We were out to the Almond Blossom Festival this weekend and as we were walking back to the car, I pitched the keys to The Princess and said, “You drive.”  She said, “Nah – You’re alright.”  Then tossed ’em back to me. She has driven the car once since we moved to California a month ago…and I wasn’t even in it!

I can’t figure out why women don’t like to drive with their man in the car?  Don’t get me wrong, I like driving, I prefer to drive because it makes me feel powerful and in control.  But who’s really more powerful?  The chump behind the wheel or the person being chauffeured everywhere?

Now that I think about it – driving is a chore. It’s much nicer to have someone else do it.

When you go somewhere as a couple…who drives?  You or your other half?