So, my daughter asked for Oreo Balls instead of a birthday cake. Yeah, she's awesome...because Oreo Balls are a gift from the universe to mankind.
As I started marking the balls, I had to rummage through cabinets - first for the food processor, then for the attachments and for the large mixing bowls.
We have a lot of stuff. I don't want a lot of stuff.
This week, I'm purging - donating - junking all the extra stuff. Stuff I don't need or use. Stuf that makes me feel bad.
All that from an Oreo Ball.