Yesterday Kristen said she felt like adding "and a partridge in a pear tree" to our list of FO’s.  How funny!  The one Christmas ornament I finished WAS a partridge in a pear tree!  Kristen, this one’s for you!

Please forgive the less than stellar photo.  It’s the best I can do pre-coffee and with the beginnings of a migraine.

Continuing on with our vacation saga – on Thursday my friend dropped me off in Marysville, where I met up with hubby for our trip to California.  First, a little background:  If you’ve been following my blog at all, you know that hubby is a great lover of little cars – especially old little cars.  He started out with a 1958 Isetta, then a 1973 Mini Cooper.  Several months ago he saw a 1930 American Austin for sale on Ebay.  I had to wipe the drool off his keyboard!  There was no question about bidding on it – we just didn’t have that kind of money.  But he watched eagerly.  The car didn’t sell because the reserve wasn’t met.  So, on a whim, hubby emailed the owner and asked if he would be interested in a trade – our Mini Cooper for his Austin.  Turns out the guy has always wanted a Mini and after about a month of negotiations, a deal was made.  He was traveling out from Michigan to San Francisco and would bring the car with him and meet us in California.  This was a very good trade for us because the Austin is worth more than the Mini, but in talking with the owner later, he said hubby’s love for the car really shone through and it was never about money.  He just wanted the car to go to someone who would love it and not turn it into a hot rod, but keep it original.

Our trip down was pretty uneventful, although we ran into snow in the Siskiyous – it’s May for cryin’ out loud!

The trade-off went perfectly – both tradees were very happy with the deal.  Here is hubby getting his first real-life look at his new baby:

Does that look like one happy camper?  And here’s the new arrival:

Oh, and did I mention that this all took place on hubby’s birthday?  It’s certainly one that he will well remember.  The trip back also went off without incident.  The snow in the mountains was completely gone on our return.  Two days later the Austin, now christened "Malcom" was safely ensconced in the garage with my Mini Cooper:

So there you have the saga of "What I Did on My Spring Vacation."  Of course, as seems all too common in life, I came home to more stress.  While I was gone, one of our employees quit, without notice.  So I come home to staffing issues, which along with parents and insurance, seem to be the bane of my existence lately.  I’m glad I’m rested up! 

Oh, almost forgot – after all, this IS a knitting blog, although you’d hardly know it lately.  Knitting was accomplished on the road trip.  I promise pictures and a full account of that next posting.