
Yes, it's still technically spring. But it's also after Memorial Day. It's June. For all intents, it's summer. So, we figured, we should have been safe planning summer activities for the weekend. Wrong.
It was freezing. OK, not quite, but still, rainy and in the high 50s/low 60s does not qualify as summer weather.
Anyone who tells me we didn't have a spring this year will get slapped. We had a spring. You just slept through it. It's been a great spring. But now it's time for summer. Not that I want to spend a ton of money on airconditioning. I just want it to be mid 70s. That would be perfect. Maybe an occasional foray into the mid 80s. I don't need the 90s. (Yeah, quit dreaming, you say. This is Chicago.)
Fine, my rant is now over. Now let me explain.


The next day, Dave, Lesley and I we headed downtown for a Chicago River cruise. We had promised Lesley that if she came in for the weekend, we'd make sure we did this sightseeing trip. We survived, but not without warming up to some hot tea and soup afterward. Did I mention it's June?
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