No Hairdog on Ms. Hairdog action this weekend, but we did have an interesting conflict. We had to drive from a picnic to a nearby farm. She was driving. I had not listened to the directions. Her car was on "Empty," which is an issue that has come up before, and which she knows bothers me.
So we're driving, and she starts asking me where to turn. I have no idea. She gets all mad at me because I wasn't listening to the directions, and now we're going to run out of gas. She even blames the low fuel level on me, saying that we got a late start to the picnic because of me (I had forgotten the cole slaw) which precluded her from getting a fill-up. I just told her that I had already apologized for forgetting the slaw, that we ought to go back to the picnic and follow the other cars to the farm, and that, hopefully, we won't run out of gas. We end up going back to the picnic to follow the other cars to the farm.
At the farm, she comes up to me and apologizes for her ranting at me. This is a pretty big 180 for her. Normally, she'd just ignore it, and go on with the day.
Nothing much more of note happened this weekend. But it was definitely better than last weekend.
