That gal Fay, the tropical storm, or her remnants, have definitely minimized the amount of riding I’ve been able to do these past couple days. But that’s OK, because the Remster is making up for my relative sloth. I think he’s even doing bicycle legs in between his various wriggling movements and hiccups.
I was just in a meeting that lasted a little longer than expected (2 1/4 hours) with a bit too much fluid intake while the little guy wiggled, poked and provided constant reminders that, yes, my bladder is feeling mighty full thank you very much.
So, anyway, Remy. I know it’s crowded in there and stuff. Let me mention yet one more time HOW MUCH ROOM there is out here to play in. So much space. You’ll love it. Looking forward to seeing you soon.