Woe is me, pity me, pity me...

No, really, you don't have to. Well, not unless you want to. I don't recommend it.

I have what appears to be a pinched nerve in my back. All I can say is ow. And ow again. I hate being dependent on Thomas to get out of bed in the mornings. Monday morning, I tried to get out of bed on my own, and fell. I had to wait for Thomas to get out of the bathtub and help me up. Not pretty at all. The doctor is supposed to fit me in tomorrow, but who knows when. *sigh*

My 10 year High School reunion is tomorrow and Saturday. I'm ambivalent about it at this point in time. We're going to the football game tomorrow with a meet 'n greet at a local bar after that, and then a picnic at lunchtime on Saturday followed by the real reunion Saturday night. We shall see how interesting it is....