Frugal or Frivolous?

I wanted to post something different-ish today. Okay. We have a customer who has two cars. One's license plate says "Froogal" the other, "Frivolous" (I can't remember how she abbreviates it.) Which one am I? I have often wondered if I am one of Dad's children who is good with their money like he always says we are. Sarah won't spend money unless she really has to. Does that mean I go on shopping sprees all the time? (no) But I like it when I get something new! Do I like spending money more than I like saving it? Alright, so I may not be Senorita Tight-Wad ;) but Dad has certainly trained me to be frugal. And I think I have learned the lesson well. The symptoms that we have listened to all Dad's lessons? When we say we need more clothes, we are excited about going to a thrift-store. You can get the best clothes for a pretty good price there! When someone says they got a new couch our first reaction is, "So who gave it to you?" or "Where did you find it?" When we (in our wildest dreams) think of getting a new 15 passenger, we immediately assume that Dad will find us a great deal on a used van. Another symptom- until I was 11 or so, I didn't know Taco-Bell sold anything but the 89 cent bean-burritoes or hard tacos. Now I know differently, but guess what? Those are still my favorite things to buy there! Yet another thing: when I decide that I'd like to keep my eye out for a particular item, I do not rush to the nearest store and buy that thing new. Dad has trained us to look in the Trading Post, on Craig's List, and places like that. I finally decided that I was pretty good with my money when last night I bought a 10 dollar Celtic folk-songs c.d. from Wal*Mart and spent nearly the whole drive home assuring myself that I could splurge 10 dollars on something I've wanted for awhile. So all this to say, thanks Dad for teaching us to think twice before taking out our wallets! -Rachel