Been shopping...

This morning I had to go out and get some supplies, when I got home and put them all on the table, they looked so good I decided to take a photo of them - don't they look yummy!

Also, my cute little purse must have snuck into the shot so as to appear in my blog!  Cheeky...

I have had a lovely morning, taking out all my children, with the wonderful company of my mother-in-law, & sisters-in-law Kate & Anna.  We all go and have coffee and talk about everything, and laugh and have a great time.  It seems that we must have been too happy for some people's social acceptability today, we were verbally abused - twice!

Who can believe it!  I was called to the front of the cue at McDonalds by the girl behind the counter, and a man in the que next to me decided it should be his turn instead, so he started yelling at me!  Now, I get VERY passionate about injustice - so I spoke back to him.  Which abusive people don't want you to do, you're supposed to bow down and cry - not me...

I turned and spoke to him like I would any misbehaving four year old and said "how rude!"  Well this incensed him, and he yelled again and called me every four letter word under the sun!  I was shaken inside, but I didn't show it, I won't let someone like that control me.  I carried on and just continued ordering the juice for the children, and the staff were very nice about it all.

Then later on someone yelled and swore at my mother-in-law because apparently Sean, my cute little blonde three year old was in his way.  Even if he was, (which he wasn't) I ask - was this an incredible failing on Mum's or three year old Sean's part?  A failing so severe that she deserved to be yelled at and called names?  No... 

Later I was thinking, this is a small unpleasant thing really, but there is a BIG principal.  There's often going to be someone in the shops who is rude and abusive when things don't go exactly their way.  The wisdom I have on this, is they cannot control the way I behave in response.  Sometimes it is best to ignore them, but today when this man started shouting at me and calling me names, I thought it was best to respond and show him that he could not make me be a naughty little girl.  He was in the wrong, not me.  This response I warn you, makes them angrier...  But as I said earlier, I have a lot of passion for justice, and I feel  that sometimes you have to speak up.

I even stuck up for a girl behind a counter once when a man started shouting at her because he reckoned something should be a different price....  

I figure if I let wrong happen in front of me, then perhaps I am condoning it...

Shell xx