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On Monday, the school district decided to cancel the carnival portion of an event called "SongFest" for the choirs in the District.  Why?  Swine Flu, of course.  I had been working on our PTA's booth for this Carnival – a putting booth with prizes.  I admittedly, was not heart-broken.  I halted my work on this project, gratefully!  I have plenty of work to do for my Girls Camp meeting on Thursday night, namely finishing the script for the program, which I've been diligently working on every night.  "Ok, no big deal, I'll just go to the PTA Board Meeting on Tues night and we can decide what to do with the $200 in prizes that were purchased".  Which I did.  We decided to use them for another event.

This morning I get an e-mail saying the Carnival is back ON.  In 24 hours.  After I had cancelled my volunteers and scrapped my plans.

I am, needless to say, frustrated.  I could just say "No – we're not participating!".  But something in me does not allow for those kinds of responses – it's some weird hormone or gene or conscience thing. 

So – here I go – gathering everything I need, making signs, packing up the Suburban and Samuel for an all day adventure tomorrow.  And trying to finish my script.

And I will try very hard not to be hateful or grumpy.  And I will try very hard to smile – because after all, it is a carnival.