Does staying up into the wee hours count as seeing the morning?
Here's where I was in the tiny beginning of January 1, 2010:
We sang Auld Lang Syne:
Iris June entertained us with pirate jokes:
What's a pirate's favorite letter?
We mocked Tiger Woods:
Oh, the cupcakes! The cupcakes!:
We slept in. Waaaaaaaay in:
Don't let the last pic fool you though. This year is definitely going to turn me into a morning person.
Bring it on, 2010!