Dennis drives me everywhere. He's very good about it, but I do wish I didn't have to rely on him so much. I think one of the things that bothers me most is the little things, like running out for milk. Or, if I'm in the middle of cooking a nice suprise dinner for him after a hard day of work and its put on hold because I suddenly realize I didn't have as much flour as I thought. I can't just run out for it, I won't have dinner ready and on the table for him like I wanted. He, of course doesn't mind, but it's those little things that really get to me.