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Georgia....the things I could tell you about Georgia. Ready for long journal comment-y rant? K, go!
So my cousin (who is a few months younger than me) got married last Thanksgiving at her daddy's country club in a small town in Georgia that happens to be the Carpet Capital of the World (not relavent, just funny). Yes, in other words, she made us fly into Atlanta on the busiest travel weekend of the year, rent a car and drive to this little shit hole town to watch her marry (I kid you not) a man named Jeb. The morning of the wedding we went out for coffee, or tea in my case because I gave up coffee years ago. So we go to this little coffee shop, where they have a framed 8 x 11 piece of paper over the register that reads something along the lines of this: "We should be thankful for:
Christopher Columbus for planting a cross on every island he landed on, and for Christianizing the heathens he found."
and a whole list along those lines. Then in big print it said: "THE SEPERATION OF CHURCH AND STATE MEANS THAT THE STATE CANNOT CONTROL RELIGION. CHRISTIAN VALUES MUST CONTROL THE STATE!"
So if that's not creepy enough, they called us "yankees" when they heard our accents. So my mom, god bless her, called them traitors. Well, the south did commit treason, after all.
Yes, small southern towns are weird. Thank god I live in a city.
Later in the day my grandmother told me that if I didn't get married soon I would never find a man to marry me, because I would be too old. To which I replied: "Yes Grandma, but I do live in Massachusetts, I could always marry a woman."
End rant!
Hope you are well.