#15, #7, and #8 all rolled into one.

the day started as a trip to color me mine. ella was going to help aunt e paint a skull piggy bank. of course there was no skull piggy bank....so the ultimate choice was a  football helmet. ella didn't want to paint a football helmet. there was a lot of angry arm crossing, mad face making, and possibly some yelling of 'no.' ella couldn't hold out forever, and she eventually succumbed to the constant encouraging words of aunt e and i. mission accomplished. 
after dropping the little off, we headed downtown to picasso's. yum to the yum. i highly recommend the blackbird with the green salad with their homemade honey dijon vinegarette. i am literally salivating as i type. 
with soul beads around the corner, we scarfed our food and ventured out. we parked in one hour parking and getting a ticket isn't our idea of fun.
i have to confess that i have always been a bead lover. the shiny fun-ness of the colors. the endless creative possibilities. wondrous. my sister and i had discussed taking a bead class and that got me tickled pink, but taking a class wasn't even necessary. you can pick your beads and get creative right then and there! no reservations. no classes. just pick and go. the owner is ridiculously nice. there is a rad hippie vibe. incense? duh. you just place your magnificent bead finds on a board and string. love beyond love. i am itching to get back in there and bring to life all of the super, over-priced bracelets i have been snapping pictures of in stores. gotta love the iPhone.
after this next week, we will be over half way through with our summer bucket list! with the way this summer is flying by, this is probably a good thing. slow down summer, slow down.