Just Because Your Cat Has Kittens in the Oven, Doesn't make them Biscuits

Where am I from? It is easy to answer, New Jersey. I visit New Jersey and they say, I am from Georgia. It's simple for them, I no longer live there, I live in Georgia. Ummm.....so when I am in Georgia, I am from New Jersey because I am not from there.

Georgia is so different from any world I have ever lived in. Really there should be a culture education upon entry to this state. Similar to what you get when you live overseas. This is okay, this is offensive.... Hey, we are all Americans. But not all Americans are created equal.

February 1996 I believe is when my journey South began. I arrived here from, Ft. Riley, Kansas and I was pregnant with my second child. I'd spend that year in Augusta, Ga. my little girl would be born there and at 8 months flown to Korea to spend a year. Then return to Ga.

I was educated by a southerner when this kid was an adorable jumping around little girl had her son following her. For me, they were kids and happy playing and running around while he had scouts and she had brownies.

This woman met me in Walmart and educated me that although my daughter was raised in the south particularly Georgia, she wasn't a southerner because "Just Because Your Cat has Kittens in the Oven, doesn't make the Biscuits." I was puzzled, and it dawned on me a while later that the Southern Bitch had just showed me that Georgia born and breed women could be far worse than any woman I had ever dealt with in New Jersey. I was shocked to say the least that my child was considered less than desirable to her as any future relationship. Wow, just wow, as I realized she could be so nice and kind to males from other states but my daughter, had no place near her son.

I never saw America as being so backwards as that day. My daughter is free to like or not like anyone, but I tell her we are called to love all people. That doesn't mean you have to like them, but love them because they are people and part of the human race is something I have taught her over the years. What doesn't like, is important for me to hear and know. I ignored this woman's ignorance and noticed that it wasn't my daughter that had any interest in her son, he would follow her given the opportunity. I was thankful when all relationships halted with this family for reasons of moving on in life.