Me: You mean Black Girl Magic?
Her: No “Black Curl Magic” – I am where your magic begins, the source, the foundation, this isn’t about running through fields naked and climbing trees, this is about how I grow, the kinks in my strand and the swirl in my twirl.
Me: Oh my bad, you are hilarious, you sound like you need a moment to bask in the glory that is ‘you’…I am sorry your highness…”Laughing”
Her: Make jokes! Black Curl Magic will ultimately prevail over everything! Including that little cabinet you have bursting at the seams with curl this, and slick that. Ain’t no edge control gonna hold me down girl!
Me: What you are actually referring to is the #carefreeblackgirl, that is a completely different hashtag from #blackGIRLmagic, but it doesn’t matter ….you win …ok?!
You made your point but to be frank I have to do what I have to do, there are rules, besides you get what you want on the weekends, “Black Curl Magic” and all!
Her: I always win!
Me: Yes… yes you do, can we go to bed now, its been a long day
Her: Oh and while we are having our usual heart to heart tonight and airing out grievances, can we talk about some of my other issues?
Me: I’d rather not, I have had all I can take for the night, I just want to put a few bantu knots in and head for bed.
Her: Ain’t no bantu knots bih….. You wont be twisting me around and sticking needles into me tonight…I will take a pineapple and satin straight up!
Me: They are called bobby pins(affiliate link), and with all that frizz, I have to do something, you have got to be kidding if you think I am just gonna do a pineapple and call it a night.
Her: Lets be realistic woman, all you are going to do is put me in a bun tomorrow anyway, so why the fuss?
Me: You know what, you are right, I am going to put you in a bun so pineapples and satin it is!
Her: That works! (cheeky smile)
10 minutes later while in bed
Her: (whispers) You know I love you right
Me: (whispers back) I know, and I love you too
Well there you have it, would your conversation look like?