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May 15 Reset (WBEZ newsletter) started with the following paragraph:
As a Chicagoan, taking a summer vacation is risky. You might enjoy yourself in Michigan or California or somewhere else, but is it worth missing a time when Chicago shines?
And that’s exactly how I feel – each summer!!!
Of course, I mean going to the beach for the first time!
It was beach weather last weekend, but I didn’t have time to go, and today, although I had many different things on my list, I found an hour to spend lying down on the beach and listening to the waves.
The water was still cold, and although I walked into it, I did not want to immerse myself in it. It was after 6 PM, and the warmest part of the day was already over. Still, I was at the beach, by the lake. And as it always happens when I am at the beach, I was doing absolutely nothing. I didn’t bring anything to read with me. I didn’t even look at my phone. I was there at that moment, and that was the best thing.
On the way home, I looked at the weather forecast on my phone. I already knew that Sunday’s weather was going to be cooler, but I saw that it would be in the eighties again on Monday. I thought that if I went to work a little bit earlier and returned a little bit earlier, I would be able to spend an hour on the beach (and still visit Mom and do yoga). OMG, how blessed I am to live ten minutes from the Lake! And I have the whole summer ahead of me!
I returned home and smelled the smell of warm weather on my body, the smell of skin touched by the sun. The sweet fatigue of being out in the warm weather and finally coming back inside. The cool floor under my bare feet. All of it distinctly and unmistakably joined in one happy cord: it’s summer! Summer! Summer!
I know it’s not summer yet, and no matter what your views on that subject are, the earliest you can think about the start of summer is the Memorial Day weekend. Still, I tend to think that Mother’s Day marks the turn of the seasons. Before Mother’s Day, the 50s feel “warm,” and after Mother’s Day, the 50s feel “cold.”
It was beach weather on Mother’s Day, and after that, a couple of days of cooler weather felt like “give me my summer back!”
It was the busiest Mother’s Day weekend I ever had, and I worried that it would be too hectic, but it was great! On Saturday, Nadia and I went to the CSO matinee concert “for big kids.”
It was great as always. The concert was called “The Sound Waves,” and all the pieces that were performed had something to do with water and its symbolism. The program included music by Saint-Saens, Wagner, Sibelius, Tchaikovsky, and Mendelssohn, and at the end, the orchestra played Stravinsky’s Suite from The Firebird.
After the concert, there was a kid-friendly reception at Forte. Anna was skeptical about how “kids-friendly” it was going to be, but it was amazing! They had both adult’s and kids’ food (even peanut butter/jelly sandwiches :)) and lots of fruits and vegetables.
Then, we all went to Milwaukee because Nadia had a recital later the same day. That was the part I was unsure about: obviously, we didn’t plan on the concert and recital on the same day! However, everything went perfectly, Nadia was the first to perform at the recital, and she did great. Anna accompanied her, which was especially enjoyable.
In the evening, we had one more adventure. Somehow, we all missed the news about the Northern Lights (and even if we knew, there was no time to go anywhere after the Field Museum Night). Then, we became jealous of all the people posting amazing photos, and since there were more chances for the Northern Lights to reappear the next night, Anna suggested we go away from the city lights pollution and try to catch them.
We didn’t get a chance to see them; as it turned out, they appeared after 11:30PM, and we left at about 10:30, but we didn’t regret that we went on this adventure. I can’t recall when was the last time I saw a clear night sky away from the city. All the constellations, and the Milky Way, and a shiny half-moon – everything was up there above us! The parking lot of the forest preserve was full of cars: many people had an idea similar to ours. We asked for the way to the beach and followed the stone steps down to the lake. We stood there together with other people, staring into the sky. Then, we saw the lights of the police car. We were sure they would kick us out: the park closing time was 10 PM, but the officer got out of the car, approached us, and asked sympathetically: nothing yet?
He said that the night before, there was a huge crowd at the beach, but the police didn’t kick the people out: it’s a once-in-a-lifetime event; how could we! We were just making sure everybody’s fine.
We stayed there for a little bit longer, but since we were unsure whether anything was going to happen, we left. It was still amazing :).
Then, there was an actual Mother’s Day, and Anna cooked the most delicious breakfast (and I didn’t take pictures!), and then I went back to Chicago. The weather was gorgeous, I could actually go to the beach, but I decided in favor of biking – I didn’t have a chance to go biking for several days. Then I went to see my mom, and there was a little bit of disaster, but that’s a separate story. The most important thing is that my Mother’s Day was amazing, and I also got a new Dunes t-shirt from Igor and also my friend mailed me this very special gift:
Last Sunday – my first long bike ride of the new season!
It had to be now! After I was done with the conference and started to feel like a human, after I went to New York and was diverted to Milwaukee, after all of that, I received a jury duty summons! And then it went according to the worst-case scenario: I called a day before with the hope that I wouldn’t need to report, and I learned that I had to show up at the court (and it was Maywood!!! I couldn’t believe it was in Cook County!). I went to the court on Monday (almost two hours one way), sat there for an hour and a half, and ended up in a group that was asked to come upstairs to a courtroom. The judge briefly explained the case to us, and then we were divided into three groups. Each group was questioned by the judge, the prosecution, and the defendant’s attorneys. After all that, I was among the selected fourteen (with two alternates). Then came the worst part: because we started so late, we could not finish in one day, even though the case was not very complicated. We were ordered to come back on Tuesday! Fortunately, the hearing was scheduled for 11:30, so I attended the office first and participated in two meetings. And then, since it was already past rush hour, I took Uber to the court, which ended up being 20 minutes instead of almost an hour.
Despite my laments about wasted time, I am glad I served. It was a very interesting experience, and I learned a lot about how our judicial system functions. I had no idea how the judge’s selection process works, so it was very interesting to observe what questions were asked by each of the parties.
The most interesting, however, was to observe how much the process was similar to what they show in court dramas! During the first day of hearings, I frequently caught myself thinking: that must be a show! It can’t be a reality! But it was!
The way attorneys delivered their remarks, intonating to influence people’s feelings, the row of witnesses looking stereotypical beyond reason, and the intrigue of the sequence of events that started to unfold.
We reached the unanimous verdict of “not guilty” in the first ten minutes, and to be honest, we didn’t even have to do this deliberation – the first vote proved that we had one opinion. We still talked a bit, mostly ensuring we reached this conclusion based on the same facts. When, in ten minutes, we knocked at the door and said that we had reached the verdict, the deputy sheriff was alarmed and almost creamed that she needed time to gather people back into the courtroom. However, we acted exactly as instructed, there was not enough evidence, and the prosecutors failed to prove anything.
Possibly more to come 🙂
…since no Google Translate will ever be able to decode this.
Email subject: Fwd: О прекращении сотрудничества, в связи с получением уведомлений об отказе в выдаче заключения в целях заключения образовательной организацией договора по вопросам образования с иностранными организациями (или иностранными гражданами)
What it was: an email to the University faculty informing about the termination of all collaboration with foreign educational institutions… (don’t even try to translate!)
It has been four days since the conference. After a complete relaxation on Saturday, I started to return back to reality, which included going through three hundred non-work emails and dozens of work requests.
A huge portion of my non-work emails was Postgres-related, conferences-related, or otherwise not-really-personal. I am still not through all of them, although I hope that I didn’t miss anything really urgent. Here is what I’ve done so far:
The things I still didn’t do and need to do in the next couple of days:
Plus, lots of biking (the sunrise is finally early enough!), lots of shows to see, and the full Chicago summer ahead!
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