At the end of the tether

tetherTetherball at big sister’s schoolyard, Berkeley, CA.


Next time around it smacked Baba in the kisser. That’ll learn me to pay attention.

To wit (re: paying attention): I’ll be untethered from ye olde internet next week. Digital Sabbatical time, thank you GwenBell et al.!  Clarity, monotasking parenthood, and board games all shimmer like palm trees at a distant oasis.  Between now and the oasis: a bit of extendo family revelry, cooking a feast for a dozen, and the kids’ favorite holiday.  I can think of a few ways I could be more fortunate (one, two, three, maybe four more loved ones alive now that should be; rifts bridged; wounds healed).  Other than that, my cup runneth over.

2 Responses to At the end of the tether

  1. Whitney December 31, 2011 at #

    What the heck? That’s what tether balls look like in 2011/2012? I have never seen one like that.

    Hope you and your clan had lovely holidays.

    • Lesbian Dad January 3, 2012 at #

      Trippy, no? Upside is, they smart a good bit less than the other ones do, when you’re caught unawares.

      Warmest 2012 regards to you and yours too, Witney!

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