everything is on fire.

two of the best taylors around.

combined.

check it.

my heart's a stereo.

yes, hello everyone.

we're still here and still alive,

just like we've always been. (alive, that is).

we've got some fun things planned

for this place, but obviously

we can't carry out said plans until school

starts, because blogging is a waste of

time unless it's being used to waste time.

see you soon. merry christmas.

walking through the forest.

hello all.
we're still in jerusalem.

we just got back from a week in jordan,
and it was a really neat experience.
the jordanian people are some of the nicest,
if not the nicest, that we've encountered
here in our travels around the middle east.
amman, the jordanian capitol,
is large, clean, and has a hoppin' night life.
wednesday night, we had the opportunity
to enjoy a little dining american-style,
and enjoyed some live music.
lots of creed, hinder, and nickelback covers.
and the surrounding locals loved to hear
about our non-smoking/non-drinking ways.
they were happy to hear that as muslims,
the weren't the only ones.

we also ran into out friend from high school.
what the?
what are the chances?
well, the chances don't really matter,
because what happened, happened.
and it happened.

we've got some finals and essays and
field trips over the next couple weeks,
and then we head out to galilee for 2 weeks.
and.....we only have 47 days to go.
what the?!

even though israel doesn't really celebrate
the cool american holidays, like halloween,
thanksgiving, and christmas,
you don't have to worry about us.
obviously we'll be taking matters into our
own hands.
except, we don't really like halloween,
and probably won't do anything about that one.
except maybe eat.
so, basically, nothing different from
any other day.

but we've heard some rumors about a mean
thanksgiving feast that mahmud is cookin' up
for us american losers.
maybe even with freshly-caught turkey.
and...cranberry sauce?
we'll keep you posted.

'tis the season.
(you know how we are
about the season.)

---taylor & taylor.

what the what?

here in ISREL (that's short for israel),

we've had midterms.

midterms from...HLL, even.

we've been studying like CRZY all week,

and with one more PPR to go,

victory is near.

...

"victory was near.

but the ring of power, could not be undone.

it was in this moment when

isildur, son of the king,

took up his father's sword.

sauron, the enemy of the free

peoples of middle earth was defeated."

the moral of the story is,

we have this one chance to destroy evil.

but our hearts are easily corrupted.

and MYBE we've been itching to

watch lord of the rings for WKS now.

and maybe taylor b. typed that scene out

from her own MMRY.

impressed?

well, don't be.

you SHLDN'T expect anything less.

home can be anywhere.

wake up, everyone.

september is over!

okay, bad joke.

actually, not even really a joke.

what's a joke, though,

is that we've been here for 34 days.

it's october 3rd.

taylor b. got a halloween card in

the mail this evening.

it was 100 degrees in the negev desert today.

we saw some more ancient dirt,

but not together,

because we're never together here.

except for right now.

and a lot of other times.

we accidentally stayed up until 1:40am

last night, which may not sound late,

but it is here.

only the couples "studying" in the

bomb shelter stay up that late.

we're practically a couple, though,

so no big deal.

p.o.

peace out.

friends, lovers or something.

we've been in turkey the past week.

what the heck?

is this real life?

it was a really cool experience,

but we were on different buses,

so we were apart for much of the time.

how unfortunate for us.

but we're back together now,

so don't worry too much.

we're not roommates, here,

as you may know,

which is terribly sad.

we have to make up for the lack

of pillow-talks, by spending every

possible waking moment together.

we've taken kindly to the unlimited

pitas and hot chocolate here,

but whether or not they've taken

kindly to us is yet to be decided.

the food in turkey, left something

to be desired.

mostly there was just nothing

desirable about it.

now we're home.

"home" being israel.

how weird is that?

it's a different level of weirdness

depending on where you're standing.

whatever that means.

hope you're all enjoying life back

in the united states, and on facebook.

we're sure not.

remember to email taylor b.

if you'd like more regular updates.

i can't lie, you're on my mind.

hello. hi.

we're flying to turkey tomorrow

for 7 days. nbd.

like, no big deal.

okay, it's kind of a big deal.

we've had too much fun here,

and have already met some really

amazing people.

even though we're rockin' the floor-length

skirts, and baggy pants & t-shirts,

we wouldn't have it any other way.

why? because it's our way.

and jerusalem's way.

and our teachers keep telling us that

we're locals, not tourists.

i'd say by the looks of that picture

that that's a fair assessment.

marhaba.

(that's "hello" in arabic.

there's no need to say "goodbye."

we're not going anywhere.)

(no title).

yes, hello.

we're in the holy land.

there is so much to see,

and too much to blog about.

we'll keep you updated as

often as possible,

but for now, if you'd like

regular updates,

send an email to:

taylorberhow@gmail.com

she'll hook a human up.

off we go,

to where? don't know.

cheers.

---taylor & taylor.

sometimes you run.

2 dayzzz.

he is dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss.

hello.

it's sunday, and it's sunday.

we are leaving in TEN DAYS.

that's really all we have to blog about.

and there's this:

see ya.

i used to have a fear of hurdles, but i got over it.

18 days, rather.

until jerusalem, that is.

strawberry lemonade & ray.

most of the time,

we feel like this:

maroon 6.

a morning of flowers and an evening of television.

yes, hello.

hi everyone.

to start, some congratulations are in order:

bada-bing!

our amazing friends, ashley & josh,

welcomed a beautiful little girl into their family

on tuesday, the second of august, two-thousand eleven.

so, CONGRATULATIONS.

next,

taylor b. won that photo contest,

so thanks for all your votes.

third,

we leave for jerusalem in twenty-five days.

fourth,

we'd like to welcome our friend hannah

home from some worldly travels.

(better late than never).

finally,

t-minus one week until our name counterpart ,

taylor mcgann, ties the knot and seals the deal.

more congratulations will be in order,

but until then...

bye.

IT'S A VOTING PARTY!

taylor b. here.

i'm trying to win $500 in a photo contest

so i can use it for jerusalem

here is a link for YOU to vote for the picture i submitted.

http://www.facebook.com/DeseretFirstCreditUnion

yes, i know you have to "like" deseret first credit union first.

yes, i know that is not the most ideal thing ever,

but you can "unlike" it after the contest is over.

so, my photo is titled "SUMMER" and it's the top three.

it's a picture of my friend, thatcher, jumping off of

a waterfall, with me crouched down in the background.

i would love you forever if you voted for it

once every 24 hours.

gotta beat those paintballin' polynesians

and they seem to have all the pacific islands voting for them.

THANK YOU.

i don't want to be anything other than me.

reunited and it feels so good.

reunited cause we understood.

there's one perfect fit,

and sugar, this one is it.

we are both so excited

cause we're reunited.

and we are.

just like the song says.

it's been a while,

but time tells no tales.

like dead men.

we've got 43 days until jerusalem

and a whole lot of summer to enjoy

before that fateful day.

enjoy it with us, won't you?

text, call, facebook.

we're reachable at all locations.

tah, tah.

i'm in love with someone and that's all that i know for sure.

hi.

to start: 45 days, 3 hours and 32 minutes.

until what? jerusalem, obviously.

we're really going there.

i can't believe it.

only, i can.

it's one of those things that i can and can't believe.

it rains pretty much every day here.

i mean, not every day, but yeah.

it's like we get a morning rainstorm,

and an evening one.

sometimes i like to pretend i'm actually

living in london, or maybe the amazon.

but then i remember that i'm here in utah,

and as it turns out, fine with that.

so i saw harry potter 7.2 at midnight last night.

i have to say, it was AWESOME.

seriously, it was really fantastic.

you'll obv be seeing it when you return to the US of A.

also, it was a treat to see it with true die-hards.

i trust pictures will be posted on facebook soon.

i want you to see my costume.

today i went and got breakfast with the braydster

at this quaint little diner called "callie's."

maybe there were life-size cowboy carvings

scattered about the building, maybe there weren't.

maybe there were 3 or 4 different patriotic

displays in each of the corners, maybe there weren't.

let's just say, it's my type of place.

also, i really love it when things have a "type,"

especially when they are my type.

now clint and i are just watching

some "friday night fights" on ESPN.

you know, quality family time.

i guess that's what happens when

a brother and sister are left alone for a week.

some people party, others watch boxing matches.

i just never thought i would be the latter.

oh well. life is full of surprises.

anyway, i'll catch ya on the flip side.

mostly, i'll just see you in a few days.

can't wait.

reply soon.

lovez,

taylor.

rock pillows and sandpaper towels.

Hello from Munich.
Or as they spell it here, München.
Not sure how those could possibly be the same word...
but whatevs.
If that floats their boat, it's cool.
I have never really liked sinking boats.

I'm pleased to inform you I also got a Google+ invite.
From Thatch.
Glad he's in.
And that Tyler's in.
And that my dad's in.
And that you're in.
And that I'm in.

As for this trip,
there is nothing quite like driving through
the European countryside.
Lots of naps and windy roads
and beautiful views, of course.
We managed to swing through Italy
to eat pizza and gelato.
Mmmm.

We thought they would be personal sized pizzas
so we ordered 4.
They weren't personal sized.
Oops.
Typical Americans.

Our main tour guide here is my mom's book.
aka Rick Steves.


He's the best.
He is teaching us how to see Europe through the "back door."
Well Rick, we successfully did that last night
when we stayed in someone's house.
Or should I say their attic?
Not sure how that one worked out...

Anywho,
life is good.
Tomorrow is sure to be great.
As is the next day.
And we're going to Jerusalem soon.
So that's cool.

I love ya.
Tay.

P.S. cin happen to have internet for the first time in days
right during the one hour Ben Coburn is emailing?
Yes.

P.P.S. I could have seen Harry Potter 15 times by now.
But I haven't.

and then there's that.

hey tay bay.

let's get something(s) straight:

1. i like it when you ask all kinds of questions.

2. HOLY CRAP! "MISS" IN MISSIONARY. genius.

so my first point of the day is about google+ again.

tye-dye sent me an invite, so i feel like i'm on the "in."

really, though. google+ is legit.

i already sort of feel like facebook doesn't exist anymore.

after spending a little bit of time on my profile

and the profiles of my 2 friends on google+,

i went back to my facebook profile page.

i felt like i had time warped to an older,

less-cool social media decade.

so, there's that.

i'm here in provo tonight, which is fine.

i mean, it's provo.

mostly i just went to wendy's and got this:

and here's the thing with this guy.

see how all the berry sauce is positioned in the center

of the cup, with equal amounts of yogurt/ice cream

above and below it?

yeah, well, that picture is pri-tty misleading.

it all sits at the bottom.

gravity is working against me.

so then i sat on the grass and talked with

megan until the sprinklers kicked us off.

and then we just sat in a stairwell that wasn't even ours

until we kicked ourselves off.

that's when you know you're having fun.

other than the occasional child who walks in the store,

pulls everything off of every wall,

races up and down the track on the fitting stools,

and jumps into my personal bubble,

all while "meowing,"

(meeeow. meow. meow, meow, meow)

there is nothing to report here.

oh, and there's been some real rain.

yeah, there's that.

i have nothing else to say,

other than, this blog works.

it just does.

and we work it.

work it, girl.

you're not gonna go for a walk anymore?

Why did I have to be in another country when all this Google+ hoopla started?
Why did I like every comment you made asking someone for an invite?
Why did I have to miss the boat?
Why do I feel like such a loser?
Why do I base my self esteem off of social media?

Life is full of tough questions.

Like, what's with me and sandpaper?
Give that one a try.
And, what's with you and the international cinema?
Give that one a try too.
Really though, do.

I wish I could say lots of more exciting things about my trip,
but I can't.
Because it's top secret.

No, I'm kidding.
It's cause I didn't really do anything exciting today.

I did learn this though:
Bike riding + the Alps = a bad idea
Who let hills exist?

Also, I can't even tell you how much it kills me
that I can't watch that music video
on my dinky internet.
You know about my fetish with music videos lately.
Speaking of, you should watch a video of
"the best thing I never had" for me.
I have a feeling that'd be a good one right now.

Another thing.
Why did I just realize that the word
missionaries
contains the word
miss?

missionaries

I'm really missing good old Andy today.
What a guy.
Why are the only good guys in the world missionaries?
Seriously though.
And why do guys have to go to Jerusalem?
Wouldn't it be better without them?

I'm just full of questions today.
I guess that's what happens in foreign countries.

Kids,
when you are reading this blog post years from now,
know that when you travel to foreign countries
you will begin to question everything you once knew.
And everything you never knew.

Anyway.
I can't wait to live in Jerusalem.
That's all for now.

Love you and miss you,
Taylor
(ha. see how I was addressing you there
AND signing my name? Funny.)

Really though, bye.

another day, another storm.

one more thing.

can we both just be thankful that i'm alive?

it's hard to say if i've ever seen anything

more beautiful than THIS:

i'll work on getting a life-size version for you.

i've already had my mom frame it.

i'm either having a really good day or a really bad day.

tay,

first things first.

please tell me you've seen the music video

that is currently posted here.

it might be one of the best things i've

ever seen. country and rap are like salt and pepper.

something funny that you said in your last post was

the part about the mountain being called "young maiden."

the fact that mountains have names over there

reminds me of somewhere.

oh, here. that's right.

any place that names its mountains has got to be rad.

anyway.

utah is, well, great.

better than great, if you ask me.

here are some great things about it:

1. the cooler, summer weather.

2. the occasional rain shower and overcast sky.

3. the hustle and bustle of the utahn summer.

that last one is my favorite point.

there is just nothing quite like the

hustle and bustle of a utahn summer.

speaking of hustle and bustle,

how 'bout them folks at google?

google+ and all that jazz.

you know what would be funny?

if our missionary friends got home

and facebook was gone, replaced with googlebook.

or whatever.

that would be a real hoot.

like, "let's go to facebook. PSYCHE!

facebook's gone. joke's on you!"

here's something else that's funny

from our favorite WRC employee:

top 10 things to say to break the ice with a customer:

10. i love your hair. may i run my fingers through it?

9. do those pants feel as tight as they look?

8. uh, no. you're totally going to crush that shoe.

7. is that her diaper i smell? may i check it?

6. may i hold your hand as we walk to the shoe wall?

5. does your husband always give the young girls

this much attention?

4. you've got something stuck in your teeth.

3. wow! how much do you weigh?

2. they look great on you! yes, it's supposed

to come out over the waistband like that.

1. that's, ibuyonlinetoscrewthelocalguy.com

oh, and one more thing,

bluejay

-the blue

+sunshine

-the shine

+something bug spray should have

-the last two letters

+the country andy is in right now

=

international cinema invite again

and a legit textersation.

odd.

well, that's all i've got. loves!

sprechen sie englisch?

First off, let me explain.
I know you posted on July 5th.
And I know that it is July 8th.
But life is hard sometimes.

Like when you are in a foreign country
where you have to go to
3 different stores
3 different times
before you get a SIM card that works.

But we only have
1 SIM card that works in
1 country
because they're not cheap.

So, hence, I am tethering

(for those of you who are technologically-impared
and don't know what that means click here
[sorry it's in German - like I said: life is hard sometimes.])

Enough explaining on my part.
How about this picture does some explaining instead.

Yep. That's the view from my window.
Well, hello there, Alps.

That particular mount is the Jungfrau -
translated to "young maiden."
She is protected by two mountains on either side
whose names translate to "ogre" and "monk."
Cool? You tell me.

Not that I speak German or anything though,
'cause I don't.
Unless knowing how to say "I am vegetarian" counts.
By the way, I'm yet to say that,
in case you were wondering.
And in case you are reading this and wondering,
"is she really vegetarian?"
I am.

There is a general trend here
of things being steep.
the Alps
the stairs
the prices

There is also a general trend here
of lots of driving.
I have been in 3 countries so far
(including Switzerland, France and Germany)
and that number will reach 5
by the end of the trip.

The other general trend would have to be
AMAZING VIEWS.
If I wasn't tethering,
I would post some pictures for you.
(Bet you feel dumb if you still
don't know what 'tethering' means)
Hopefully you'll get to see some soon.

Other highlights include:
- Stuffing my face with chocolate at a chocolate factory
(the winning flavor: "crement")
- Entering France just to buy some almond croissants
(reminiscent of last November...?)
- eating delicious cheese in the quaint village of Gimmelwald
(just to give you a feel for the place:
Less than 200 people live there,
the only way to get to it is by aerial tram or trail,
and there is a store that still lets you buy things on credit)

Obviously the highlights all involved food.
That just seems to be how it works.

Also, I have finished one book so far.
Reasons to Live
It was a winner. You'll have to read it.
Meaning you, specific (Taylor)
and you, general (hello there, follower).

Well, when it comes to slow internet,
I can only take it for so long.
And it has been so long.
So, so long.

Love you.
(once again, specific and general)
Can't wait to hear more about Utah.

Tay

the hunger games.

dear taylor olson,

did you know that some of our

most-read blog posts are from last november

when we wrote letters back and forth?

what does that mean for you and i?

don't care.

here i am in sandy, ut. just like always.

i'm going to do a load of laundry today.

i washed and vacuumed my car on saturday.

i'm reading a really good book right now.

those are the updates.

how was your 4th?

i wore a flag shirt to work yesterday

and everyone at work was surprised for some reason.

apparently they had no idea how much

i love this great land.

i lead them in singing the national anthem

just before we opened the store.

duh.

i had some cafe rio yesterday

with ally, natalie, lisa and julie

and then we sat around a fire, made s'mores

and listened to fireworks.

julie's house has a great ear shot of all

kinds of fireworks, so there was no need to see them.

here's a question: why not entitle your next

facebook picture album, "real busy" ?

here's another question: why haven't

we jumped on the "words with friends"

bandwagon yet? it seems like just our

cup of bandwagon. kind of.

one more thing: ally told her sister i was coming

over and her sister replied with,

"is that the more outdoorsy taylor or the one who sings?"

it's cool that she reads our blog.

so here is a "shout out" to her.

so, tell me something pretty about europe.

i'll make sure you don't miss anything stateside.

here i am, holdin' down the fort in utah, like always.

what would it do without me?

time for breakfast.

ciao.

p.s. the book i'm reading isn't the hunger games.

but the hunger games is sitting on my bed shelf,

so it gets the honor of titling this post.

p.p.s. is that a boyfriend belt?

did your boyfriend leave it at your apartment

when he left at 12:00?

it's a beautiful morning.

it's been a while.

good thing we've been making good use of our time.

reading, facebooking, writing and summering.

also we should add camping, hiking and vacationing.

and burning.

we should add that too.

taylor o. got burned real bad.

what's that one type of burn that comes

right after a 2nd degree burn?

oh, 3rd degree, that's right.

she got a third degree burn.

don't worry, though, she's just fine.

and plus, she has another neat scar to add to her

rather impressive collection of "battle" wounds.

we like battles and wounds,

and we especially like them when they're combined.

anyway. that's all for now.

we'll keep you posted, and we'll keep posting.

---taylor & taylor.

p.s. redsicovered this beauty.

a mid-life crisis.

we broke into the 40s.

what are the 40s?

40 followers, that is.

thanks to hnewton009 for being that

lucky # four-zero.

we never thought we'd be the type of bloggers

that really cared about "followers."

or the type of bloggers that cared about

blogging, for that matter.

but i guess a tiger can change its stripes.

and since it is our blog,

we feel justified in caring about who reads it.

so, judge us all you want,

but after you're done judging,

"follow" us, won't you?

true to your heart.

happy father's day.

also, is this backwards?

"okay" is usually on the left, right? (ha, pun).

no, but seriously. is this some slight,

but distinct and important,

difference between macs and PCs

that we've just never noticed?

call us crazy, but it would seem we've been

compoogled.

compoogled: like, a mix of "computer" and "fooled"

and..."google" ?

whatever. it sounded better off paper.

or, off the computer screen.

now we're just rambling.

bye.

enriqué is here.

what is a blog for if not to promote

your own agenda(s)?

well, nothing, we say.

that's exactly what a blog is for.

so here we are, promoting something legit.

and it just happens to be our own agenda too.

a legit agenda, one might say.

find more on taylor o.'s youtube channel,

and expect further promotion in the future.

"promotion."

that word just has a great ring to it.

really rolls of the tongue.

this is gonna be a good life.

when you were young.

actually, when we were young.

cheers.

sooner or later.

here's the thing.

we leave for jerusalem in 78 days.

thatcher has been home for almost 3 weeks.

the last day of classes is tomorrow.

taylor b. got sunburned real bad.

taylor o. played a ROCKIN' show on saturday

(videos tbp).

we like provo.

LIG.

life is good.

the point of an ultimatum.

if you're a girl,

you will freak out about this.

you might even if you're not a girl.

plagiarism is the best form of flattery.

at this point, we're used to the

frequently schizophrenic weather that

utah has to offer us.

and then, there's this:

a nice young lad who walked in late to taylor b.'s

philosophy class was wearing this gem.

walking in late + this = memorable.

aka, taylor b. will never forget his face.

20 years from now when she is

living in a small mountain hut in nepal

and he comes to photograph the himalayas,

she will remember him from history of modern

philosophy, brigham young university, spring 2011.

a significant percentage of our friends and family

are in california this weekend.

and we're here in provo.

but it just feels right, you know?

yep. you do.

for now, we're just going to get some frozen yogurt

and maybe watch a little fresh prince.

it's been funny.

ciao.

just do it.

brian is from illinois.

"brian, does it bug you when people

pronounce illinois with an 's' ?"

"not really. it just shows how uneducated they are."

where do you go when you can't go home?

holy cow!

(there is a wikipedia page for

"holy cow." what the?)

it's june. on wednesday.

where has the year gone?

it's practically half over already.

do you realize that?

we're celebrating the end of may

with a few fun things:

1. taylor o. got a new phone.

2. we can text thatcher now.

3. we're going to jerusalem in 90 days.

next,

memorial day is always a good day to

remember things.

we're remembering all the men and women

who have served and given their lives

so that we can enjoy the liberties

and freedom that we do everyday.

thank you.

also, any sort of holiday during

a scheduled school year at the

wasatch running center

=

lots of families and lots of obnoxious,

hyper kids, running around, tearing

things off the walls and riding

the fitting stools like race cars up and

down the track.

in other words, death.

metaphorically speaking, of course.

anyway.

keep reading.

keep running.

keep being funny.

bye.

p.s. shout out to brandon,

(yes, you're getting an early shout out)

we're excited for your 3-flavored cake!

i have a story to tell you.

these were taken two years ago

on one of our last days with thatcher olson.

tomorrow, we'll have some new pictures

of the first moments of his return.

it's been TWO YEARS!

tomorrow can't come fast enough.

you can't play on broken strings.

1. thatcher bryce olson comes home in less

than 2 days. we're not excited at all.

2. these are our friends

kelly and alison.

we think they're cool and nice and neat.

we think hannah is cool too.

let's get a picture, han.

(she is going to read this).

taylor o. is wearing her fancy noteworthy

outfit, because she is fancy and in noteworthy.

taylor b. is wearing a striped shirt,

because she likes stripes and shirts.

3. the rain is beautiful and wonderful

and we love it.

taylor b. especially loves listening to it

when it wakes her up in the middle of the night.

and she loves listening to taylor o. beat

box in the middle of the night.

a chorus of pure bliss.

"music to the ears," one might say.

4. speaking of music,

taylor b. is going to study for a test now,

while taylor o. takes a nap.

because we like studying and napping.

what does that have to do with music?

each morning, i wake up.

just a quick update.

THATCHER COMES HOME IN 5 DAYS.

five.

high-five!

don't judge a post my its comments.

a couple weeks ago,

we had something real happen to us.

we watched a man attempt to set himself

on fire in the middle of a busy intersection.

what the?

okay, yes.

it all started with a seemingly mundane

bike ride to the local 7/11 to return a few redbox movies.

when we arrived, there was a crowd

of rather peculiar persons lingering in front of the store.

what the?

we of course thought nothing of the cocktail

of strange people. normal.

but it wasn't normal.

finally, we noticed a common feature they all shared.

mullets and cigarettes? no.

they were all staring in the direction

of the nearest intersection.

duh.

we joined the club and what did we see?

a man, standing in his underwear

drawing a circle around himself with lighter fluid.

what the?

then, with a little spray of WD-40,

he attempted to light himself on fire.

are we serious? incredibly.

as if the night could get any stranger.

(clearly, that means the night got stranger.)

the store clerk ran out from behind the counter

and joined the club (pretty elite by now),

all the while wailing about how the lighter fluid

and WD-40 was stolen.

hello, ma'am? don't care.

our slightly psychotic friend then ran from

his circle of flaming trust (ha. punny.) to the nearest dumpster

and started pulling wooden lighting crates out,

with an attempt to break them with

his overwhelming strength and underwhelming stupidity.

only then did our local police force arrive.

they chased down dr. pyro for about 100m

before blasting him with a taser.

yes, we watched him get tasered,

and yes, we watched him superman onto the blacktop.

what the?

luckily, the officers asked us to fill out a police report.

moral of the story?

1. that tingly feeling taylor b. gets in her knees

when she is supposed to bring a camera along?

she shouldn't blow it off.

sixth sense.

2. what the?

p.s. here are some phone images:

image 1 : us waiting for reports to fill out.

image 2: taylor o. with police car in background.

bike rides every day and lunch trays every night.

it's that time again:

where we blog.

this time is different though,

because we have something real to blog about.

normally we just blog about fake things.

see this place?

we call it, Jerusalem, Israel.

anyway. on august 31st, 2011,

we're going to get straight on a plane

and fly ourselves over there.

(well, we won't be flying anything, obviously.)

then we're going to stay there

for a few months at the BYU jerusalem center.

just, you know, because.

we're best friends and study pals,

blogging partners, and running buddies

and now we're going to do all of those

things in the holy land this fall.

together. always together.

sorry it's taken so long to announce.

it's just like our friend laura told us:

"it's sort of like how pregnant women

don't tell people they're pregnant until

the second trimester."

exactly.

so, yeah.

great, huh?

we have some great plans for this place,

(aka our blog)

in case you were wondering.

happy sunday.

it's my life.

1. ice cream cones on our bicycles.

2. veggie avocado sandwiches.

3. catch in the park.

4. bicycle flash mob.

5. blossom petals blowing off the trees.

6. overall shorts and sandals.

7. sunshine.

8. a great book and visits from old friends.

just a few things (8 things, to be precise)

that made friday one of the best days yet.

spring semester is rockin'.

aceto balsamico.

taylor b. here.

i'm pretty passionate about current events,

and currently, the event everyone is talking about

is obviously the death of usama bin laden.

after much thought and research,

i've formulated an opinion.

my intent as a writer and as an involved

citizen is not to promote disdain or "prove" anything,

but to provoke thought among those

who are also interested in the same things i'm passionate about.

i hope i'm able to do that

if you so choose to read what i have to say,

which you can find here.

yes, i know, this is not a typical "taylor squared" post,

but i felt it acceptable to share at this time.

in other news, we do have some news for y'all.

stay tuned.

bai.

i don't want to wake up from you.

yesterday we fell asleep at the park

and got reallllllly sunburned.

like, real bad.

whoops.

but then as we were laying in our beds last

night with ice packs on our legs,

it started snowing, so that made us feel better.

we're actually glad it's snowing right now.

for a minute there, we were worried

we might actually get a spring.

close call.

spring semester is great.

s'mores anyone?

i don't like to blog about my feelings.

not that you would,

but we don't want you to worry about us

not communicating with each other

while we're apart for these next few days.

and anyway, worrying is for warts.

and warts are gross.

a real, lucid dream.

TODAY.

if you ever come back.

well. we're done.

d.u.n.

and it feels pretty dang good.

or, pretty D good.

whichever.

today has been a day of mixed emotions,

and we cleaned our room.

like really, really, cleaned it.

since people are moving out left and right down here,

we were beginning to feel a little left out.

it may have taken hours,

but we dun cleaned it good.

we're going to enjoy our short little break

with a little TLC in SLC,

and then it's back to the books for a few more weeks.

that's okay, though,

because thatcher gets back in 33 days,

and we may or may not have some pretty exciting news

to share with you soon.

and when we say "pretty exciting,"

that is precisely what we mean.

we'll keep you posted.

life is good.

have a great weekend.

---taylor & taylor.

i dun kilt dat test.

most things > studying for finals.

this video happens to fall under

the category of "most things."

consider it our tribute to andy mockler.

as missionaries continue to leave,

we continue to come up with better ways to honor them.

this is by far our greatest triumph.

enjoy it, or don't.

just like always, the choice is yours.

happy finals.

take that for what it's worth.

you don't really want to fall in love.

we really like to run,

and our friends really like to run,

and utah really likes runners,

as evident by these photos.

seriously, though.

it was so beautiful yesterday.

we could get all poetic about it,

and tell you about how the earth was steaming and alive,

and how it was lit by that post-thunderstorm glow.

but we won't.

seriously, though.

it honestly felt like we were in a different country.

is utah for real?

turns out, it is.

and we couldn't be happier about it.

here's our pretty cool running group:

here's to a beautiful, warm, rainy, sunny

spring in provo, ut.

(did we just say that?

yes. turns out, we did).

one less hungry girl.

it's officially "finals week."

whatever that means.

well, actually, it means stupid youtube videos.

hundreds and hundreds of stupid, stupid videos.

this has gotta be our favorite so far:

if you find any other winnas,

feel free to inform us via our facebook walls.

sometimes, you have to get out.

classes. are. over.

who even cares about finals?

not us.

but we should.

we'll start caring about them tomorrow.

"tomorrow" is always a good excuse.

we've got more important things to do.

there's something about finals week in winter semester.

it makes us want to stay up real late.

last night we killed it in the library until it closed at 2.

there's apparently an unwritten rule that after about 12:30,

the whole library becomes a no-shh zone.

we were fine with that though, because our table

was pretty much a no-shh zone the entire night anyway.

cool story, hansel.

so our weekend was pretty rad.

we headed up to plain city (ogden) to visit andy's mom.

boy was that a treat.

she made the most delicious dinner,

and, count 'em, two delicious desserts.

also, attending church in plain city was like

attending church in a different state.

it was like a cultural island up there.

no, not literally an island,

but one sister did grace the congregation

with an "alooohaa," which further demonstrates our point.

she wasn't even hawaiian.

just kidding, she was.

so, finals time.

just one more day of school and a few more tests

and then we're home free until spring semester starts.

see ya on the other side.

recess, break and fast.

it is friday night and we are killin' it.

we've been killin' it all week, really.

here's the part where we explain why.

it actually all started yesterday.

we woke up just in time to miss taylor b.'s

8am class, which was just fine.

taylor o. and natalie attend the temple

every thursday morning, and after a particularly

difficult night, the asked if taylor b. wanted to come.

to: "do you want to come?"

tb: "i can't. i have class.

okay, i'll come.

but what time will we be back?

i have a paper due at 5 that i need to start.

and finish."

to: "we'll be back in plenty of time."

tb: "okay. i'm in.

actually, let's get some breakfast afterward.

kneader's french toast?"

to: "i thought you had a paper you needed to work on."

tb: "well, yeah. so are we getting french toast then?"

this started it all.

naturally, we had some unlimited french toast

from kneader's, which was unlawfully delicious.

and don't worry, taylor b. turned in her paper

at 5, even though she started it at 4.

impressive? not really.

anyway. it doesn't really matter what

we had for dinner last night,

but we'll tell you anyway.

stir fry.

and for dessert?

and then we decided we hadn't had quite enough pudding.

so we whipped up our staple:

stove-top tapioca.

it accidentally didn't set up, though,

so we drank it instead.

no big.

taylor o. had to buzz off to noteworthy,

so she took hers in a tupperware

with a plastic spoon.

taylor b. did too so she wouldn't feel left out.

but if yesterday was good, today was better.

we hit up a chinese buffet coupled with a dessert buffet.

2nd unlimited meal within 2 days.

not that we have a problem with that,

because clearly, we don't.

now we're holdin' down the fort here at the dollhouse,

killin' it with x-men and x-men II.

sure we have the occasional visitor,

and the occasional visitor will threaten to visit.

but mostly it's just us.

the way it should be.

so, we'll just keep doin' what we do best.

and. that's all folks.