Many of you may have already seen this....but I thought it was funny!! My grandmother sent it to me this morning........
(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 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
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? 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. 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 question was presented for dessert!
Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake. She
started 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."
That was very funny!!!
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