Laugh Until You Pee Your Pants

I have been wanting to share with you all our misadventures lol. With getting our tiny home in order, figuring out so many little details, having to troubleshoot some issues, and fixing huge mistakes, it has been difficult to share with you our 3rd week of RV’ing. 

Today was a day, you just gotta laugh. Why? Because if you don’t…..the bottled up pressures can cause a soul to combust! And I’m kind of tired of combusting. Where is the fun in that? We can make others miserable, and compound the already tough situations.

So let me just tell you.

DEPENDS WHERE ARE YOU? (And I mean the kind you buy at the store)

As some of you might know my love for kids and homeschool families morphed into a bonafide business.

Last week I had a Gloriously Grinchy field trip planned to The Grinch That Stole Christmas Musical at Balboa park. All of us (well some of us – because I can’t find my nice clothes) dressed to the nine’s, and were laughing and smiling and waiting to enter the theater when………families start to tell me they are being turned away! YES! You heard me! I got the wrong date!!!! I have never felt so mortified and ashamed in all my life. Children and moms, along with dads, dressed for a family date; and now they have to leave. (Seriously, even thinking about it now – I’m getting teary eyed.) Needless to say mid through my conversation with an obviously unhappy family, the dam broke. Yup! After being strong and moving forward with everything that has been happening, I could no longer control my tears. I wanted to crawl into a cave, and say goodbye to the world. But I couldn’t. I had to own up to my mistake, and make it right. Families – you know who you are and I am SOOOOOO SORRRRY! I honestly wish I had some Depends behind my tear ducts that could have soaked up all the tears. I am still recovering from the trauma.

Yet, I am so glad that my identity doesn’t depend on how perfect I am. I’m learning to apply grace to myself, and know that I will laugh about this one day; knowing that my Father loves me no matter what. 

STOP PEEING IN YOUR PANTS!

I don’t want to  embarrass any of my kiddos, if they happen to read this when they are older. So my dear child: I hope you got your fluids under control! lol

WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

Today it rained for most of the day. We had 1 sick child and had to deal with the drama of that. It was quite hilarious my husband and I yelling at each other as if we were sailors in a storm trying to batten down the hatches! Ok! you take this box outside! I’ll clean up this mess here! Oh no! Let me shower them! Here take the towel! Don’t step there you’re going to get vomit on your socks! 

Then, we had a electrical outage and and having looked over every fuse, and then being perfectly ok, we realized all we needed to do was reset the GFI outlet. Duh.

LAUGH UNTIL YOU PEE YOUR PANTS

As in the wise words of Gene Kelly, “Gotta Laugh”.  There is a proverb that says, “Laughter does good like medicine.” Proverbs 17:22. Laughter is one way we triumph over our enemies. Laughter is a way we can tell our soul….”It is well”. Laughter is a form of joy. And again the lesson is…..JOY.IS.A.CHOICE. 

Maybe you are like me, and have endured a season of disappointments, discouragements, and disgruntles. Maybe the hopes were dashed for a time. Maybe the dreams got setback for a bit. But it doesn’t mean your time is not coming! Let’s keep the hope alive! We can do it one laughter at a time…..and work up to the point where you pee your pants. Alright, maybe not literally. But it can happen. lol. Especially after popping out a few youngins!

Grace, peace, love, and laughter!

One Spicy Bunch

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When The Heat Gets Turned Up

You are probably reading this because you have followed us in our unexpected uprooting. If not, let me fill you in a little. Let’s take the short route.

Several weeks ago we were shockingly informed that we had to leave our home of 9 years. (We were given the impression that we would be there another 9 years or more). This place was our refuge, and also where all our children had been growing up together, and where we established our main business. We had to drastically uproot our lives, and leave our palm babies behind. In our lives the heat got turned up! And it has felt like, at times, we were scorching.

Without expecting it, or even daring to believe this would be an option for us; we were thrown into the life of a bonafide full-time RV’r. Yup! You heard us right. A full blown road traveling family. Saaaay whaaaat??!!! I know! I’m still in shock that I am writing you from our trailer. (I’ll give you a tour when we get settled.)

We don’t know where we will go or how. We don’t know where the provision will come from or how. We’ve had to minimize our possessions drastically, and then some. We’ve had to let go of so much in such a short amount of time. Yah! It stinks. Yah, I have totally failed the attitude test at times. Yet, I know that when God turns up the fires of refining in our lives, it is never without a purpose. And when the fire has finished up it’s purpose of removing all the impurities, it reveals a beautiful shining gemstone. So, one day soon we will shine so bright!

HOW OUR NAME CAME TO BE

I have been wondering how I would share our adventures or life experiences in this new life change, and a blog seemed to make the most sense. Our name comes from a joke I had made up about our family. A Jalapeño married a Serrano, and we had Habaneros…..we are one spicy bunch! Truth be told, we are all so fiery, who knows how this small enclosed space will turn out! But expect that we will make delicious things out of the heat and pressures of life. I think salsa is the perfect thing….don’t you?

Love you all, and of course BIG HUG!

Sassy Serrano

(Juan Jalapeño + Sassy Serrano + 3 Habaneros = One Spicy Bunch)

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton