Too much pressure!

WARNING! Rant ahead!!!!
If you're still reading this then you're on your own --- don't say I didn't warn you. I'm ranting. Gee, this blog could be great therapy!
First off, my lovely sister called me today. You see, she reads my blog every day because she has no life of her own (actually, I think she just gets her jollies from reading about what a sucky mom I can be!). She wanted to let me know that she reads it every day and that lately (or was it just today?) I have not been making my posts quickly enough for her liking. Like I need that kind of pressure in my life! Now I have to force myself to be creative on a time schedule! WHATEVAH! Hi Dawn!!!! XXOO
OK, now on to the ranting (no, the above was not a rant -- it was close to a snit, but not even that).
I'm hot at this moment. And no, it's not my age -- which I almost wish! No, no sign of THAT yet. With my luck I'll be buying feminine products into my 80's!!!! Sheesh!!! Wait -- that's a totally different rant --- don't make me go there. I could rant for a while on that topic.
I'm hot and I've been hot all day. Well, not all day, just since my freakin' long tennis match today. Margot and & I started this match at 11:30 a.m. and we finished at 2:30 p.m. And where we live --- it's hellishly hot still!!! And more hellishly humid. We are the people whom you read about in the newspaper or hear about on the evening news: "Four women were taken by life flight to the nearest hospital today when they suffered from severe heatstroke". You know --- those people that make you say, "What kind of moron plays tennis in this heat?! Have they no brains?! Survival of the smartest and that's not them!". Don't deny it, you know you think that. Well, we won, finally. Had to go 3 sets. After the first set I was ready to throw the towel in on my tennis "career". Then we came back from 3-5 to win the 2nd set (7-5). Then we won the third. I guess I'll play a bit more. :)
But dang, I'm hot. Got home at 2:45, showered and headed out the door to rehearsal, which started at 3:30. Left rehearsal to go sit in the heat for son #3's football game. On to 2nd rant:
We were the home team today and the other team's parents (the 3rd middle school in our town) sat on OUR side --- in the shade!!! Those weenies!!!!!!! All of "other" parents couldn't believe they couldn't take the heat on their own side. They left their little cheerleaders and band all alone over there. Wimps.
Third rant: When you purchase your ticket to get in to the game they stamp your hand. With PERMANENT ink! I hate this stamp because I can't get rid of it for 2 days. And not only that, but I was wearing white pants and I got ink on both legs. Grrrrrrr! (and yes, I know it's past Labor Day!!! That's a whole 'nother rant for another day!)
OK, what else can I rant about? Hmmmmmm, oh, I guess I could rant about son #3's team --- they lost again. Bummer. Son #3 did a pretty good job at blocking, but I wish his coach would teach these kids the importance of KEEPING A GRIP ON THE BALL! Oh my gosh -- we dropped that dang ball about 5 times, got 3 fumbles, which the other team turned into 3 touchdowns. For heaven's sake, can't they get some kind of sticky tac or glue or something out there for those kids? Oh, and he also needs to teach one kid to run forward with the ball - not sideways (his preferred direction) or better yet, backwards. Sigh.
Well, I'm feeling better (I'm not dead yet! ----> inside joke for all of the Monty Python fans out there --Dawn!). I'm still a bit warm but getting cooler.
So, before I think of yet another topic about which to rant, I think that I shall close this post.
Besides, I need to have a glass of wine and watch "Heroes". :)