Sigh, it has been a while since I last wrote an entry in this blog. I have been busy doing some knitting, taking care of my husband and trying to take care of myself. We have recently returned from a trip to Melbourne to visit DH's old stomping grounds and his oldest daughter. There was a bit of drama regarding his other children recently. He would love it if they would come to see him but they are children and it is a shame when one parent poison children against the other parent. There was a dispute between his younger children and their grandparents and as usual DH was used as a threat against them. We got a phone call from the children asking if it was okay for his youngest daughters to come for a visit. We said yes of course which set in motion a drama which resulted in the children not coming to visit.
You would think that service in the Big City (Melbourne) would be worse than in a small town. It is a given that service in Australia is different than in the US. I am a Black woman from the US married to an Australian. The US in various places can be a place full of racism but to be honest I have never experienced anything like the open hostility that I experience in the small town that we live in. If DH and I are together people will talk to him like I am invisible even when the service we are seeking has to do with me. I had to threaten to sue in the local Woolworth's because every time I went in the store I was accused of shoplifting by one particular shop assistant. That does not happen any more but clearly that store has some management problems because I will still be ignored at the deli if I am there without DH. There are only four businesses in the local area from which I/we get excellent service: Evoke Designer Yarn and Fabric, Gloria Jean's Coffee, Flightcentre, and EBGames.
To top it all off, I am having a bad case of knitter's block. I haven't knitted anything in a couple of weeks. I can't seem to decide what to make. I want to start some socks for DH, a hat for my son, and a scarf for my daughter. I think I am in the space that I find myself in when I have too many things to do and can't decide which thing to start. Common sense says get started on son's hat and daughter's scarf since I will be seeing them in a about a month when I go to the US for a visit but I am just blocked. I think I need to wander through the yarn store and find the right yarn and/or the right pattern. Or perhaps I need to give myself a swift kick to the bum and just start knitting. Maybe I will feel better and not so depressed.
Hi Rosie. I'm really sorry to hear that the small minded fools in your community are giving you a hard time. Sadly, in smaller Australian towns there is a propensity towards this type of thing. I think its called being stuck in the past...or perhaps having your head stuck up your...well you get the idea. When I first came to Australia as a 10yr old white girl I was confronted by such racism that I was bewildered and hurt. Now that I'm a much older white girl I'm still bewildered at the lingering racist attitudes in this country. I wish people were more open minded. Chin up honey, just remember, not all of as are bastards ;o) xo
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