Saturday, January 15, 2011

Sleepless In Insanity

Last night at work...which is to say, Thursday at about 2:30 AM...which is my, " last night" but your 2 nights ago. Now that were all clear about that... Eh hmm.

Anyway, whenever it was that wasn't tonight, and by that I mean, not last night but the night before your last night; because it's 5:00 AM, so my last night is different than yours, theoretically. A great word, theoretically, my boys all use it by 4 years old, it makes preschool teachers eyes pop. Um, where was I going. Oh, so our office is under construction, everything is torn up and some walls are temporarily made of plastic that, I swear, breaths.

It is a little creepy most nights but last night (shudder), super creepy! I kept hearing rustlings and whisperings. Scenes from the movie, The Sixth Sense kept flashing through my head. I got so creeped out (Creeped out is another fun phrase for preschool teachers) at one point that I followed Steve The Housekeeper around for 15 minutes so I didn't have to be alone. Ummm, NO! Of course I don't think that creeped Steve out at all, much.

Tonight (don't worry I'm sure my previous excellent explanation will suffice) I decided to Google soup. The point was, to take my mind off the breathing plastic walls and find some great soup recipes to get me through January.

I mentioned in the previous post that my boys don't think much of soup as a meal, so I did a search for kid friendly soup.

This was the result.

Octopus Soup for dinner boys. Buwahhahaha!

I can't stop laughing for the past three hours. Ummm, NO I don't think Steve The Housekeeper is at all nervous about my insane cackling, "Are you Steve? Steve???"


Kristina P. said...

That is awesome! Haha.

Mr. and Mrs. Nurse Boy said...

Um.... gross! And, creepy! Theoretically that is.

I don't know how in the world you do it!!! I hope a sweet night... or day... of sleep comes your way soon. Like 12 dreamy hours! ;0)

Mrs. NB

Barbaloot said...

Ew-that soup is way more creepy than breathing walls!

Mark said...

The office does make strange noises at night. When i was a graveyard x-ray tech umptten bajillion years ago, there was no office lady...we had to do it all. I would sit in that office and hear things. In fact, i wrote stories about things I kind of saw out of the corner of my eye, things I heard. So use those noises to fuel your creativity, Susan! Remember, the office is our friend!

Nana said...

I think you should take Steve some of that soup. You will scare him to death!

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