Thanks for coming over. Oh, do you want more coffee? Great, get me some whileyou’re up. I know some people don’t like looking at wedding albums, so I’m gladyou’re interested. I don’t know why you wouldn’t be though – Palmer and I arepretty awesome.This first picture was my first day in the house, right before the wedding, before Ibecame Lexie Vermachtnis. I was still getting to know Palmer’s family but we wereall focused on the wedding first and foremost. I was so excited that I was alreadywearing my veil.
Once everyone was on the same page, we split up by gender to go getready. Palmer and Max were in the kitchen for what seemed likeforever. It was tough to keep Palmer from seeing me in my dresswhen he and his dad wouldn’t stop lounging around the commonareas, congratulating each other on good grades or whatever.
Penny and Madeleine helped me get ready. We had picked out agorgeous big dress with a long train. My colors for the wedding were redand white. It was a little tough finding a classy dress for Penelope withthat big rack she was carrying around in those days. Don’t tell her I saidso, though.
All dressed and ready, I was super psyched to be getting married,although Penny was seemingly just as excited to be part of it.Since I’ve always been a romantic, flirty girl, I thought I might fearthe wedding but I had not a care in my heart. I guess it’s becausePalmer and I are so perfect, not to mention perfect for eachother.
Penny invited Paul and Prescott over early. Palmer sent out theinvitations and he wasn’t on the best terms with either of them sowe wanted to make sure they showed up.We were having an evening wedding so Parker, Palmer’s twin and avampire, could come. We have a few other vamps in the family, soit didn’t hurt that they could attend either.
When the guests arrived, it was like a flood of people descending on our lot.They converged on the house from both sides and broke like a wave, flowingfurther into the backyard where the ceremony would be held.To be honest, I was kind of surprised as many people came as did. For someunimaginable reason, Palmer and I rub people the wrong way sometimes –probably a problem with those people, of course – but it was great that so manywere there to witness our big day. A treat for them, I’m sure.
Before the guests could get very far, though, a fight broke out in the frontyard between Parker’s wife Elle, a former cow mascot, and MorrisVermachtnis, Palmer’s uncle. Elle got soundly trounced and slunk off tonurse her wounds. I’ve never liked her much so I really wanted to runoutside and cheer for Morris but I restrained myself somehow. Palmer likesher and God knows Parker adores her. I think she’s a pig-headed, trash-mouthed witch, though. Mean sims – am I right?
I didn’t know most of the guests, but some of them were pretty questionableeven by Vermachtnis standards. There were a couple zombies hangingaround, and there was this one girl named Roxy that kept telling me I bettermake beautiful babies “or else.” What nerve. Who does she think she is, thecreator? Whatever.
We had plenty of seating but the guests still shuffled around like a bunchof idiots trying to all sit in the same places. It took forever for themajority of people to get seated, and even then there were somehanging back, standing around the edges of the seating area. Penny,Max, Madeleine and Aunt Macy knew what to do, though.
Finally, with most people sitting, the music started up and I walked downthe aisle to where Palmer was waiting at the arch. I could feeleveryone’s eyes on me, and I could easily imagine their thoughts – howbeautiful I was, how lucky Palmer was, how amazing my dress was. I’llbet there was more jealousy than most people would care to admit.
As I approached the arch, Palmer turned and flashed me a smile. Hesaid later that he thought I’d never looked more beautiful than when Iwas walking down the aisle, ready to marry him. He didn’t look so badhimself, either.
We said our vows, mostly about how great each other was.
And then out came the rings. Before I had my children, that wasthe happiest moment of my life. I felt absolutely giddy.
It seemed like only a matter of moments, but just like that, wewere married. I had become a Vermachtnis and a legacy sim.Probably the best thing to ever happen to their family.
After the ceremony, on the way to the reception, Elle started anotherfight. This time she was fighting Macy, who gave Elle her second beat-down of the night. Personally, I think Elle is the type of person thatcould use getting her butt kicked on a regular basis. Serves her rightfor starting stuff at my beautiful wedding. Good ol’ Aunt Macy,though – she knows where it’s at.
Palmer and I snuck away to have some quiet timebefore we showed up at the reception. After sometotally hot woohoo – which all ours is, in case you werewondering – Palmer asked, “May I have this dance?”and we danced slowly right there in the bedroom,husband and wife. So romantic.
There were so many people there. I’lltry to point them out to you. I hungout for a while with Parker, who is avampire/alien/plantsim. Morris and hiswife Lydia were loving up on each otherall night. Madeleine and Max spentsome time catching up with Max’sbrother Mickey and their uncle Jordan.Jordan’s daughter Marlie was alsonearby.
Prescott and Sierra and Paul and Carylcame. All Palmer’s siblings and theirSOs came, except Malcolm who is a bigjerk. Aunt Macy hung out with her auntJoy (in red), Jordan’s punky wife Carissa,gen 3 Gage’s wife, Julie Vermachtnis,who had the nerve to wear *her*wedding dress to my wedding, and Zoe,the wife of generation 2’s Clay (in blue).
Penelope spent a while hanging out withClay and Katie, the wife of Max’s uncleJulian. Max and Maddie got into it withZaube I, one of the zombies who attended.She was about to start a fight with Max soshe had to be asked to leave.Troublemaker. Marlie and her sisterSusanne spent all night playing in our attic,way past their bedtime. Jordan and Carissaare too permissive with them. Not allparents are as great as Palmer and I.
Eventually the party simmered down in the wee hours of themorning and Palmer and I left for a redeye flight to Twikkii Islandfor our honeymoon. When we got there we were both exhaustedand a bit jetlagged so we headed down to the beach to unwind fora while. We quickly realized we would need to change out of ourwarmer clothes. A knit hat and beaches don’t really mix, even if Ido look really hot in it.
We stayed at a lovely house on the beach that Max and Maddiehad purchased when they visited Twikkii Island. It was so relaxingto just sit on the shore and watch the waves roll in.
We really enjoyed the cuisine there. Palmer ordered PineappleSurprise at every food place we went to but I tried different things.Sometimes I even ordered twice. I was so hungry all the time, thoughI didn’t know why yet.
We met this local named Carla (some island name, huh?) and eventhough we didn’t hit it off with her right away, both of us reallywanted to be friends with her for some reason. It was a little odd.I can’t really explain it.
We heard about this mysterious witch doctor who lived on the outskirtsof town, so we went to visit him. When we got there, though, hecomplained about all his stuff being broken and said he couldn’t entertainus. I think he was lying because he had some perfectly good chips in hisfridge. When he left the house, Palmer and I helped ourselves to thechips then left. I got the hint that he wanted us to help but we’re notmechanics for God’s sake. How selfish of him.
Even though we had been dating for a long time, Palmer and I were stillmore used to being alone most of the time. Now that we were togetherall day every day, we had to balance having some alone time with beingtogether. Palmer had his MP3 player and I had my books, and we justtried being respectful of the other’s space. Being respectful is hard for usthough. When you’re as important as we are, respect for others just isn’tthat valuable. Not to us, at least.
On one of the beaches we visitedwe found an old pirate ship.Max and Maddie had talkedabout it, so we knew we had totry it out. It was a lot of fun, andPalmer always loves anopportunity to practice hismaniacal laugh.
The other thing Palmer was really into wasbuilding sandcastles. For some reason, everytime we got to the beach he wanted to buildone, so he left a sandcastle on every beach wevisited. Sometimes I helped him but he builtmost of them by himself.
We were both in an amorous mood most of the time. We bent therules of propriety more than once, and got a good bit of attention forit. Whatever. We were newlyweds, what did people expect?Decorum? Not likely.
I figured out after a little while that the reason that I was so hungryand run down all the time was that I was in the early stages ofpregnancy already. I was really happy about this since Palmer and Ihad wanted to start our family right away. I could barely contain myglee as I told my new best friend, Carla.
Carla also taught usthe hula. I neverreally got the hang ofit but Palmer was anatural.
That night, a very strange thing happened. Without being invited, Carla cameover and sat down at our mahjong table. Both of us love mahjong so even thoughit was a little weird for her to show up like that, we jumped at the chance to havea third to play with.
I think we just encouraged Carla thoughbecause, again without any provocationfrom us, she decided to spend the night. She took a bath, slept in our bed (!) andeven joined us for omelets. Once wewere done eating, we left the housequickly and didn’t come back untilevening. Thankfully, by then Carla hadgone home. I know we both hadunnaturally strong urges to be herfriend, but that was just too weird.
Our honeymoon had finally come to an end and we were eager both toget home to get started on our family, and to leave the weirdness withCarla behind. Oh sure, when we got home we still wanted to be BFFswith her, but we were glad she couldn’t follow us home as easily once wewere back in Halcyon River Hills.
And that’s the end of our wedding and honeymoon album.Now, since you’re here, let me tell you another story about how greatPalmer and I are . . . Wait, where are you going?! Come back! We’rereally awesommmmmme . . .(Thank you for reading, everyone! As always, come to SiMania formore great simmers and stories. Take care!)