I went. I saw. I returned.
I'm really exhausted.
On the drive back to Rochester, I pulled into a parking lot, and slept in the car for a good hour. One of my more enduring traits/habbits. If I start getting tired behind the wheel, I pull over and sleep. ANYWHERE: waysides, side streets, Wal-marts are good, McDonalds are excellent.
The godparents wore me out.
The visit went without difficulty. There wasn't a mass execution, or probing questions. It was a civilized meeting. I find the godparents to be of a sophistication that I am not used to, but can rise to the moment. We had quite the enjoyable time: went to a few museums, had a few cocktails, and went to a high school play. They are opinonated and don't surgar coat too many things, which is breath of fresh air. Plus, they are democrats. YIPPIE.
As an adult, having a slumbar party with individuals whom one isn't necessary "close" to, or have seen in years, who your are not comfortable with-can cause some anxiety.
imyaj understood this-better than what I could explain. Which was the cause of my plain uneasyness prior to embarkation to the situation.
The bible on the kitchen table didn't help matters either.
But I find them to be interesting, and hope to run into them again-real soon.