M.M. Hearts C.R.

I love you, Charlie Rose. I love you because you're sincere, interested, interesting, conscientious, and you try really really hard. You care. You have a work ethic, clearly. I love that when I watch you on my local PBS station, like now, I am sipping green tea and each and every one of my children is in a bed, napping or reading quietly.

It's so....focused and all adult around here.

We went swimming and ate lunch at the pool this morning. They're all dry and warm and cozy in their beds now. They had to clean up their playroom before rest. So, not only am I enjoying the green tea and Mr. Rose, I am enjoying his show in the calm of an ordered living space. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!. He's interviewing Big Brown pre-Belmont because apparently we get a lame delay out here in the Southwest....so....it's all sort of boring and overrated at this point.

By the way, those owners of Big Brown? Schiesty. Shifty. That young lady who was all front and center after the horse's Kentucky Derby win, in her black dress, chomping and smacking her gum, thinking she just the cutest hottest little thing ever? Oh honey. No. Spit out that gum, close your mouth, and focus on the person who is speaking to the camera.

Anyway....

I went shopping yesterday. I spent an monthly summer electric bill at J. Crew. But this two-piece? Adorable. I love it. And by some miracle I don't look terrible in it. Yay, I wore it, in navy, today with the three kiddies in tow at the pool. Loved it. Still looked good on the way home. That, darlings, is as successful as bathing suit shopping gets.