Lobster Boy
09-06-2007, 10:45 AM
This was sent to me, and thought I share................
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Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this....
Especially all of the ladies who bake for church events.
Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church ladies' group
bake sale in Tuscaloosa , but she forgot to do it until the last
minute. She remembered it the morning of the Bake sale and after
rummaging through cabinets she found an angel food cake mix and
quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing and helping her son
Bryan pack up for Scout camp. But when Alice took the cake from the
oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly
disfigured. She said, "Oh dear, there's no time to bake another
cake." This cake was so important to Alice because she did so want
to fit in at her new church, and in her new community of new friends.
So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to
build up the center of the cake. Alice found it in the bathroom -- a
roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered it with
icing. Not only did the finishe d product look beautiful, it looked
perfect!
Before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for
work, Alice woke her daughter Amanda and gave her some money and
specific instructions to be at the bake sale the minute it opened at
9:30 , and to buy that cake and bring it home. When the daughter
arrived at the sale, she found that the attractive perfect cake had
already been sold. Amanda grabbed her cell phone and called her Mom.
Alice was horrified. She was beside herself. Everyone would know,
what would they think? Oh, my she wailed! She would be ostracized,
talked about, ridiculed. All night Alice lay awake in bed thinking
about people pointing their fingers at her and talking about her
behind her back.
The next day, Alice promised herself that she would try not to think
about the cake and she would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower
at the home of a friend of a friend and try to have a good time.
Alice did not really want to attend because the hostess was a snob
who more than once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice
was a single parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa
, but having already RSVP'd she could not think of a believable
excuse to stay home. The meal was elegant, the company was
definitely upper crust old South and to Alice 's horror, the cake in
que stion was presented for dessert.
Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake, she
started to get out of her chair to rush to tell her hostess all about
it, but before she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said,
"What a beautiful cake!"
Alice, who was still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard
the hostess (who was a prominent church member) say,
“Thank you, I baked it myself."
Alice smiled and thought to herself, "GOD is good.”
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Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this....
Especially all of the ladies who bake for church events.
Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church ladies' group
bake sale in Tuscaloosa , but she forgot to do it until the last
minute. She remembered it the morning of the Bake sale and after
rummaging through cabinets she found an angel food cake mix and
quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing and helping her son
Bryan pack up for Scout camp. But when Alice took the cake from the
oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly
disfigured. She said, "Oh dear, there's no time to bake another
cake." This cake was so important to Alice because she did so want
to fit in at her new church, and in her new community of new friends.
So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to
build up the center of the cake. Alice found it in the bathroom -- a
roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered it with
icing. Not only did the finishe d product look beautiful, it looked
perfect!
Before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for
work, Alice woke her daughter Amanda and gave her some money and
specific instructions to be at the bake sale the minute it opened at
9:30 , and to buy that cake and bring it home. When the daughter
arrived at the sale, she found that the attractive perfect cake had
already been sold. Amanda grabbed her cell phone and called her Mom.
Alice was horrified. She was beside herself. Everyone would know,
what would they think? Oh, my she wailed! She would be ostracized,
talked about, ridiculed. All night Alice lay awake in bed thinking
about people pointing their fingers at her and talking about her
behind her back.
The next day, Alice promised herself that she would try not to think
about the cake and she would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower
at the home of a friend of a friend and try to have a good time.
Alice did not really want to attend because the hostess was a snob
who more than once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice
was a single parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa
, but having already RSVP'd she could not think of a believable
excuse to stay home. The meal was elegant, the company was
definitely upper crust old South and to Alice 's horror, the cake in
que stion was presented for dessert.
Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake, she
started to get out of her chair to rush to tell her hostess all about
it, but before she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said,
"What a beautiful cake!"
Alice, who was still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard
the hostess (who was a prominent church member) say,
“Thank you, I baked it myself."
Alice smiled and thought to herself, "GOD is good.”