Speaking of new beginnings-I went to a Madonna concert last weekend. Now-you may think like I did that it was pretty risque to go to one of her concerts. But let me surprise you. I would rather have my son go to a Madonna concert than a Bette Midler concert. It was far less graphic and it was rare to hear poor vocabulary. I know--it surprised me too. Of course the last row at the top of the stadium was row R and I was in row Q so I may have missed quite a bit of inappropriate dance moves. Of course my favorite song was dedicated to the girls. I just love those songs written for women who have been wronged in love!