Hey all,
For the past 16 months or so, Jen has made it her goal in life to post here every single day. And for the most part, she's succeeded.
On vacation? The post goes up.
Christmas day? The post goes up.
Husband dying in the hospital? The post goes up.
The hardest part about this is that she has to be funny, or at least try to be, with every post. This is, well, starting to take its toll. ("No, really, Sweetie, that tic is barely noticeable.") Cake Wrecks was built on funny, but when daily deadlines take precedence, the funny can suffer - and that's not good for anyone.
So starting today, we're gonna be cutting back on Saturday posts, since it's our slowest day. We'll still do our best to post every other day of the week, but if we do miss one from time to time, just know it's in the best interests of Jen's sanity, the quality of the posts, and Cake Wrecks as a whole.
Thanks for understanding, guys. Here's to much, much more facial-tic-free Wreckage and laughter.
Wreck On!
john (the hubby of Jen)
The Elephant In The Room
Did you know that "seeing pink elephants" is a euphemism for drunken hallucinations?
By that logic, I guess seeing dead pink elephants is a euphemism for "the hangover to end all hangovers."
Anyone else think those were open graves at first? (Or the first 10 times you looked at it?)
Of course, there are degrees of hangovers, as anyone who's woken up next to a minstrel monkey in Prague can attest. Here I've compiled a handy reference guide to help you decipher what might have happened last night.
If you see this:
Then you may have had one too may shots of "worm-in" tequila.
If you see this:
Then I'd blame the lethal combination of purple people eaters and pork rinds while watching Pinocchio. (Seriously, this is not a good idea.)
If you see this:
Then you must know my friend Chris! Yeah. Next time, skip the green stuff.
And finally, if you see this:
Then I'm afraid what happened in Vegas didn't stay in Vegas. Mazel Tov!
Yea, yea!
Jessica, Georgia F., Emily H., Candace & Travis, Victoria, James E., & Yvonne W., here's to a sweetly "wreck-less" new year.
- Related Wreckage: Wasted Cakes
By that logic, I guess seeing dead pink elephants is a euphemism for "the hangover to end all hangovers."
Anyone else think those were open graves at first? (Or the first 10 times you looked at it?)Of course, there are degrees of hangovers, as anyone who's woken up next to a minstrel monkey in Prague can attest. Here I've compiled a handy reference guide to help you decipher what might have happened last night.
If you see this:
Then you may have had one too may shots of "worm-in" tequila.If you see this:
Then I'd blame the lethal combination of purple people eaters and pork rinds while watching Pinocchio. (Seriously, this is not a good idea.)If you see this:
Then you must know my friend Chris! Yeah. Next time, skip the green stuff.And finally, if you see this:
Then I'm afraid what happened in Vegas didn't stay in Vegas. Mazel Tov!Well, happy New Year, Wreckies! Or failing that, at least have some "Nappy New Yeas"
Yea, yea!Jessica, Georgia F., Emily H., Candace & Travis, Victoria, James E., & Yvonne W., here's to a sweetly "wreck-less" new year.
- Related Wreckage: Wasted Cakes
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