"Morning People" Need Not Apply

Shhhhh! NOT SO LOUD with the breathing and the clicking with the mouse and whatnot, ok? Geez.

Now, if you'll kindly take your extra-strength cups of coffee and scroll quietly this way, I've prepared a little photo montage that I think perfectly captures our collective New Year's morning experience:

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Also, I'm sure some of your evenings last night included a bunch of these:

Although whether those are exploding champagne bottles, firecrackers, or phalluses is anyone's guess.

Still, don't worry; we're going to get through this together if you remember one important safety tip: if and when you start to see something like this floating in your peripheral vision:

...be sure to tell someone.

Not me, though; I'm going to be too busy lying on the couch over here with a pillow on my face.

(Confession: I didn't actually drink anything last night. It's just nine o'clock in the morning, and I'm a blogger. Ug. Wake me when it's noon, ok?)

Oh, and this baker would like to wish someone named Mary a happy new year:

So I guess the rest of us are out of luck.

Thanks to Elizabeth, Caitlin C., Tara C., Kate H., Alison C., & Sarah J., for ringing in the new year the best way possible: metaphorically.

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Hey, just in case you need this:

The Hungoevr Coobkook

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And from my other blog, Epbot:

10 Years Of New Year's Wrecks

How do you feel about antiquing? 

I ask because here come a full 10 years of New Year's Cakes to prove some things never change.

That strawberry is in the way, but I promise that's from 2009. I haven't been collecting cake wrecks THAT long, ha. Ahah. haha. [sob]

Ohh, 2010. What a year. This cake also represents about how much of it I remember:

It's been a while. What.

 Then there was the great Mardi Gras mix-up of 2011:

And the undersea unexplained sponge migration of 2012:

Twist their arms, why don't you.

Now 2013, that was a heavy-handed year:

And 2014 definitely had a few too many:

Cupcake cakes, that is. Too many cupcake cakes. (patooie!)

2015 really tried, bless its heart:

And 2016 really didn't:

2017 had more than its fair share of lumps:

And 2018 and 2019 were basically the same, right?

Same wreck, different year.

Well, whatever 2020 brings, my friends, here's hoping it's a good year with a little less of this:

... and a lot more of this:

Because that shiz never gets old.

Thanks to Claudia P., Berry D., Lizz B., Meg G., Nick G., Emily K., Lindsay K., Laura C., Jen M., Emily S., & Kathy R. for all the awkward first dates.

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So they aren't cake, but given how much you guys love the Turkey Poo Wangs I think this might be right up your alley:

 Nature's Dick Pics 2020 Calendar

Now that's a calendar that really rocks out with its rocks out.

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And from my other blog, Epbot: