Hubby does all the driving, if he lets me drive, it is a signal something is seriously wrong and to get him to the hospital. My job is navigator. In the days before computers, I had all the maps on my lap. Made a boob or two, like the time I missed the turn-off in Baltimore for the tunnel and we had a scenic tour of Bethelem steel. Now I have mapquest print-out, and the "bitch" programmed (his GPS that Santa brought him last year). That gizmo is unbeleivable, it will direct you to anywhere, and as we do alot of craft fairs around New England, it is a big help in cities & towns we are not familar with. Not all promoters send directions to the vendors. We call it the "bitch" because the promts can drive you nuts sometimes, so he yells at it "shut up bitch!"

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