a valentine to whit.

this is marta here. don't you love this pic of whit and jason?
they look so granola chic together. i think these two belong in magazines.

okay i'm hacking in because whit asked for a prettier blog for her birthday. i think it's pretty perfect as is. but while i'm here, i thought today would be a good day (as it is valentine's afterall) to get started on a little group activity, i think we should fill this comment box with birthday love for whit. (her official twenty-nine is on february 18th. you still have time to mail her a card, as letters are among her favorite things ever. she'll likely save it somewhere special. because she's like that. but you already know this.)

onto loving whit. why do you love whit? let us count the ways. is it her stylish persona and laid back laughter. her pumpkin chocolate chip and itsy bity star shaped frosted cookies. her amazing yoga skills. her party-throwing talents with darling details all about. the way she lightens up a whole room. her cheerful attitude. her mad abilities at face cards, dominoes and the name game. the way she laughs at herself and loves life. her raven hair and twinkly eyes. or maybe it's her tiny feet and defined arms. could it be her vast knowledge of classic films like beaches and rear window. (wait, you don't consider the bette midler movie beaches a classic? hmmm. maybe you and whit need to have a serious chat.) maybe it's her spontaneous, thoughtful note cards in the mail and how her handwriting is your fave. how she remembers so many good stories from the past. her artsy creative side. how she is sentimental and strong. the way she knows all your secrets. how she is still listening to counting crows. her giving ways, her open-hearted conversations, her listening ear, her happy smile. the way she is always on your side and comes rushing to your rescue. the way she is always up for an adventure. maybe it's her cozy colorful apartment with stacked anthro bowls on the shelves, beloved books along the walls, cute clothes in the closet, something vegetarian cooking in the oven, cartons of juice in the fridge, snacks on the coffee table and quilts toppling over. she is the sunshine, when clouds are grey.

now it's your turn to write a valentine to whit.

Dear Whit,

Dear Whit, whitty, whits, little whit
is something that I love to see when i open a email or see her unique handwriting written on a one of a kind card. i save all my emails from this little doll, here's another classic email from my twin. Thanks for making my day Marta.

whitty,
man i have to talk to you!! i miss you terribly. i hope we are stillon good terms. do you secretly hate me? well i am the big fat jerk.so i will take all the blame if you do.. now lets move on and let metell you how much i miss your crazy bum (and that hot B.U.M. tee iused to borrow). the hot sunshine reminds me of baking on the cementat the racquet club together. "spread the towel over my bod.." whatlittle chickies we were. so what in the world is goin on? how areyou?? have you begun summer school yet? any big plans this summer?
well i have been thinking about you. sounds like things with jay jayare going well. have you gone flying recently? are you two serious orwhat?? so, i dreamt about you last night and honestly i woke uplaughing. i don't remember that ever happening to me. i wanted to callyou this morning because i was having such a ball with you in mydream
i wish you could come play and hang on my kitchenfloor this weekend. i would most likely bust out the tuna samwicheswith tomatoes just for the occasion.
have a good weekend. know that i love you. we are still together in my dreams.
mart
6/06

to whit...

"dear little whit...

although i know you are right by saying that i have a lot of things going for me, being busy and such, i know in my heart, i will be at a stand still awaiting your return. yes, i will be full of daily jobs and activities and quests and my life will be seemingly full over the summer...but honestly i will miss you so much, because whit, let me tell you...you are the apple pie filling in my empty crust. i love you and know you will have the time of your life."

-marta dansie (given to me right before i left for europe 2004)

Remember when you would be excited to pass notes in school, get them from a friend after class, receive a surprise card in the mail. I have been obsessed with writing notes my whole life. How amazing a blank sheet of paper could make someone's day. Expressing yourself through words and holding on to those memories. My cousin and I are devoted at writing letters and I can't thank her enough for always cheering me up on a snowy rainy day.