Got Milk?

Trader Joe's cream top milk was her favorite.  In my periodic stabs at being healthy, I'd sometimes pick up skim by mistake.  This did not make for a happy Janet.  She liked her milk unhomogenized, with big clots of buttery cream sticking to the sides.  She was all in favor of pasteurization (given her immune system, she'd be silly not to be), but didn't get why milk had to be homogenized.

I think there's a metaphor for the way she lived her life in there somewhere, but perhaps that would be reaching.  Mostly, Janet was pro-butterfat.

Not that I need it, but I picked up a quart today, just because.  Cheerios, raspberries and chunky cream for breakfast.  It'll make a good breakfast, though I might eat before the official Janet Wake Up Time of nine am.

Janet was pretty amazing about finding four leaf clovers. Patience coupled with the "orange stare". She explained the latter as term for the way that orangutangs spotted oranges. They just unfocussed their eyes and soaked in the environment, enabling them to spot otherwise camouflaged oranges by not concentrating their vision on the obvious. She told me that she'd heard that on a nature documentary. But I've never seen it referred to elsewhere. I don't think she was fibbing, though. And she sure could find those clovers.

Side note, yes, it's been a while since I posted here. Might start doing it again. Or not. Sometimes it helps, some things I prefer to keep private. You know how that goes.