A brush with fame

I've seen the Madonna. Not only have I seen her, I've worked with her. The Madonna and Jackie Kennedy kept me straight for a number of years. Madonna had the office next to mine and would often be found in my space, perched in a black pleather chair with her toes in the sheep skin rug that really looked like a bear but no one cared because it was so entertaining. She was a good peep to have around. Ah, the Madonna and Mrs. Kennedy. Good times.

Anyway, the Madonna emailed this afternoon with e-giggles and a link to her sister's latest blog post. That would be Sister Eileen, not Sister Martha. Think I'm pulling your leg? Click here and believe!