I met Phylly for lunch at Applebee's today. It is the Applebee's that I ate at years ago and decided it was horrible, so I have not been back until today. I guarantee, it will be NEVER before I visit that place again! It was worse than the last time. The dress code at that place evidently requires you have giant holes in your ears, and at least, 20 tattoos up and down your arms, and another odd piercing or two located someplace on your head! One guy had what looked like bright lime green wire coiled through his earlobes about 3 times. Lovely! Those people scare me, and I sure don't want them waiting on me.
My own grandson has those big holes in his ears, and I HATE them! He knows it too. For awhile, he covered them up when in my presence, but now he proudly displays them AND his tattoos on Facebook. I never see him in person since he is now a teenaged father, and his girlfriend doesn't like me. How DARE I suggest she might go back to High School after getting pregnant at 16 years old -- among other things I don't approve of.
America is looking more and more like a heathen nation -- to me.
Notice the gray and black zipper bags.
I have them both full also.
One has headpins.
One has beading wires.
The fishing tackle-type box came with it too.