Blah Blah Blase Blogging

I don't know if it's a regular ol' slump or first trimester ickies, but my blogging as of late has been garbage. Additionally, I haven't taken a decent photo in 6-8 weeks. Something interesting needs to happen to the Stagg Clan and quickly. With the holidays upon us, there is bound to be family tomfoolery which might be described as interesting (depending on your use of the adjective - for example, "Wow, this chicken is very, um... interesting).

Above, you'll find another odd childhood photo. Our first doggy, Duke, Staci - in a garbage can, and me - stuffing my face with crackers. When I peruse the pictorial images from our days as young 'uns, I often wonder, "where in the hell is my mother and if she was dutifully watching over us, what the hell was she thinking?" At the very least, we can never complain that our youth suffered from lack of adventure nor was it short on imagination. We survived and frankly it was fun. I only hope that my kids will be able to look back and remember things so fondly (most things anyway - picking rocks, cutting suckers, and weeding will never be remembered fondly, but are now appreciated for what they taught us).