The only real true character trait of St. Boob of the Rack (thanx for the name, Anglo) is that she is consistent. Consistently dishonest. If she's a devout Christian, well then I'm the pope.
She didn't miss husband Frug at that party; she was wailing because she and Frug had a rip roaring fight and he told her to get out of the house and go wail someplace else.
The entire fakey Christian storyline is weak. This woman is a hubris-filled shell. She is pretty in that all-look-alike-Barbie kinda way; but her character stinks to proverbial high heaven; and that's as close to Jesus as she'll get.