Today I picked up DG and took her to physical therapy and then on to work. Later in the early afternoon as I was driving her to do her banking and other errands and then on home I asked her where we were headed first....

DG: I'm not the captain of this ship. You.... are the captain... You are driving.

Me: Okay then.....

DG: Get the bank bag out of the back seat and drive through the bank and make the deposit.

Me: No problem.

Leaving the bank drive thru....

DG: Now swing around the back of this block and come around on C avenue and stop at the accountants office.

Me: Done

Leaving the accountants office...

DG: Turn up here and drop off these packages and check the post office box.

Leaving the post office parking lot...

DG: Go out the exit and turn right.... there is a gas station right down the street.

Me: Evidently I am not the captain of this ship after all....

DG: Why are you driving all hurky-jerky... slow down.

Me: Yes Captain

We ride in silence for a short distance...

DG: This is a school zone...  and please refer to me as El Capitan in the future.

Now, it appears, I am some pirates wench... I'll be lucky if none of the dogs have a patch over one eye when I get home. Little Jackie has already been running with one peg-leg as of late...

As a side note... DG is doing very good. Her rehab went good today and she actually liked it. Three weeks post surgery today.