Just One of My Quirks

Brent makes fun of me for this one. Whenever we go out to eat, the person at the drive-through always gives us too many sauce packets. Rather than throw away perfectly good individual portion sized nonperishable flavoring, I have a (stockpile) gallon size ziploc bag that I toss them into. Well, tonight it came in handy. We are out of ketchup. How I managed to go to the grocery store three times last week, and still failed to pick up a bottle is beyond me. But all was not lost. Our nutritious dinner of hot dogs was saved due to my obsession with hording condiments.