I smell like pancakes. Well, not pancakes exactly, but the delicious pure maple syrup that goes on top. I am not weirded out or surprised by it. I planned it that way.

See? I heard about this stuff called Fenugreek on the radio one day. Supposedly this radio chick was taking it and she didn’t need to use deodorant anymore, cause she naturally smelled like brown sugar or maple syrup or yummy or whatever. Then I heard about it the next day and the day after that and then another day.

I was intrigued, but not intrigued enough to actually go out and buy some. So, I did what I do with anything I am mildly curious about and I googled it. Ok, well, it turns out that this stuff is mainly used to aid in lactation for breastfeeding mothers. I am a mother, but seeing as D is 14, I no longer breastfeed.

Then I read that Fenugreek also has one billion other positive health benefits, like lowering cholesterol and keeping blood sugar levels down and other positive lady-y stuff.

So one day I happened to have a doctor hanging out at my house and I asked him about it. He only knew about the lactating thing, but said if it was safe for new moms it would be safe for me, so go ahead and try it! Granted, this doctor smokes electric cigarettes in ridiculous amounts, but still goes outside and smokes old fashioned ones. So, not the healthiest of doctors.

Whatever, he was a doctor, so I took his advice and went to my local hippie store to buy some Fenugreek. I started taking it about two weeks ago and didn’t notice anything immediately.

THEN! Dance started back up and I sweated for the first time in weeks. Damned if I didn’t smell like pancakes.

I think I’ll keep wearing deodorant for now though.