has this weeek introduced us to Lord Byron.
Handsome devil, isn't he?
I wouldn't kick him out of bed for eating crackers.
(oops, did I say that out loud? I didn't mean to.)
Now what do you suppose the young lady is thinking? I'll be it's not twenty pounds of laundry every day, nor all those mouths to feed. NO...SHE is thinking how soulful his eyes are.
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, GIRL!!!
(ok, I ADMIT, I MAY BE A TAD CYNICAL.
JUST A TAD.)