Let's state some facts.
Bryan is African American.
I am Caucasian.
We're in a interracial marriage. We come from different backgrounds as well as cultures, but without a shadow of a doubt, we are pretty much are the same page on alot of things regardless of these facts. Sure he might be the chocolate to my milk...but really race doesn't play that big of a part or really any part in our marriage.
Sure we bust on each other sometimes on silly stuff and we have dealt with the occasional stares and whispers from people who aren't supportive of this kind of marriage (whatevs it's 2013 bishes.) but when I look at Bryan, I don't see BLACK Bryan...I just see my
pain in the ass errr love of my life. That said, race does come up and let me set the scene of how B pulled the race card on me in the most ridiculous way.
It's January 21st, 2013.
Martin Luther King Day.
President Obama is being inaugurated.
Do we see where this is going?
I come home from work. Tired and plop down on the couch next to B while I plant a hello kiss on his sweet little lips. As we bullshit and smooch, I make a passing note and wish we him a Happy Martin Luther King Day. I must have made the mistake of kissing while stating this, because somebody had the bright idea to use the brilliant Civil Rights leader and his race to his advantage and pulled the race card on me as well as the sex card.
Yes. My husband pulled the race card on me to get laid.
He stated that THAT day was a big day for his race, having dreams and such and putting a biracial prezzie back in office for a second term, and I would pretty much be doing our country and myself a disservice if I didn't oblige. I could not believe him and through fits of laughter, I busted on him for this new found way of getting some booty. It's really a one way street though, because what 'white' holiday am I going to use to get myself some? I got nuttin'. Bastard.
And if you're wondering.
Yes. I told you I was a sucker for celebrating holidays. ; )
*note: this is to be taken completely lighthearted, no offense, this is just how me and B roll.