The Test

This is a test. Please read the entire post before you form an oninion, and especially before you post a response, or unfriend me. 

Remember back in elementry school when they gave us The Test, along with verbal instructions to read all of the instructions before we took The Test?

Those written instructions were intentionally long and convaluted to determine what instructions, if any, we followed. The teachers verbally stressed not starting The Test until the individual silent instruction read-thru was completed.  That long ago test reminds me of the instructions that come with just about anything you buy today. Read these instructions entirely before use. Yeah. Right.

Somewhere along The Test instruction read-thru most of my classmates started following the written  instructions, only to find the very last instruction was the one that said, don't do anything.  By that time several irreversible actions had been taken. There were no do-overs. 

How many of us read the instructions all the way through back then?  How many of us read the instructions all the way through before the initial use of a new purchase now?

I failed The Test back then. And I continue to fail each and every time I purchase something that tells me to read the instructions before use now. I guess that says a lot about my personality. Or my intelligence. Or both.  Hummm...we'll stick with personality.

Anyway, I'm about to say something some might find kind of shocking.  Or it may be something you may not like, approve of,  or want to hear. Please read all the way to the end before you form an opinion or post a response.

I remember a Katy Perry song a few years back I Kissed A Girl And I Liked It. It was a catchy little tune and I would sing it from time.  Although I have friends who swing that way, I do not.

I try not to judge people who make different lifestyle choices, or who have a  different belief system than I have.  After all it's not my job to judge people. Judging people is the job of God. My job is also not to convict others of anything they are doing (or not doing, that they should be doing). Conviction about right and wrong, (or drawing someone closer to God), is the job of the Holy Spirit.  My job is also not to save others. That is the job of Jesus. 

My job is to live a life that points others to Jesus. I do that best when I emulate the way He loved people, and met them where they were in their need. He was not above getting dirty to be with the people who needed Him.  He associated with tax collectors (who were widely seen as legalized theives). He came to the defense of a prostitute.  He healed unclean Leapers, cast demons out of possessed people, healed the deaf, mute, blind, and those sick with other illnesses.  He even brought the dead back to life--all in a climate where the religious leaders, and most everyone else, viewed any aberration from good health to be a sign of sin--either the afflicted persons, or one of their ancestors.  When the good church people of His day saw this, they looked down on Jesus for befriending the less than perfect.  Jesus gently  reminded them of a very important truth:  Well people don't need a doctor, but sick people do.

To that end I recently befriended a couple of retired "working girls" and invited them into my home. This is their backstory: They started out "entertaining" others while they were neked as a jaybird.  The Girls had "call" names of Kenzie and KatiE. As I got to know them more I found out they were not friends like I originally thought--they are actually a Mother (Kenzie) and Daughter (KatiE).

I was reminded of similarities in the Rose Louise Hovick story:   Hovick and her Sister June were both entertainers. (June was an actress, dancer,  and writer who went by the name of June Havok.) Their Mother (Rose) was their  Manager.  Louise was also an actress, writer, and dancer who Wikipedia calls a vedette--I had never heard the term, so I googled it--basically it means she was a headliner. You might remember her by her stage name.  Louise was the legendary burlesque queen known as Gypsy Rose Lee.

That's where the similarities in her story and The Girls stories ended.  When the bills were no longer being paid from strutting around neked,  The Girls sold their bodies. Not my life choice. But it's not my job to judge. 

So,  The Girls and I were sitting on the sofa getting to know each other. Actually, I was doing all the talking--which is funny since I'm usually the listener.  KatiE was initially reserved and shy. But that melted away as she warmed up to me.  Maybe a little too much.

While I was talking KatiE timidly touched my knee, then leaned in, and kissed me on the lips. 

Whoa! Where did that come from?!  But here's the real shocker:  I still don't swing that way, but I kissed her back--and then Kenzie joined in!

Before you ask--no, this was not a dream.  This really happened. However,  I do think I need to clarify.  So read the next paragraphs slowly.

Everything I just wrote is true--except for one thing: this did not happen in my home.  It happened in  Cedar Park.  That really didn't clear it up.  Perhaps I should explain a little more...

Kenzie Marie's registered name is Dasha Nipogon Bonne Fire and she's a retired AKC Champion. Her Call Name in the ring is Kenzie. In addition to showing, she has also been bred, hence the reference to being paid for sex. Her liters have also produced a few Champions.  One of which is KatiE whose registered  name is Dasha Kulana Can't Have Your Kate and Edith Too. The Girls run around neked because they are Hairless Chinese Cresteds. Unlike Bandit, they have much more hair in their furnishings (crest, socks, plume, and even a bit of a mane). They are unofficially known as Hairy Hairless.

Cresteds can be aloof. Actually any dog can.  They are pretty good judges of character. I've found if my dog has a problem with someone, there is likely a reason why. Doggie kisses are pretty indicitive of passing their test.  I'm glad I passed The Girls test.

Did you pass mine?