I have an unusual and maybe abnormal love for Sharpies! I don’t know exactly when it started but it was a couple of years ago. We couldn’t get Sharpies here in South Africa until last year sometime which only added to my obsession.
You know when you can’t get something (Peanut Butter M&Ms, Starburst, good stickers, Sonic Route 44 Diet Coke with crunchy ice, Chick-fil-A), but who’s counting? When you can’t get something, it only adds to the obsession. When you rely on people coming to SA or your yearly Christmas stocking stuffer to get your Sharpies, your heart pounds when one begins to lose its color or you can’t find the color in the plethora of Sharpies or you’re convinced that your children are hiding them from you.
Now, David just asked me (appallingly I might add) if I was blogging about Sharpies. And what that had to do with anything. Grace and I both answered, “Everything.” (She’s well trained).
And I could try and bring something spiritual into this (because isn’t that what missionaries are supposed to do?), but I won’t. I just wanted to share my love of Sharpies and all other things listed that you can’t get here in South Africa that I may or may not obsess about.
Thanks for listening to the rant.
Up next Monday….another missionary Monday