Hmm. General dayness. :)

This is actually shaping up to be a really good visit with his parents, for me and for Scott as well. Breakfast this morning was good, though his dad was getting impatient by the time we were seated (they didn't have many tables they could put 5 at, so some who can after us in groups of 1-2 got seated first).

We had a booth, with a chair on the end, which his father took since it would be easier for him than getting in and out of the booth. Scott's mother and I sat on one side of the booth, facing Scott and his brother. The conversation was good for the most part, though there were a couple moments that set my teeth on edge. (Crepes on the menu. His mother tells me - the thought triggered by the menu - that I should make crepes because they are really easy. Then she says Scott really likes them, right Scott? I don't like crepes, or cooking, and he's never mentioned wanting them - nor did he order them; he ordered a waffle. It just set my teeth on edge, as if because she loves domesticity, so should I. If Scott asks me to make crepes, I might. But he's just as likely to do it himself if he really wants them - and he'd probably get better crepes that way. The other one that sticks in my mind was being told we should grow trees and grapes in our back yard after we get rid of the blackberries. But I don't want to have to deal with fruit. I'm sure they would like being able to do that, but it's not what we want. That one was more amusing, though.)

Ah, well, it happens. The food was good, we had a window that looked out at a very pretty little ivy-and-berry-encrusted gully, and most of the conversation was nice.

Then we got into what to do for the day. And I realized that most of what I like would not be a good thing for his parents - too much walking, and/or too many things depending on fine vision (the former a mild issue and the latter a more significant one, for his father). Scott suggested the forestry museum and seeing what happened from there - they actually got their wine yesterday, so no wineries - and they were talking like we were going to leave and meet for dinner, which I wasn't averse to since I didn't really want to wander the forestry center again.

He really wanted to spend the day with them, so what we actually did was all drive over to D's where his brother lives and drop his brother off so that he could sleep (since we'd picked him up at the end of his all-night shift to go to breakfast), at which point Scott got into his parents' van and I took the car and came home.

I'm not sure if it's politic or not but it works really nicely. Tonight we'll go up for dinner, and give Scott's brother a ride up - it will let him sleep as late as possible, though he still won't have a full eight hours. Hopefully he'll feel a bit better then, he was very groggy during breakfast, strangely. *G*