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???"


5 comments:

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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