tim about Monica&#8217;s desperate call and his brother&#8217;s behaviors. Gwen reassured Monica that Tim would talk to Anthony and try to help him realize the seriousness of the situation. Tim called Anthony and invited him over the very next day.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_54196042.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_54196042.jpg" /> </p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Tim was glad to see his brother. Life had been so hectic lately and Anthony always seemed to be too busy for bbq&#8217;s and family get togethers. It was a wonder how Tim was able to get him to come over so soon.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_f419647a.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_f419647a.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Of course Anthony had to initiate the obligatory U-punch me game which Tim had always hated, but always put up with. He didn&#8217;t mind a few punches in return for his brother making the visit.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> <img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_34196393.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_34196393.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">When Gwen had come home from work she was so thrilled that Anthony was actually there that she gave him a big hug. She was quite confident that Tim would be able to talk with him about his marriage and perhaps help them him and Monica. After some small talk Tim invited Anthony to the living room to chat.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_b41965a5.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_b41965a5.jpg" /></p>
<p><font face="Times New Roman">&#8220;Anthony, I asked you over to talk to you about something quite serious. Monica called Gwen very desperate for advice.” Tim began in a concerned voice in which Anthony wasn’t used to.</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">&#8220;What about?&#8221; Anthony answered in a very sincere unaware tone.</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“Your marriage Anthony, how can you not know that there is something wrong?”</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“Monica has never mentioned being unhappy.” </font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“Isn’t it evident? She says you are never home, so maybe you not being there is the reason you haven&#8217;t noticed.” Tim pleaded.</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“I know I am gone a lot but she and the kids have everything they could want.”</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“Except you Anthony. When was the last time you took Monica out? Or read a book to the kids? Life isn’t all about work, especially if you have a family.”</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“Oh come on Tim! You don’t even need to work! Gwen makes enough so that you can be home with Shannon. Do you know how hard I have to work to support Monica and the kids as well as I do?”</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“Yes, and I can understand the pressure you are under, but if you don’t fix your relationship with Monica you will lose her.”</font></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13d8f815_541965fd.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13d8f815_541965fd.jpg" /></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“It’s not that bad.” He answered with a careless wave of the hand.</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“Well, while you are playing golf, she is at home by herself so miserable that she is weighing her options.”</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">After a few seconds of silence Anthony blurted out his true feelings.</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“I just didn’t think that she and I would ever run out of things to talk about. I come home and it is always the same stuff. How the potty training is going, Joseph’s new tooth, the bill for the repairman.” He said firmly.</font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“That is her life, and your family’s life. You should be interested in all that.” </font></p>
<p style="line-height:15.6pt;"><font face="Times New Roman">“I want more Tim!&#8221; He yelled as he stormed out of the room, and left hastily.</font></p>
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		<title>Erin, trouble looming?(ch3)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Oct 2007 21:03:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Life was going very quickly for Erin and Lee. Kate had grown into a toddler with the help of Laci the nanny. She was instrumental in the help to raise Kate. She also helped with housework and became a companion to Erin and Lee. With their long hours at work they hardly had time to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=uglysimkids.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1794169&amp;post=238&amp;subd=uglysimkids&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:center;">Life was going very quickly for Erin and Lee. Kate had grown into a toddler with the help of Laci the nanny. She was instrumental in the help to raise Kate. She also helped with housework and became a companion to Erin and Lee. With their long hours at work they hardly had time to see each other and when they did have time, they were usually doing research for work or were tired from the long hours.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">Kate was growing fast, so fast that both Erin and Lee thought maybe it was time to slow down a bit, but whenever they tried it didn&#8217;t seem to work.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Kate inherited her parents blonde hair, and luckily she didn&#8217;t look like her mother did when she was little. (Refer to photos in intro#2)</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13cb69b0_53d9ecf4.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_53d9ecf4.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">As Kate got older Lee felt like she needed a sibling so that she wouldn&#8217;t be lonely. He felt confident in Laci&#8217;s abilities as nanny and he was sure with a pay increase she would be fine with another baby to care for. He needed to persuade Erin somewhat but finally succeeded. It wasn&#8217;t that Erin didn&#8217;t want children, it was the fact that she had to watch someone else raise them. Her job as Botanist was going too well to take a leave of absence, so she decided to go ahead with Lee&#8217;s idea of another child and rely on Laci&#8217;s help.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13cb69b0_b40598a22.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_b40598a22.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Lee was  quite happy with their decision as he felt that children were an essential part of any family. His work was very important to him but so was raising a family, and to him a family meant at least one son. However, when the day arrived Erin gave birth to another precious baby girl. Erin was thrilled and Lee had forgotten all about his desire for a son. He was happy that the baby was healthy and that everyone was happy.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13cb69b0_94059d741.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_94059d741.jpg" /> </p>
<p style="text-align:center;">They named the baby Haley and their family seemed complete, for now. However, Lee still wanted a son. He would have to convince Erin for a third child but for now they were busy enough with the two they had.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">Then came the arrival that neither were expecting. Their pets Cleo and Buddy had developed a romance of their own and had brought forth a litter of two puppies.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;Murphy&#8221;</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">&#8230;and &#8221;Maggie&#8221;</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">The dogs had created their own little family which meant even more work for Laci. She didn&#8217;t mind though, she was actually loving being part of the Davis-Patch family. Laci had grown up without a traditional family and was raised by a single mom. Partaking in a family environment had always been a dream for her which was why she worked so hard to be involved at her job as nanny. Perhaps a little too involved at times. </p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13cb69b0_b418e5c5.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_b418e5c5.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> During the few years she had worked for Erin and Lee she had developed a fondness for Lee. She saw him as she saw her professors, an older man who was intelligent and mature, even though he was not much older than her. She enjoyed talking with him about his work and about the children. She was fascinated by his job as sports columnist and often couldn&#8217;t wait for the paper to read his daily musings about the sports world, even though she wasn&#8217;t exactly a fan of any sport in particular.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13cb69b0_b416409d.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_b416409d.jpg" /> </p>
<p style="text-align:center;">She hung on his every word and stayed up late waiting for him to get home everynight after Erin had gone to bed. Of course Lee was so oblivious to her obvious attraction that he didn&#8217;t see the harm in talking with her. He hardly ever came home to anyone awake so sometimes he looked forward to the company.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13cb69b0_9418e6ad.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_9418e6ad.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Soon she began to make special desserts for him and still he didn&#8217;t realize the feelings she had developed for him. Lee was unaware of anything other than work and his family. He saw Laci as a sweet young girl who was an employee of theirs, and perhaps interested in the journalism field. He would never in a million years think that anyone besides Erin would take any interest in him, he was just that way. In college he had quite the reputation, but life had taken a turn for him when he met Erin.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://uglysimkids.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/snapshot_13cb69b0_7416999c.jpg?w=510" alt="snapshot_13cb69b0_7416999c.jpg" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Laci was also in awe of what a dedicated dad he was, and never having a father of her own this created a special admiration towards Lee. She had a secret longing to take Erin&#8217;s place since she did most of the mothering anyway even though she knew it was an inappropriate thought. She respected and liked Erin but couldn&#8217;t control the growing feelings she had for Lee. She decided that she would eventually have to admit her feelings to Lee and to see what his reaction would be. Laci was obviously delusional.</p>
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