The Circle of Life Items

The signs of summer are all around Kashton:

Fireflies…dragonflies…all sorts of flying creatures!

Oh yes, and let’s not forget:

Gotta love summer.

I guess another sign of summer is that suddenly everybody’s feeling the pressure to get in shape, and my friend Peanut is no exception. She confided in me that she was desperate for a frog, that she really needed it for a new “health treatment.”

Huh. I don’t know about you, but I never heard of any health treatment that called for frogs, and I’m not sure that I would really want anything to do with it even if I knew what it was about. Of course I would help Peanut; I always try to help my townies out when they ask for help. OK, well, at least the ones I like.

Now the pressure was on, though, because Groucho had already asked me to help him find a Barbel Steed. But then Peanut got so insistent, and sounded so desperate:

I’m not sure why she refers to a frog as a fishy, but she does. Anyway, suffice it to say that I did feel compelled to “reprioritize,” and it only took a few minutes.

And at least she was appreciative when I gave her the “fishy.”

In fact, she was so grateful that she gave me, of all things, a Barbel Steed. Just what Groucho wanted; how considerate! I wasted no time in running that baby over to him, too, because I felt a bit guilty about reprioritizing him like I did.

I really couldn’t tell if he was holding a grudge or not. At any rate, it certainly wasn’t the warm and fuzzy response I’d received from helping Peanut out.

But then, Groucho turned around, dug deep into his pocket, and gave me a Spanish Shirt.

I was speechless. A Spanish Shirt? A Spanish Shirt??? Are you kidding me? Isn’t that the same Spanish Shirt you literally BEGGED me for just yesterday? And now not only do you NOT want it, but you want to give it to me as a gift?

I counted to five and reminded myself that Groucho is old and, um, grouchy, and his memory isn’t what it used to be, and that he probably didn’t mean to be so rude. I bit my tongue and let it slide and chalked it all up to a lovely case of “what goes around comes around.”

Gotta love karma.


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Noodle Breath

Kashton was a veritable utopia today, and the closest we came to having an emergency was Francine’s lost key. Alas, even this was resolved swiftly and without incident.

I was fishing in the river and you won’t believe what came nibbling at my hook.

It’s weird how much a key will look exactly like a fish when it’s down there swimming around in the current, I guess.

Needless to say, Francine was pretty happy. She’s quite dramatic, isn’t she?

I hung around after, to make sure she didn’t pass out. She didn’t.

I also made a mental note to later see if I can catch a peek of her dancing the mambo whilst nibbling fried rice. Who wouldn’t want to see that? But since I got the impression that was a guilty pleasure Francine enjoyed indulging in alone, I’ll have to stake her out later. Now where are my binoculars?


I took a trip into the city and got rid of those persistent pink shoes.

I went through a whole long series of outfits and WRONG shoe colors trying to get a color to match my new Cool Shirt from Gracie’s, that I haven’t been able to wear since I got it because my shoes keep on clashing! I eventually gave up and settled with whatever other-colored thing I was wearing.


This Kicks thing is really irritating me, lately, and I’m thinking I should maybe start keeping track of which outfits/hair colors produce which color shoes. I can’t recall ever seeing anybody studying this on any of the websites or any of the FAQ’s I’ve seen. It might be impossible to come up with a truly comprehensive guide because there are so many potential combinations, but perhaps a broad and general overview would be helpful.

When I got back to Kashton, Groucho wanted to play Hide-and-Seek. It’s always risky playing with him because he really hates to lose!

Derwin is a bit of a better sport about the whole thing.

And I didn’t take a picture when I found Peanut because, frankly, she didn’t say anything funny. Suffice it to say, though, I won this round! It’s been a while since I won a game of Hide-and-Seek.

The rest of the day was spent leisurely tending to my flowers, fishing and meandering around town, visiting with my friends. I stopped by Mac’s house to see how he was doing. He appears to have made a full recovery.

I got a little thrill when I discovered I had finally produced my first black rose.

And I couldn’t help but laugh at some of my townies:

Goose looks so funny with that KK shirt on, and Francine acting all coy in the background made me giggle.

Silly Derwin, he’s too cute! Even when he’s mad! Don’t worry, he wasn’t mad at me.

Then I bumped into Biskit, who, for some reason didn’t seem to believe me when I told him that I absolutely had NOT been eating noodles.

Oh, Biskit! I ♥LOVE♥ him so much! I have a huge secret crush on him, but I can tell he’s just not into serious relationships - at least nothing more serious than “best buds.”

*sigh*