It's kind of odd that while the kids and I had the most Americana, quiet, earthy day ever (Cherry picking here) the King of Pop and Farrah pass on.

I don't know why I'm so sad about people I never knew, but I am. I suppose this is even more reason to love the ones we're with... To look at the sweetness of life, try to avoid the pits and all those other lame cherry analogies that I'm too tired to think about right now.

But I'm not too tired to run upstairs and kiss my sun worn babes good night.

Or stick an ice cub down Rex's back. (He hates that. You should see the Michael Jackson move he incurs from it.)

* Photo courtesy of Daria. (Because nothing says "hanging out at farm" like a Hannah Montana gold glam tank.





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Comments

Just Jiff

Fri, 26 Jun 2009 12:39:10

Yeah, I cried on the way to work this morning listening to a montage (spelling?) of MJ's music. I'm so sad. I wonder who will take care of his kids?

 

his girl amber

Fri, 26 Jun 2009 18:04:36

it's a strange thing, celebrity deaths and divorces... they affect us somehow, but always hard to figure out how, exactly... or why.

ps- I think that girl and I would get along just fine. that gold tank is fab.

 

flutter

Fri, 26 Jun 2009 23:19:34

I've had Human Nature on loop today..

 

Deb

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 20:05:07

Odd that I didn't introduce MJ's music to my kids until he died.....I remember listening to Thriller over and over and OVER again- you know, when music came on those big round black things that spun around? Now they are total Michael fanatics. Sydney has declared his music her favoritest EVER. Huge praise from a 6 year old. ;)

 



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