If it's rain, it's a hurricane...

19.05.10

My first venta (fundraiser) was on Saturday. We sold nuegados (fried pancake-like yucca & cheese yummies) and Licuados (milk shakes). The youth group was in charge of this, but most of them sat around and watched the older ones, the mom's, and me run around. (We are talking about that in our meeting this week.)

The event started at 4pm, and at precisely 4:20 it began to rain. When I say “rain”, I mean a hurricane mysteriously appeared over the lake and drowned my venta. It was really a bummer because everything was going so well. We sold out of Licuados at 4:15, but were left with about ¾ of the Nuegodos batter.

Here when it starts to sprinkle you have about 45 seconds to take cover. Most of the kids and customers took shelter in the nearest tienda, but me and about 5 others stayed in the rain and attempted to close everything up and save what was left of everything outside. In less than 5 minutes I was soaked completely through.

I could have cried. But instead, I laughed so hard I could have peed my pants and no one would have known because I was soaked. Here is why I laughed:

Right before the rain started I was frustrated. I was frustrated that the kids were trying to buy the food instead of helping to prepare it. I was frustrated that we didn't have things we needed because no one told me we needed them until 5 minutes before we started. I was stressed out. Then God looked down and said “Chelsea you need to chill out, you can't control everything. I am in control, here, I will prove it to you.” (Enter Hurricane)

In the end, everything was fine. We finished selling the nuegodos the next day, and we sold out of everything. The raffle also went very well, and in total we made $50. I am ecstatic. We are meeting to decide what to do with the money later today, and I can't wait to tell them how much we have.

Lesson Learned.

Chels