September 6, 2015
Barb and I had a wonderful little encounter the other day. We had to go shopping and as we approached the car, Barb said, “Do you want me to drive or do you want to drive?” Now we have a history of both wanting to drive and it is a little competition between us. So I said, half in jest, “Well it depends on which seat you want to drive from?” Because, you see, Barb is a terrible back seat driver. “Just for that” she said, “I’m going to drive.” She started the car and …