The Benjamins

Last night, Dan's grandparents and Dad took us out to dinner. (they mostly wanted to see Josh, and we just tagged along!) Their favorite place is The Old Spaghetti Factory, which is yummy. Now, I used to live with these people for a bit and I learned a lot about them, which includes how frugal they are. (stay with me...) Grandma M. cuts her dryer sheets in 1/2 to prolong their use, as well as uses grocery sacks as garbage sacks. We were emptying garbages twice a day. This woman is not young or full of energy, yet she will spend an ENTIRE Saturday traveling to each grocery store to get the best deals she saw in the paper. (I am lucky to make it to even one store each week) She even drove up to Ogden once because she heard their corn prices were the best.

We were happy to have been invited to go to dinner with them, don't get me wrong. This is what stuck me as funny though. As the grandparents were taking care of the check, Dan and I see them pull out a $100 bill and smack it on the check-tray. It is rare for us to see good ol' Franklin, and there he was staring at us after leaving the grandparents' wallet. (of all people's)

"It's all about the Benjamins!"