Been just over a year

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I grew up with the hype: drink your milk. At one point I even knew where that milk came from: from Lisa, the very aged Guernsey that Jones the butcher sold to Dad. Dad hid her behind the barn cause he thought she looked terrible. He'd feed her super good grain and nope, still skinny for a senior cow. But its been a year with hardly any milk or butter or cheese and you know what? I am still here and apparently okay since my blood pressure is in good order and I've lost over 35 pounds. I also grew up with sweet milk. Mom did not care that I put sugar on already sweet cereal. So I grew to love sweetened milk, preferably cocoa. I could and did drink quarts of the stuff. I have quit the swill before but last year I said enough! And meant it for that day then the next and the next. Every so often I continue to indulge in a banana cocoa almond milk shake but no cow milk. And no white, refined sugar. Bye bye childhood!