This weekend, to meet the baby. I ave absolutely nothing in common with them. They are super nice, but very quiet and very conservative.
Rural Missouri, meet downtown Seattle.
Hopefully they've realized that I'm not going to "bring their son to the Light," and will stop pestering me. They bring a Bible and The Book of Luther for us every time they visit. Last time they visited and tried to find a church for us all to attend, I told them that my participation in organized religion ended when my mom died and i learned that my asshole grandfather was a minister, an adulterer, and a child abuser. I was 7. 30 years later, I'm still not interested. That seemed to shut them up, but we'll see if they remember.