I hardly ever lie to my mom, just because she's nosey enough to find out the truth anyway (see mother post below) and because I just don't have the energy half the time. I get chided by my siblings for being brutally honest to my mom, because she can cry at the drop of a hat and her feelings get hurt if you try to talk using any form of sanity once she goes off on one of her BSC tirades.
I lied through my teeth when my mom asked how much my wedding dress cost. For one, she makes dresses, and could have made mine for probably $100 or less. She also has the uncanny ability to make perfect dresses for everyone on earth EXCEPT me. I swear it. I think it's some sort of passive aggressive powerhold.
I had every intention of letting her make my dress, until I found my dress. I just fell in love with it and wanted it, and could afford it. My mother also lives perpetually in 1960 with regard to how much she thinks things should cost. If you give over $200 for a wedding dress you are out of her mind in her world. NO WAY was I telling her I paid almost 5X that for a dress.
She took my dress and cleaned it/repaired some beading, and she just called and asked how much I gave for it. I repeated my original answer of $150, and she said, "Oh good! I want to sell it to a girl at my church who needs a dress, and that's her budget!"
FML. Now what do I do? I told her I was selling it, but didn't say I was going to ask at least $300 for it. Now I can't tell her I don't want to sell it. I'm damn sure not selling it to some girl at her church, which is full of people who freakin take advantage of her all the time for dresses and alterations.