I'm a great housekeeper. I get divorced. I keep the house.
A girl must marry for love, and keep on marrying until she finds it.
I learned in school that money isnโt everything. Itโs happiness that counts. So momma sent me to a different school.
Husbands are like fires - they go out when unattended.
My husband taught me housekeeping; when I divorce I keep the house.
I want a man who's kind and understanding. Is that too much to ask of a millionaire?