Does anyone see anything very, um... outstanding in this photo?
--The Milk Maid says hotdamn, yummy, and ohmegawd! in her best O face.Monday night Jef and I went to bed around 10:30. We were still pretty tired from our weekend trip, however there was a definately opportunity to sneak in a dab of quickie sex so I pounced (literally!) on the opportunity.
As I am a woman who will go to great lengths to please her man I shimmied under the covers to participate in what B would call "Steak and BJ Night"... minus the steak. It was about that time I got a whiff of maple syrup.
Maple syrup? I said to myself as I, well- um, did what I was down there for. Why would Mr. Peeps smell like a pancake? I contemplated this riddle while doing my bidnez and I remembered a blog Becky had written about breast milk and how all her frozen stash of boob-juice smelled like maple syrup (sorry Becky, but yes I did think of you and your boobs while engaged in a sexual act-- Guess that makes me Uncle Pervy?). The odor was due to the fact she was taking a supplement called Fenugreek (which wreaks of syrupy goodness). Clarity! Jef is taking a heart health supplement and it contains fenugreek!
It brings a new meaning to the words "flap jack" doesn't it?
--The Milk Maid says damn I can't believe I blogged that!
At least we weren't doing this on Coaster furniture.
