bink's Mosaic!

It's done! bink has been working on her mosaic in the remodeled kitchen for a couple months. Her design was partly inspired by ancient Greek art--and by her love of dogs. I love it-- buoyant & noble!

bink had suffered a bad concussion three Aprils ago. It knocked her vision out of whack, and she couldn't do close-up, detailed work for almost TWO YEARS!
So it's extra cool to see her making intricate art again. It's been a long haul.

I am getting to practice the patience of the wounded myself:
my knee is a little better, but it's too painful to do anything much. I priced housewares from a chair yesterday--and will today, but of course there's still a lot of up and down and moving around.
(Doing gentle floor exercises too.)

I realized--(as I didn't when I was thoughtlessly mobile)--that the city bus has removed steps. The buses even "kneel", so the flat entrance ramp is only a small step up from the curb.
Hooray! for planners and designers who think of such things. They are angels among us.
I should/will write a thank-you to the City.

Buses have also reduced prices. I was shocked--who lowers prices?
And their policy is that if you ask for a "courtesy ride", the driver will let you ride for free. There's some social resistance to this--you can imagine--but it's a blessing.

 And city planners who've added bike & bus lanes all over town--more brilliance! I've heard car drivers complain about the lanes--even well-meaning people I know.
I'm like--you know your car is a problem, right? Show some school spirit!

I love the photo on Abby's sidebar:
"You are not stuck in traffic. You are traffic."

Anyway... I like limp to the bus stop today too. Manageress was sympathetic--she has a bad back. "You can work sitting down."

Speaking of noodles---I'm kind of mommish with New Boy at work, and I asked him what he'd like for his 32nd birthday lunch. He requested tuna noodle salad "with peas", so I am bringing that in on Monday.
Anyone have tips for making a good tuna noodle?

New Boy is the tough-punk-in recovery coworker I've mentioned who likes stuffed animals. He's got an orphan-waif vibe to him. He's a mess, honestly--the way young people who struggle can be.
I think he's got what it takes to make it. He's smart! (Not necessarily a plus? but certainly a pleasure to be around.)

Time to head out--into the "polar vortex dipping down from Siberia"--you may be feeling it too if you're in North America.
Bundle up!

P.S. Here's the full view of the mosaic: