I'm BAAAAACK!
((My apoligizes for Candy's sudden dissapearence. My computer had to go under major fixin's n stuff (IhateGeekSquadRAWR), but now I will bring you your regularly scheduled redhead and daughter.))
Sorry I left so suddenly. I got a phone call that my brother was back. He's in the Navy, and I haven't seen him in years. When I heard he took leave, I couldn't really stop myself from rushing home. Good to see him. He loved the babe. More than disturbed by brest-feeding though.
Family. Woo.
So, my parents got to meet Anya. They flipped. Ha, I think I evaded most of the anger by their oggling their granddaughter and cooing 'n loving all over her will their parental-lovey-ness. All in all, it went better than expected.
They want to meet the father. I dunno how the hell that's gonna work.
Shortly after that, I headed back to Boston. Dawn has taken it upon herself to call herself, 'Auntie D', whenever she's around Anya. It's mildly disturbing.
Her and I are currently working on a mock CD cover. We don't get a really shint one yet. The company we're signed with wants to make sure we'll sell before they dedicate too much money to us. I don't like them much.
At least they're still being gracious about the whole taking-time-off-to-take-care-of-baby thing.
I've decided that those weird nipple-cup things are REALLy freakin' handy for public situations. MUCH easier to feed baby.
Also, diapers are the BEST Christmas gifts EVER. I got at least eight jumbo packs of 'Pampers' from friends. I literally found it to be one of the sweetest gifts. Ever.
I'm starting to get used to life without sleep. Hurray.
I need to get a new E string. Rawr on tuning without a tuner.
On a last note. Plaid rocks.
Sorry I left so suddenly. I got a phone call that my brother was back. He's in the Navy, and I haven't seen him in years. When I heard he took leave, I couldn't really stop myself from rushing home. Good to see him. He loved the babe. More than disturbed by brest-feeding though.
Family. Woo.
So, my parents got to meet Anya. They flipped. Ha, I think I evaded most of the anger by their oggling their granddaughter and cooing 'n loving all over her will their parental-lovey-ness. All in all, it went better than expected.
They want to meet the father. I dunno how the hell that's gonna work.
Shortly after that, I headed back to Boston. Dawn has taken it upon herself to call herself, 'Auntie D', whenever she's around Anya. It's mildly disturbing.
Her and I are currently working on a mock CD cover. We don't get a really shint one yet. The company we're signed with wants to make sure we'll sell before they dedicate too much money to us. I don't like them much.
At least they're still being gracious about the whole taking-time-off-to-take-care-of-baby thing.
I've decided that those weird nipple-cup things are REALLy freakin' handy for public situations. MUCH easier to feed baby.
Also, diapers are the BEST Christmas gifts EVER. I got at least eight jumbo packs of 'Pampers' from friends. I literally found it to be one of the sweetest gifts. Ever.
I'm starting to get used to life without sleep. Hurray.
I need to get a new E string. Rawr on tuning without a tuner.
On a last note. Plaid rocks.