I would like to tell you about the budget Brad Pitt lookalike we ran into the other day (oo… he thought he was HAWT), or about the very obnoxious woman who was the complete and total embodiment of a clucky hen and whose obnoxious conversation was so loud I couldn't hear the thoughts inside my own head.
I would like to tell you about my impending travel plans (going out west for the weekend for a wedding, whee!), or about many other random things such as the virtues of using a French press over using a regular drip brew for instance (richer flavor, pleasant grounds sensation on tongue).
But I can't. I cannot because I can barely concentrate on typing and well, okay, watching "Bones".
But there is also the sciatica shooting up and down my left leg, making things ever so geriatrically difficult. I will never again roll my eyes and chuckle when people mention sciatica. I never, ever will.
Anyway, now you know. And, oh yeah– ow.
A Daily Dose of Zen Sarcasm! 
My mom has dealt with that a LOT since being diagnosed with MS… not nice stuff!
Hope that sciatica is better this morning. It won’t help with that, but I do have a little award for you at my blog :-).
http://www.3rsblog.com/2008/09/love-love-love-hearts-and-blogs.html
Hope you’re feeling better by now, if not maybe you should give a chance to an osteo to work his/her magic on you. That’s often that only thing that will help me with those pains…
Oh, no. That sounds so painful. I promise I am not rolling my eyes or chuckling.
I hope you’re doing better by now.
I know what you’re going through. I’m sorry your suffering. š¦