Can't ... Breathe ....

Hot. Freakishly hot. And humid. So humid. On Saturday, it was 90 degrees with a dewpoint in the upper 60s. (Which I believe is equivalent to the average humidity level in New Delhi. Or Houston. Whichever is worse.)

It's supposed to be back to "normal" (whatever that is) by mid-week. The forecast Wednesday calls for sun, dry air (dewpoint in the 30s, for the other weather geeks out there) and temperatures in the mid-60s.

If it happens, I will be a happy camper. Because have I mentioned that I'm six months pregnant? And I have no summer maternity clothes -- only jeans and sweater coats and turtleneck sweaters? And I live in a three-story townhouse where the bedroom level -- top level, naturally -- never seems to cool down, no matter how high the AC is set? And my lungs, they are being squished?

Oy. This is Minnesota, people. We shouldn't be wearing shorts and flip-flops to rake the leaves and watch football.

We now end this rant and return you to your normal Monday morning activities.