Milking cows. Squeezing oranges.
Take a look at my Alameda Real Estate blog The Second Story I'm not sure if offered the opportunity, I would accept the offer to milk a cow. Maybe I could hook the cow up to those machines, but I'm quite sure it would take some time to train me to do it properly. However, this past week I was given some oranges from a neighbor's tree. They looked great: round, big, and I've heard through the grapevine (maybe the orangevine), that they are juicy. Since the first of this year, I've been clearing out stuff that's in my house, that I don't/won't use anymore. One of those items is on the top shelf of one my kitchen cabinets...tall enough that I needed to get more than a step stool to get it down. Since I had the oranges I decided to get the juicer off the top shelf and onto the countertop. I think my son and daughter-in-law gave this to me several years ago, with the best of intentions of me using it. Step 1 done. I had about 20 pieces of fruit