Diary of a Mad Hippie Chapter 3

 

Dear Diary, it seems like a lifetime ago since I last wrote here, and I had such good intentions, too. 

I really do want  my children and my children’s children to remember all these milestones in our lives,

and quite honestly, I’m not getting any younger.  I may need to remind myself, once in a while, too. 

Well, a lot has happened since Pepper was a baby.  

He was as cute as a button, even if he did drag down me and Abe. 

 We weren’t the most attentive parents, for sure.

Heck man, he may not have learned how to use the potty, but I taught him all kinds of nursery rhymes.

 Music is the way to enlightenment, after all.

When he was a boy, he was one of a kind!

He was wild and playtful, which worried his Dad a bit, but I was proud as punch.

I kept Pepper home from school and taught him myself,  no way was I going to let “the establishment” rule my kid.

Abe thought I was crazy, but I insisted.  He’s lucky there’s no commune anywhere around here, or I would have joined that. 

 I’m hoping my children will start their own, that would be cool.

But being taught at home didn’t keep him from making friends, oh no. Pepper would greet any and all

people who happened to walk by, often in only his underwear!

I think they all come for the bubbles though, man.  I don’t blame them, it’s a gas.

Since I don’t allow televisions in the house, (after all, whoever controls the media, controls the mind)

Pepper spends most of his free time painting.  His artwork is out of this world!

And like most true artists, he has a little bit of a dark side, too.

But he can still be quite an angel, when he wants to be.

It wasn’t long before my little boy turned into a good looking dude. I still can’t believe he rolled Fortune,

how in the world will he fit into this family, and will he raise his kids the way I’ve taught him to? He says he

 only wants to become the Chief of Staff, but all he ever thinks about now is making money.  Makes me sick, man.

I guess it could be worse, he could have wanted to be a cop, or a business man! I shudder just picturing my

 baby being a Suit!

Being a responsible parent was such a drag, but now that Pepper was a teen he barely needed me anymore. 

 I was free to do what I wanted, but not with who I wanted. I was beginning to see Abe for what he really was,

a Yoyo, hippie on the weekend, Suit during the week.

It was good that Abe was around for his son, but I had to split, even if it was only for one night. 

 I ran into some professor I had in college, don’t even remember his name, but that doesn’t matter. 

We hung out all night together, much to everyone else’s enjoyment.  What a trip it was to come out

 of the photobooth to a crowd of people cheering us on!

He was so laid back and cool, I even let him crash my pad for a while.  Got a little uncomfortable

with Abe being such a downer and all, but it all worked out in the end.  Abe knows I need to

spread my wings, I belong to no one.

Well, since I don’t believe in birth control but I do believe in plenty of love, it wasn’t long

before I found myself PG again.

Abe was off doing who knows what, but Pepper was there to help, since I refused to go to a

hospital for something as natural as giving birth.  The “happy pills” would have been nice, though.

My daughter Nutmeg was born, blond hair and green eyes like mine, which made me assume

my long forgotten professor was the lucky Daddy.  Not that Abe would notice, he’s hardly

ever around these days, still. 

We all had our own things to do, often leaving little Nurmeg alone to entertain herself. 

She was easy to please, as an infant.

As a toddler though, man, that was another story.  Nutmeg’s personality really came out, 

she’s totally outgoing, serious and mean.  Not a kid to be messed with.

It was a good thing she had Pepper around to take care of her, I really had so many other things to do.

I did manage to teach her to do her own thing, though.

She’s my kid, and she knows how to have fun.

She followed me around everywhere in those days, and watched my every move. 

I was jazzed to see her so interested in gardening, growing our own food with none of that

plastic junk in it is very important to me.

Nutmeg took after her big brother and became very musical too.  Many nights we would all hang out; 

 I made all our own threads and Mr. Moneybags made paintings and sold them to anyone with bread. 

 I told him he was selling out already, but he says he’s saving the dough for college.  Guess he thinks

theres more to learn out there than I can teach him.

Diary, time just passed by too quickly in those days, it’s still such a blur to me.  I felt myself getting

older, and that scared me.  I’ve always taught my kids not to trust anyone over 30, and I was due to

get gray haired any day now!  I heard of some potion they sold on the street that would prolong it

for a while, and man, what a kick that stuff had!  Must have been bootlegged, or something, but it worked,

 I felt younger right away.

As a matter of fact, I was feeling so young and frisky that I made a date with an old friend,  BJ Turner. 

What Abe doesn’t know won’t hurt him, besides, he’s Romance, too.  And it’s not like we’re hitched or

anything, we never did make anything legal, no way, not us.

BJ spent the night, since Abe was away on business, anyway. 

But when Abe came back, it was business as usual.  He started getting on my case about not paying

bills on time, man, bills were made by The Man, it’s just their way of keeping track of us, and I didn’t

want any of that.

He was really freaked out when the Repo guy showed up, but I don’t know what all the fuss was about.

The dude only took one small chair, relax man!

Pepper still has bad memories of that, to this day.

It’s a good thing he has the cute neighbor girl to take his mind off things.  She really digs him,

but I don’t know if he’s really into romance right now.  This kid is all about art and money. 

Messed up if you ask me. (The money part, anyway)

He still knows how to have a good time though, when he’s in the mood for it.

Yup Diary, seems my one magical night with BJ turned into another baby bump for me.

But that didn’t stop me from having other magical nights with Abe, too!

Not that I was the only chick making magic with him these days.  I always guessed,

but I never knew for sure.

Not until that brazen hussy walked right up to my door with her flowers, if you can believe that.

I really didn’t have a problem with Abe seeing other chicks, especially not Sandy Bruty,

she’s just another Romancer, after all.  But when I heard he was out with The Diva, well,

that was where he crossed the line. 

We fought all night, that woman was so plastic, she’s ruining the environment single

 handedly with all her perfume and hairspray and who knows what else she sprays herself with. 

He shouldn’t have even been friends with her type, it was just sick.

I had heard enough, and I kicked him to the curb.  Abe hopped in a cab that night, and

we haven’t seen or heard from him since.

Months passed, and soon I gave birth to my dear son, Cumin.  Cumin has his father’s red hair,

and like his sister, he was mostly cared for by his brother, Pepper.

Nutmeg grew into quite a wild child, already ignoring society’s rules by refusing to comb her hair.

She often told me how stoked she was to have a baby in the house to play with.

And just like I had hoped, she took right over in the garden, filling in for me when I was too busy, or too tired.  

It seemed all I ever used the garden for those days was to be alone and cry, I was lonely and miserable.

I tried to occupy myself with nature, by catching and then releasing all kinds of God’s creatures.

I was so strung out that I called a friend to keep me company, only he looked a little embarassed

by all the attention we got leaving the photobooth at the park. I think he might be married, which

would explain why.  Not everyone understands Romance sims, after all.

I also managed to make a new friend that night, her name is Jasmyn, and I had seen her

around town but had never talked with her before.  Jasmyn is a real groovy chick, I can’t

wait to get to know her better.

Back at home, Nutmeg was proving to be quite a free spirit, learning all her

charisma from talking to our pet, Charlie.

Pepper may have been a regular teen these days, but he still made sure to teach his

friends about the environment and the importance of recycling, no matter how he had

to get their attention.

Cumin grew into a precocious toddler, and followed us around for attention just like his sister Nutmeg did.

Nutmeg only has one playful point, but you wouldn’t know it the way she jumps

all over the house!  I’m glad some of me rubbed off on her, after all.

Little Cumin really was a sensitive little soul, sometimes I just wondered what he was thinking.

He had to sleep in his sister’s old handed down crib, but he never did figure out how to

crawl out of it on his own like she did.  What a temper he had, too!

It seemed like it was overnight that he changed from cute little toddler to my outgoing,

playful little boy. I don’t believe in rigid family traditions like sitting down together for dinner. 

Cumin often ate meals alone at the table while the rest of us partied outside.

Not that I had to worry about Cumin socializing, he was extremely outgoing, and

seemed to have an eye for the ladies early on.

He often told long stories and had the girls captivated for hours on end, all this

and he was only eight years old! 

My children may have been socializing well, but I was not.  I just needed to get it together,

cause I was really down in the dumps, and that was such a drag, man.

I tried to make friends with my neighbors, but that snotty simself from next door just told

me I smelled bad.  I told her that I smelled the way nature intended  me to.

Our house was always full of people, I don’t know why I was so lonely.  I served organic

 salads to anyone who was interested, and we had sing-a-longs by the campfire almost

every night in the summer.

Time really was flying on by, because before I knew it, little Cumin was a teen too!  He’s a

Family sim, and he says all he wants in life is to marry off six children.  I bet he’ll want

to get married too, sigh.

I don’t have to worry about Cumin forming to society though, he definitely marches

 to the beat of his own drums.

He’s eccentric.  What more could I ask for in a child?

One night Nutmeg and I were just chilling out, just the two of us…

…when we were ripped off!  The chick stole the karaoke machine right out from under our noses!

I almost flipped my lid when Nutmeg told me she called the Fuzz!  No way was I relying on

the establishment to get back what belonged to me.  Anyway, if the thief had only asked,

we would have just given her the dang thing.  Poor cat probably needs the dough more

than we need to sing.

But for some reason I still get angry whenever I think of it!  

Speaking of angry, my little Fortune sim son, Pepper was furious that someone would take

 

something from us, I was afraid he would go into aspiration failure.  To get him to chill out I

 

agreed to have the Headmaster of a private school over for dinner, although I wasn’t thrilled at the idea. 

 

Luckily for me the man got glitched in the yard and I didn’t have to schmooze or give a tour at all. 

 

Pepper is persistant though, and his teen years are dwindling down.  It’s either going to be college or

 

private school for him, or he’ll have a breakdown, for sure.

 

 His brother and sister were worried about him too, and they all went Downtown

 

for some fun together.

 

 

 Karaoke for a crowd is always more fun than a small group at home.

 

 

 I think Cumin was just hoping to find that special girl, although I’m not sure

 

he was going about it the right way.

 

As long as he’s happy though…that’s all I’ve ever wanted for my children.

 At home, Pepper opened up a small home business, and Nutmeg and Cumin helped by

making products we could sell to the world.  We named the store Bohemian Rhapsody,

and it was my little baby.  

I really found my bag in life, I loved talking to people man, that’s what life is all about. 

Even the people that leave a bad taste in my mouth, like Sandy.

I really gotta stop sending out bad karma like that, man. I’m sorry!  Sandy is beautiful people!

  

 

Well, Diary, I’m getting tired, I guess I’ve written enough for tonight. 

But I have to mention what happened today.  After a busy day at the

shop I was outside restocking the vegetable stands, when I swear I got goosebumps! 

I saw this tall, dark handsome guy walking towards me, and man, did he remind me

of old ghosts from my past.  Just the way he looked at me made me feel like a schoolgirl

again, but it couldn’t be!  It’s been 20 years since I’ve seen Greg, and I’m sure even if that

was him he has long since forgotten about me.  But this tall, righteous dude looked at me

 like he thought he knew me too.  Neither one of us said a word, but it sure got me wondering. 

 Just in case, I’m gonna start working on that positive karma first thing in the morning!

  Maybe I’ll invite my new friend Jasmine over, it’s time I got to know her better, anyway!

 

 

 

Peace out.

 

“A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep”

 

 

Thanks so much for reading!  If you have an opinion one way or the other, I’m trying

to decide on the heir, and I love them all, so let me know. 

                Pepper Howle
                 Sagittarius
                 Fortune
           LTW Become Chief of Staff
           playful, active and mean
                Artist by day, thief by night 
                Is in love with neighbor, Carly

                               Nutmeg Howle
                                Aries
                                Pleasure
                               LTW   Become a game designer
                              extremely serious, extremely mean, extremely outgoing
                               Gardener, seamstress, singer
                               hasn’t even been on her first date yet!

                            Cumin Howle
                       Gemini
                             Family
                   LTW  Marry off 6 children
                             very outgoing and  mean  
                             Just wants to fall in love!