This disparity became apparent yesterday. On June 25, 2009, both Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson passed away. This is very sad news and I do not wish death upon anyone. However, in our family we like to be the first to break the news. Usually this means a text message with the name of the deceased or a telephone call. This drives Jonathan crazy. He thinks its sick. I try to console him by suggesting that I am Irish and can't help it.
Well, yesterday, I had two good friends text me to let me know Farrah had died. I was shocked and Jonathan was mad that other people outside of the family were now engaging in this type of behavior. A few hours later, I received more texts that Michael Jackson had passed. Jonathan went off to his corner shaking his head.
Shortly later we had a conversation. "I told you people always die in pairs of threes. Like appliances." I said snarkly to him. He replied, "Who are all the people that died Jo?" I responded, "Ed McMahon. Farrah Fawcett. Michael Jackson."
"What about David Carradine?" He responds quickly.
I say, "He doesn't count because I didn't know him."
"OK Jo." He rolls his eyes....