Pixy Stix

I love candy.

One of the very first things I ever learned about my best friend Aimee was that she loved sour candy, especially sour gummy worms. And she has to eat candies by the twos. Meaning she has to eat two M&Ms or one gummy worm and bite it in half so that she can chew one on each side. It's even that way. I'm a threes kind of girl. I eat candy in threes. One on each side and then bite the third one in half. There is something rebellious about eating candy in threes instead of twos.

My all time favorite candy bar is Snickers. My boyfriend knows this about me. In fact, his favorite candy bar is Snickers as well (and Reeses). The one gift he's given me the most is Snickers...or caramels. :)

Candy and I go way back. We have a lot of good memories. My cousin and I used to have a hidden candy stash in her room. The second drawer in her desk. Every time I went over to her house (which was about every other week), she would have some new candy that we would stay up late and eat. However, the only downside was that her brother knew where the candy drawer was too. If ever there was something missing, we would yell at Dan.

Two pinks in my Starburst pack! My cousin Sara and I would stay up late, eating candy, making weird concoctions with candy and popcorn and more candy. We would drink lots of pop, paint our nails, and talk about boys. And then we would record ourselves and listen to us acting like weirdos. The strangest concoction we ever made was boiling Mountain Dew and then adding sour gummy worms. Then we froze it and drank it. Oh, we also made "vanilla" pudding with sour gummy worms as well.

Fun Dip and Pixy Stix were the best. We would eat the stick in the Fun Dip and then chug all the sugar from the package until we bounced off the walls (literally).

Aimee and I would eat sour gummy worms until the package was gone. Until we found a new sour candy: Zips. Unfortunately there was only one place that carried them. They were a rare commodity. There have been many a saved road trip though, thanks to Airhead Extremes. The sugary sour rainbow belts of super awesome goodness!

Ice fishing with my cousins always consisted of more candy than was necessary. The old-fashioned raspberry hard candies, with the raspberry filling. The hard ribbon candy. Playing my air-guitar to "Sadie Hawkins' Dance" blasting from the fish house. And having my uncle drive us around the ice, spinning in circles in their Jeep. Eating so much chocolate that we swore we saw a ring around the moon.

Cadbury cream eggs. That's all I have to say. They were my favorite Easter candy. No chocolate bunnies or solid chocolate eggs or even robins' eggs. I got one once that was completely solid cream on the inside. It wasn't liquidy or creamy or anything. I was so disappointed that the following Easter I refused to eat one. I don't think I've had one since. Not because I don't like them, but because I don't think anyone knows that I do.

If I could eat candy with every meal I would. I want to make my own candy some day. I don't even know why I love it so much. The soft sweetness of chocolate...with peanuts (mmm, Mr. Goodbar) to the sweet tang of sour anything (Pixy Stix). It makes me wonder if the saying "you are what you eat" is really true. If so, I am sweet, tangy, sour, and sometimes nutty. ;P