I've already indicated that I grew up in a very strict setting and was not allowed to do any of the stuff kids can do these days. Besides, it was a different era and in my day it wasn't so much the piercings or hair colour, it was the hippies and they followed their own path.

When I turned 40, I decided to get my ears pierced. When I told my Mom and Dad about it and the first words out of my Dad's mouth were "What do you want to do that for?? Sticking holes in your ears won't make you any different." I just sighed and walked away. Did it anyway and it took 2 nieces to hold me down. (Pain and I don't get along very well.)

The point of this story is that I couldn't understand Dad's statement because looking different wasn't what I was after and everyone wears earrings. And even at the age of 40 he was still trying to tell me what to wear. **sigh** the older generation!! Guess I'll be there someday.

Richard, M & M's?? I was given a pack of them one day and was asked to put them in alphabetical order. Took me all day.