Entry FeedA few weeks ago there was an article in MacLean's asking if GPS was helping or hurting your marriage. There were couples who used to argue about directions when driving - to them, GPS is a saviour. Other couples, like us, have the wife as the navigator and co-pilot; now we find ourselves usurped by the sexy electronic voice, and notice that our husbands actually listen to her more then they ever did to us.
Saturday we were driving to a family BBQ out in Oakville. Husband has been to the Aunt's house many, many times over the past 15 years. However, he has some sort of mental block against the location.
This drives me crazy. He can find his relatives homes without even an address. While driving there he will get directions from complete strangers which are so cryptic, yet he finds their homes again and again.
Husband is a country boy - I am city girl. This is the difference. He uses landmarks to navigate, "Go past the three cranes and turn left a the two blue silos." Seriously.
I am used to addresses and street names (shocking, isn't?)
Somehow, looking for addresses and street names boggles his mind. Husband has an Honours Geography B.A. and a pilot's license. Plus one of his jobs included driving around the city for years. I would say that Husband has the best sense of direction of anyone whom I have ever met, ever!
Yet, when I tell him where to go, he calls me a backseat driver. Saturday I kept my mouth shut, as he drove by the exit to my aunt's house. Then I asked where he was planning on turning off the highway.
He asked if I would know where to go if her took the next exit. Of course, I answered. He took it, and I directed him. Our GPS was at home on the computer table, having been freshly charged.
The best part was that he actually made his mistake seem like his plan - since the Canadian Open was on a Glen Abbey, he didn't want to take the right exit because it would have been too busy...
Gee, honey. Next time I'll bring the GPS!
No, but I could see how facebook could!