What I really want for Christmas is my sense of smell back.
And to celebrate that, I want a set of those markers that we had as kids – you know, the ones that smell like the color. The orange one smelled like orange and the blue one smelled like blueberry.
I distinctly remember the day in kindergarten when we had been deemed responsible enough to color with markers. And one of my tablemates turned to me … with a giant blue marker spot on the tip of her nose.
But mostly, what I want for Christmas is not to feel like death on a stick. Perhaps magic markers would help with that.