I recieved this in an email and had to share it with you all. Hope you all get as big a kick out of it as I did.
Suzie
Have you ever told a white lie? You are
going to love this. Especially anyone
who has baked for church events.
Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for
the Baptist Church Ladies' Group bake
sale in Tuscaloosa, but she forgot
about 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 and 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 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 finished 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 this 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 mother.
Alice was horrified. She was beside herself.
Everyone would know! What would they
think of her? She would be ostracized,
talked about, ridiculed.
That night Alice was laying 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 there.
She did not really want to attend
because the hostess was a real snob
who more than once had looked down
her nose at Alice because Alice was a
single parent and not from one of the
founding families of Tuscaloosa.
Having already RSVP'd she could not
think of a believable excuse to stay
away. The meal was elegant; the
company was definitely upper crust
Old South...To Alice's horror, the cake
in question was presented for dessert!
Alice felt the blood drain from her
body when she saw it being brought
in. She started out of her chair to rush
to the hostess and tell her all about it,
but before she could get to her feet, the
Mayor's wife said, "What a beautiful
cake!"
"Thank you", said the snobby hostess,
"I baked it myself!"
Alice sat back and smiled, "GOD IS GOOD."
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