There's a lice outbreak at the parish school, where the Girl Scout troop is based. The troop leader is worried about spreading them far and wide at a campout, where people are sleeping in close quarters and where it's easy to share a pillow or a brush even accidentally. She postponed the campout. Unfortunately, she moved it to the weekend of the men's retreat, and to a site twice as far away. I can't go overnight while Elwood is away on the retreat team, and I am not enthusiastic about driving out there for part of Saturday. Maybe I should suck it up and go, though. Hmm.