Sunday evening

It's that time again.  Where has my day gone?  I have been so busy today that here it is, after midnight and I am just now sitting down to write my journal entry for today. 

Wes is sound asleep on the couch, sore foot on a (now thawed) ice pack.  He has no idea why his heel hurts, but he says it hurts to walk.  I figured I'd treat it as if it were inflammed, so I had him put an ice pack on it.  I've worked on a lot of "plantar fasciitis" (inflammed fascia in the bottom of the foot) in my massage profession and it can be pretty painful.  I don't know if that's it, but I figured it was worth a shot.  He won't die from it either way.

Katie just got off the phone with Matt.  She finished up her school project pretty late and when Matt called she took the phone in her room.  She is probably catching some zzzz's right now.  Betsy has long since gone to bed; and so has Robert. 

We went to Wal-Mart shopping after evening church tonight and Robert was a freak!  He made out the grocery list while I was at praise team practice.  He did a good job, but he then took control of the whole "shopping experience" just because he made the stupid list!  I usually insist on going grocery shopping alone, but he is starting a diet tomorrow and I thouht he might want some input into what we bring home this week.  Did you catch those 2 little words . . . SOME IMPUT!! . . .  Not "RUN THE SHOW!"  So anyway, the girls came with us and after special shampoo and conditioner for color treated hair, special "venus" razor cartridges, a CD that I promised Betsy, special high fiber, low calorie bread, sweatpants for Robert's new gym membership, etc. . . .We overspent!  Robert ranted and raved about how the kids are killing him! His words:  "I work my fingers to the bone so we can have a nice life, and the kids just continually suck me dry.  Week after week and we aren't accumulating any extra in savings because these "leeches" are sucking me dry.  What ever happened to sticking to a list?  What ever happened to buying Suave shampoo? " and on and on and on. . . .Can anyone relate?  What am I gonna do with him when the kids are gone and its just the two of us?  Oh my, I'll put that thought on a back burner. . . can't worry about that now!

I am going to bed!!  I am having trouble forming cohesive thoughts. ( I'm having trouble spelling cohesive).   I do have the dictionary right here, but too tired to look it up.  Good night everyone . . . .til tomorrow!