Crossing the lawn in heels I wobble, but laugh and say I'm just here to aerate the soil. I too love layer cake with buttercream and like you, I don't quite know what to do after it's gone. Do you sometimes feel you skipped childhood because all your clothes were in somber colors like olive and grey? After a storm, tree limbs litter every street like the products of very long division. Perhaps the truest sentence I heard today was about putting two unlike things next to each other with no explanation whatsoever.