What kicks me is that I was not only at a dollar store but also Michael’s Arts and Crafts yet I didn’t pick up any white buttons for the Mike Nesmith cap I’ve been working on for the past week.

I dreamt a woman told me she was at the end of her lifecycle and because she was jumping off early, she would be reincarnated into whatever body they had available, “Such as a bowl of jello or a slug.” She didn’t seem to mind this so terribly which I thought was quite wonderful since it gave me a belly ache thinking about ending up as a bowl of jello.

On Sunday my mother made an incredible bread pudding. Instead of bread she used pound cake. It was so delish! When I asked her for the recipe she said she whipped a couple of eggs together with a can of condensed milk. In a small pan she layered the pound cake. She then drizzled the egg and milk mixture over the pound cake slices. She baked it at an unknown temperature for an unspecified amount of time. Voila! Incredible pound cake pudding.