Only in Georgia

Since we have lived down here there are things we have done that I have thought "Wow, nowhere but in GA" some have been good experiences while others I just shake my head and think I definitely could have done without ever doing that. I have had a couple of these experiences in the past week or so, and so I thought I would blog about them.
Only in Georgia:
1) Can you pick up a bag of mulch at Walmart only to get 5 minutes down the road and have a 4 year old yelling "Mom there's a monster back here" So I went and got some red mulch to spruce up our flower beds in the front (the red color just never lasts from season to season) and apparently there was a stowaway on the mulch. A lizard. Zach has seen a million lizards in his 4 year life span. In fact, they like to sit on the outside of his window on the screen and he will sit for hours and watch them crawl up and down but if there is even a slight possibility that they COULD touch him he freaks out, which lands us back in my minivan with him hysterical over a lizard who was clearly more scared of his (cause he was in hysterics). By the time i got to a place where I could get the car to the side of the road ( i was hysterical by this time too only I was laughing so hard I was crying) Zachary was full on screaming about this lizard that turned out to be your garden variety gecko looking thing no bigger than 2 inches. I guess that this could happen pretty much anywhere there are lizards, however tonight Joshua had a musical at school and as we were pulling out of the school parking lot Zachary starts screaming again about a monster in the back and Joshua is laughing and saying "look mommy a lizard on the window, is that on the inside?" which of course threw Zachary into further hysterics. I pulled over and got the lizard out of the car. Seriously? Twice in two days? And before you ask, I'm sure it wasn't the same lizard, they were different colors.
2) Have you ever played a rousing game of catch the frog? Pretty much every October I get to play this game about once a week. The frogs come out, tree frogs, toads, bullfrogs. And they croak and they scare the begeezus out of me when I walk outside and they jump in front of me. Inevitably, one of these little buggers get into the house about once a week and I have to spend the time trying to catch it cause it thinks you're trying to kill it when in reality you just want it to get out of the house.
Georgia is an interesting place to live. I don't particularly care for Georgia, in fact I hate it here. It's been almost 4 years and as I've hoped for it to grow on me it hasn't. So i'm trying to turn over a new leaf. Find the positives. But as of right now I'm pretty positive that I can't wait for the Navy to tell us to go elsewhere.