Ice Cream Headaches on Scooters

I've noticed that in September, motivation for working goes significantly downhill. Thoughts turn to buttered rum and skiing. Today, for example, Bear, no doubt napped after trying to figure out what animal was making the gutteral groaning and screaming noises during our 6am walk. The leisurely bike ride to work was absolutely frozen! Aimee took the sweet scooter. Bad idea. Ice cream headache the whole way. Still trying to get feeling back in her ear lobes. When you have to scrape the ice off the scooter cover, it's a sign. Aimee struggled through the morning on the desk making decorations out of the pieces of paper left in the hole punch, which found their way to my desk. I detailed myself to work with a friend to make parking barriers out of the sappiest logs ever. Note to self... need to get chainsaw certified. Seems a good way to get out of desk work. The vast majority of our staff has started detailing themselves quite often. Not even sure where they go all day, but at least they take radios. This afternoon, to the range to shoot stuff, maybe do a ride along. It's kind of like office space... maybe 15 minutes of actual work. I did actually post some internship announcements for a couple of hours this morning. Also, rode the scooter to lunch. Nothing makes you really feel like you've accomplished something like tooling around in your park service uniform on the orange scooter. Weekends in September are fantastic!!! Family dinner night this evening... Soup night is the theme. Maybe someone will bring the buttered rum. It's kind of soup-like. Snow in the forecast to encourage thoughts of skiing. See, its all coming together.