Hold Me Like Holy Water

So here's the dilemma:
The pro-life club, of which I am president, has expressed to me that some of them desire to go to the March for Life in DC. This is a possibility, as funds are available for such a trip. However, it is at the same time as the FOCUS missionaries regional conference, which I was unable to attend last year since I was in Europe. My plan was to go to the conference this year, then the March next year, but I realized today that next year in January I will be student-teaching, and will not be able to attend the March for Life. So, this is my golden opportunity. Now or never. And I'm voting now. But because of this, I might be taking people away from the conference. But hey, it's the March for Life, right? What's more important? Oy. Why couldn't FOCUS have just planned for another weekend? Could they not have figured that every Catholic interested in attending their conference would also be interested in attending the March? Dang. So, the dilemma herein lies: Do I put the trip together, possibly taking away from the conference, mostly out because of the realization that I (along with some others) cannot make it to the March next year? Or do I forego it, and allow the students to attend the conference this year, March next year (without me)? Decisions, decisions.

Now here's another, less serious question: What do you do when a priest is blessing/absolving/otherwise saying a serious prayer, and he messes up and you just HAVE to laugh? Two examples from my own life:
1. While having my scapular blessed, the priest said "...through the intercession of St. Jovis..." and, if you've ever seen "Bells of St. Mary's" and know the Nativity play scene where the innkeeper calls Joseph "Jovis", you know where I'm coming from when I say that I nearly busted out laughing. I had to bite my lip to avoid such behavior. (P.S. I'm a HUGE Bells of St. Mary's fan. I have it in black and white and color, and I have the book too. I love it.)
2. While being absolved tonight at confession, the priest said, "God the Father of Percies..."PERCIES? What the heck is a percy? Once again, I wanted to laugh. I bit my lip, again. It didn't help completely, and I did a little shake, which I was sure he noticed, so I quick covered it by a cough. Oh man. Totally busted. But seriously...percies?
See? It's a tough situation!! Just you wait until you're faced with it!!

By the way, I have the craziest flatmates ever. We just seriously sat together in the living room and sang "Skinnamarink". You know the song, and you love it - don't hide it. We sang it together and acted out the motions and everything. We are very odd and quite proud of it. Earlier today someone asked me if I drink beer. I told them that I do not (which is true) and we got to talking about how I really have no need of it - I'm completely off my rocker as is. :)

Well, that's that. Time for bed.

Caritas et veritas.