(I agree. She does go on!) – Dear Mildred: Recently, my husband started barking at me to signal that he would like his dinner. I thought this was charming at Continue Reading →
It’s the tale of a 1300-year-od Viking warrior poet who, while constantly writing, keeps dissembling, —–running off, ———-shedding families —————and changing costumes… So who is this guy? Hah! You know Continue Reading →