a lot of tea. ’bout this much: (10000000000+more)

this morning i ran with Mumsie and Miss Tandy. it was lovely.

then i came home and made a pitcher of iced tea. but we also stopped at a little store on the way home from Mr.Dante’s swimming lessons, and i got myself some tea there too. Arizona® Southern Style Sweet Tea. i ♥ tea. you can’t ever can never have enough tea. at least in my opinion.

Miss Tandy and i took some photographs of her collection of vintage hats and veils.

meet Miss Tandy~a darling little lady.

Miss Tandy is one of the sweetest people i know. (and i’m not saying that just ’cause i’m her sister). she just started her own blog, and i must say, it will be lovely. (just like her). with all her whimsy hats and so often amazing cooking skills e.v.e.r.y.o.n.e will enjoy reading her words. i’m sure of it.

today is not over yet. the rest of it will be smashing of course. life is always a doll to me.

(i’m wearing that new little black dress right now).

i feel like having a cup of tea…or rather, a glass. *clink, clink, clink go the ice cubes….and sip go the lips….tasty says the tea….kissing your mouth…* ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

-Bella

blooming tea….like flowers….

today was filled with words for me. it was a good writing day. thinking up new things. and remembering old things. i liked it.

i remembered this:

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they passed each other on the sidewalk while walking in the rain. both of them held red umbrellas. both of them turned to second glance at one another. she wore a little black dress and a creamy coloured coat and had cherry red lips. he had shiny shoes and curly hair and wore a pale green necktie. they kept walking. then he stopped. and he smiled. and he turned around and ran. he ran after her.

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i loved writing that little piece.♥

and i made up this:

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he held her chin in his hands. softly touching her cheek with two fingers. “you know what i love best about you?” he whispered. she playfully kissed one of those fingers. “no, what?” he playfully kissed her lips. “the way you laugh when i hold your hand as if it tickles…” she blushed. “…the way you tilt your head when i touch your hair….and the way you smile in the middle of my kisses…” she blushed even redder. “you know what i love best about you?” she asked. he smiled. “the way you love me.” she whispered.

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i loved writing this too.♥

Miss Tandy and Franny and i headed out to the park today. we took a stroll in the creek. or at least tried to. Franny fell in. and i laughed about it. and so did Miss Tandy. but Franny didn’t. we told her she would when she was 27.

i went to goodwill today. i found another new little black dress. happyness indeed. and i also got a little flowered coin purse. (red poppies). and a swing dancing cd. i adore goodwill.

i had a cup of Blooming Rooibos Tea today.

now i have to go practice some sweet little swing dancing moves with Miss Tandy. (my Mumsie is running a blow-dryer in the kitchen. why? i have not the slightest idea….)

-Bella