Of weeds and Michael Jackson
After five months of having family over, my husband and I are finally alone with our newborn daughter. You'd think I'd be exclusively preoccupied with her care, but instead, I find myself worrying about other rather mundane things, namely: Michael Jackson: Why? Why? Why did he have to die so young without getting a chance to come back and offer more of his music, maybe heal his tormented soul a bit? I find myself so saddened by Michael's death it feels as though I lost a loved one... and I was never really that big a fan. Not that you…