Arrival: First Visit to the Sawyers

Wednesday night was the first visit to the Sawyer home. I explained that according to the J-L-P I needed to eat a large, high-carb dinner. When she finished rolling her eyes, Genevive generously offered to cook a meal for me at her parents house in Gig Harbor. This was very kind, and also allowed me to meet John and Terri Sawyer. However after me long journey, and starved of sleep, I was not at my most eloquent. Babbling incoherently about the J-L-P and my need to keep going until at least 10 o'clock, while staying alert with physical and mental stimulation. A couple of swiftly guzzled bottles of Guiness did nothing to ameliorate the situation. John and Terri responded to this situation in completely different ways. Terri smiled and nodded and tried her best to understand just what the heck I was going on about. John went to find his beer can chicken broiler to show me. Um. I know its an over-used expression but really... only in America.