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North by North West… Again

On 28th August 2015 · By Tymmerie Thorne · With Leave a comment
In Fashion, Girl Wonder, Second Life · Tags , ,
NOTE: It has been a crazy week so I'm sharing a past post from August 2013 that I liked. If you don't know about my prim son (his father is my SL husband, Jerremy) here's a bit of how it all began. When I wrote this Prince George and Kanye West's kids had just been born. - Luv. Tymmerie

Two celebrity couples have debuted their babies in the last few months. I don't understand the excitement over seeing a picture of a rich baby. I think all babies look basically the same until they are 7 or 8 years old. And even then, you can only tell them apart by their hairstyles. 

When our prim son, Blocky, was born we took lots of pictures of him but did we try to sell them for money? No. Did we start a bidding war between BOSL and Avenue magazines to put his photo on their covers? No. Did we go on our horrible Mother-in-Law's horrible new talk show to show a picture of the baby? No. Normal people do not do those types of things. 

I've never posted these pictures on my blog, but just to show that normal folks have perfectly lovely babies, too, I'm sharing some of the first pictures of Blocky.… Read the rest


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Heck of a Trip


Jerremy and I took our prim son, Blocky, on a field trip. We want him to grow up to be a cultured, well-rounded, plywood boy, so we often take him to places like museums and the LEA sims. This trip, we went to Cocytus: The 9th Circle of Hell. It was a long drive, but driving to Hell is a lot more pleasant than flying on United.

It's never too early to scare your baby straight. I am not going to have the preschool teacher calling me to tell me that my son was cheating at Candyland. 

There are four levels to this particular circle of the underworld and it was taking forever to walk through it, so we flew. Even though flying is highly discouraged, we figured, "WHat can they do to us if we are already here?" Surprisingly there is very little lag in hell. The crowds were mostly encased in the lakes of ice, so we didn't have to wait in any lines. And I don't want to tell Satan how to do his job, but, I'm not sure giving people ice down here is punishment.    


You know what was really annoying about hell?… Read the rest

Blocky Has Some Questions

The lovely and talented Strawberry Singh put forth a challenge to find someone to interview us and then write about that interview. I haven't done a challenge from her in a while and this one seemed fun. I wasn't sure who would want to interview me, but then my prim son Blocky volunteered in lieu of nap time, so I let him do it. Here is the interview:

Me: Oh! Wook at Mommy's widdle investigative weeporter! Blocky: mmmmmmmmmm bbbppppptt? Me: Great question. It's actually pretty easy to juggle being a pretend prim mommy with blogging because I don't take you out of my inventory all that often. Blocky: mwwwwahhhh pffffffffffffffffftttt?  Me: Well, mostly because it's not easy to find a babysitter. And between running Thorne Industries, shopping, exploring, doing hunts and spending time with your daddy, we'd need a sitter all the time. Besides, unlike a babysitter, an inventory folder is free. So there you go!  Blocky: bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbtttttttttttttttttttttfffffffff?… Read the rest