The shop was so busy yesterday. I was not able to get upstairs and get the kitchen de greased, but did it late last night. The doorbell rang all day and mom worked in the shop on her projects.
Went with my sister to JoAnn's last night to get things to make and finish costumes. Of course things I need ended up at her house. So I have to go over there and get them. Damn.
Mom is in a funk as all this baking she is doing is now not wanted by the church. They don't have room. They have enough. She is in tears. Her things are beautiful and well presented. I don't know where she missed the mark and she does not hear well and her understanding is even worse. But when a woman comes to you with beautiful baskets of things for a bazaar wouldn't you accept them? I want to be angry, but I also no my mother and she is stubborn and wants things done her way. She may not be able to bull nose her ideas through this group.
I have 9 pairs of pants to hem today in addition to all the costume crap so I had better get busy.
Have a great and productive day!
Kim
I think it's a shame about the bazaar not accepting your mother's baked goods. What's with that? Sometimes people are so rigid that they don't know what's good for them, and these church ladies may fall into that category. And they fail to see the larger picture--that people want to be included and appreciated for their efforts. Come on, it's a church, people!
ReplyDeleteRigid is right, the lady in charge is a piece of work.
DeleteYeah, that seems really weird they wouldn't accept your mom's baking - downright rude I think! To my mind more baking = more $$.
ReplyDeleteRight, more money from more stuff. Mom's things are beautiful. Still can't get a post on your blog what is wrong? Is it me? It couldn't possibly be my mad skills......
DeleteThat is sad for her. I will come by and eat some of her efforts. Did your mother miss the mark somehow. Folks, this is Christianity in action, at its best. I am hurt for her.
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I think this town is just snotty. I have not been well treated by my church either. When we first moved here it was pure hell. But I decided no one was going to take away my testimony of the gospel, much to the dismay of many an old biddy.
DeleteI can't imagine anyone turning down goodies for a bazaar. I am so sorry for your mother, and you!
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