What kind of lazy am I?

That's what I asked myself this weekend. I was at the farmers' market and knew I had to make a separate stop on the way home to get Robbie some orange juice. I didn't really want to; I just wanted to get my produce and go straight home. So how happy was I to see local oranges back in season and for sale? Whew! No extra stop needed! I'd make fresh squeezed juice and get by for the day. So, it's a good kind of lazy, right?
The local variety is another thing that reminds me of St. Lucia. Definitely not your deep orange, thick rind, softball-sized Mainland variety. They're smaller, have a light orange-yellow shade, a thin rind and pith, and are heavy with juice. Even the pith around the inner wedges is thin. I liked the juice we had on Sunday, but I actually think Noel and Robbie prefer the carton.