I have problems with Soup.  It’s kinda sad.  It is a rare occasion that I can eat soup without burning my mouth.  If I ate soup at the same time in any day, week, month, etc…..you could set all of the atomic clocks in the world on my burning my mouth.

Happened today.  Friday means clam chowder.  I layer my cup of soup…….scoop of chowder, layer of shredded cheese (yeah yeah – hence the chunky issues….like I’m new here), then another scoop of chowder and topped with a layer of cheese.

Here was the following conversation with my husband:

dottie012: buwn my mouf
dottie012: buwn my mouf
dottie012: buwn my mouf
dottie012: ouwie
dottie012: ouwie
dottie012:
Bucknkd313: you need like a bicycle helmet when you eat soup
dottie012: it’s kinda sad
Bucknkd313: how you have never learned how to do that in your whole lifetime I just don’t understand
dottie012: soup excites me
dottie012: I just want to eat it’s yummy goodness
Bucknkd313: that’s kinda your “I like peezza, steve” thing
dottie012: it kinda is
dottie012:
Bucknkd313:like you are a soup-tard
dottie012: I can’t deny it
Bucknkd313: “bus driver, bus driver! I wan da hot sooop!”