They call me... Pixie Stick

So in the Air Force people earn “call signs” (which if you’ve seen Top Gun you know what I’m talking about). Even if you’re not a pilot, if you do something crazy/outlandish/different, etc, then you get a call sign that is going to stick with you. Well I am officially Pixie Stick (Pixie for short). I suppose I should explain… Last nite I had a bit of a sugar buzz after dinner, and it was great! I was quite uh happy to say the least and had a lot of fun laughing. I opened a few packages from my Cell group and Kerrin and I must say I was extremely excited! Every little thing amused me and the guys were in awe of how I came to life after some sugar (ok a lot of sugar). I was laughing so hard that when I stopped I had a headache that lasted into this morning! I don’t know what a hang over feels like, but the guys I work with say that I was drunk on sugar and that’s my version of a hangover. It was quite comical. In addition to the nickname, one of the guys said, “Sugar is a good thing Ma’am, except when it comes to you, then sugar becomes bad unless in moderation!” I truly am just a happy person, but sugar does help hehe!