•Sunday

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It was Sunday. She was in love with Sunday. You got to dress up on Sunday.

Today she wore a bright red skirt, grenadine lips, and a black tie-front sweater. A little pearl around her throat. Shoes with bows on the toes on her feet.

It was raining outside.

After Church she and her two sisters had to run two blocks. A mad dash in the downpour. They laughed the whole way. And her feet got cold. And her hands. And she was carrying Raspberry Green tea. But she was happy. And her eyes were bright. And her tea was still warm.

She was in love with Sunday.

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Love.from

-Bella

Soccer till 10 o’clock at night while the chocolate milk waits at home? YES PLEASE.

I’m feeling better today.

(My hair is poofy. And yes, that could have something to do with my “betterness.”)

Yesterday was snazzy. Though I was upset for part of the day.

I painted on the kitchen floor.

Read KEATS for 3 hours.

Wanted to run.

Talked to myself.

Made up a grand story.

Coughed.

Fixed my hair over and over and over again.

And then I went played soccer in the tennis courts in a J.Crew vest and black tights till 10 o’clock at night.

So…

it was a good day. Even though my toes hurt this morning and my fingers are still cold.

Today will be darling.

I get to run.

I want to paint some more.

Tea is in the kitchen.

Did I mention my hair is poofy?

WE HAVE CHOCOLATE MILK.

My feet are cold. (O yay.)

And I want to wear bright colours.

So…

Today will be lovely.

Tomorrow, not so much.

1 word.

DENTIST.

So…

I will have to make the best of tomorrow.

But I will have a good sweet tid-bit for you tomorrow.

love.

-Bella.dear

FRIDAY (with TONY and Ria.)

its FRIDAY.

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Dear DOLCE &GABBANA,

i wish you smelled as good on me as you do on Ria.

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Dear cantoloupe,

you’re pretty darn scrumptious.

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Dear hard workout today,

i think i’m ready for you.

you can’t be that hard.

well maybe…

or else you wouldn’t be called

HARD.

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Dear West Side Story,

you rock my socks off. and there is nothing in the world like you. you are a MASTERPIECE. and i just have to say, I ♥ TONY. and everyone should HEART him too.

(i wish i could see you on Broadway. 8 o’clock, NY, Palace Theatre, TONIGHT. but i suppose i’ll have to settle for the couch and Ria and the film.)

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Dear Christmas gifts,

you are making my head hurt.

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Dear Mr.Dante and his RUBIKS cube,

you’ll solve it someday dear.

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Dear bicycle,

i’m kind of upset that you broke. you make my face turn red. and my ears turn red.

fix yourself.

just kidding. i’ll try to fix you. but Papa will have to do most of the work.

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Dear boys jeans,

why O why do Miss Tandy and Ria each get a pair of you and i do not? i don’t think that’s quite fair. do you?

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Dear Ria,

let’s play Project Runway today sweetheart.

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Dear story,

you

are

scrumptious.

(one of my favourites.)

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much love.

-Bella

xoxoxoxo

more Dears.

Dear H.G.Wells,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

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Dear little story on my bed,

i love you.

you are turning out to be splendid.

i could read you over and over and over.

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Dear people who yell at me as i walk up the hill with my bicycle on my way home from xc practice,

you do not have to yell at me.

it’s RUDE.

just because i am walking up the hill does not mean i’m a wimp.

just so you know,

i bicycled for 30 minutes.

then i ran for 2 hours (over 4 miles).

then i bicycled for 20 more minutes.

it is not REQUIRED to ride up the 300 meter hill that makes you feel like your legs fell off and you died about halfway up.

you do not need to yell at me.

you don’t have the right to yell at me.

you’re in a car.

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Dear Miss Tandy,

i don’t know why you find it necessary to buy a FAIRY DRESS in the GOODWILL,

but i think it’s cute.

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Dear new little blue dress,

you are quite adorable.

i

LOVE

you.

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Dear colour of ROOIBOS tea,

you are loverly.

ever so loverly.

like little lady’s hair that is curled just right.

and those sweet boys who actually like to play hide-and-seek.

and nametags.

and playing ping-pong like it doesn’t matter.

not to mention you taste so scrumptious.

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today was quite the day.

i wanted to be Nancy Drew. i’m incredibly tired. i played soccer in the cul-de-sac with Lala mia and Miss Tandy. i had Key Lime Pie yogurt. i wrote and typed away. i wore my tap shoes and POLO sweater from the GOODWILL. i thought up 2 stories. i found the name Maxwell. and i drank a lot of chocolate milk.

today was a good day.

it was a day of “WHOLE HEARTS.” (you’ll get that when you read my new little children’s story.)

love.

-Bella

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