Last week was a busy week full of MINI related fun for me. Apparently, people are willing to drive hours into KC for my MINI adorning expertise. First, a kind couple drove in from Altoona, Kansas, population 485 and now one kick-ass yellow MINI, to have boot stripes installed.

Next, another kind couple drove in from Blue Springs (almost an hour) to have a mono-chromatic Union Jack applied to their dark silver MINI Cooper S.

Saturday night was our monthly KC MINI Club dinner which was held at the Power Plant Brewery in Parkville. Of the nine MINIs present, I have done work on seven. (Really, two of the seven will be completed this week, but still...) The line between business and pleasure has become even more blurred for me and I am thankful for that.

To top off the week, Sunday marked the one year anniversary of our MINI rolling off the assembly line in Oxford, England. Yes, I know it's silly, but it's a date I'll always remember for two other reasons - one; it was Friday the 13th and two; it was the day I cut off the end of my thumb. If you didn't read about it then, I caution you before you click the link and read away. Gory photos of said thumb are involved.

If it ever stops raining, I'll give the MINI a birthday wash, wax and detail. I'm still waiting on my birthday card from MINI USA, and, no, I'm not kidding. They really send them to every owner on their car's first birthday.