each morning, i wake up.

just a quick update.

THATCHER COMES HOME IN 5 DAYS.

five.

high-five!

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.

reading assessment #13.

spring is in the air,

and the allergies are tearin' it up.

it's a toss up.

spring or awful allergies?

spring. clearly.

that wasn't even hard.

yesterday was veronica's birthday.

happy birthday to her.

today is thatcher's birthday.

happy birthday to him.

whoah. they're 21.

now there are 3 ages in our apartment.

how many apartments can say they have that?

probably a lot of them.

don't care.

anyway, yes.

happy birthday to our most favorite roommate

and our most favorite missionary.

(soon to no longer be a missionary in,

count 'em,

forty-nine days!!)

enjoy this lovely spring day.

or don't.

doesn't matter either way,

though we'd prefer that you enjoy it.

come to your senses.

this guy comes home in like five seconds.

actually, like 63 days.

but who's counting?

we are. that's who.

also, is it just me,

or are we starving right now?

i left my heart in fran sancisco.

the semester is just rolling right along.
it's practically february 24th
tomorrow it will be.

but really. time goes by. so quickly.
and the weather has been not quite ideal,
but pretty darn close.

thatcher comes home in 90 days,
7 hours, 54 minutes and 20 seconds.
(adjust the seconds accordingly).

we have both decided to stay
for spring semester here in provo.
won't that be a treat?
if it's not, we'll make lots of treats
to make up for it.
just like we always do.

we said goodbye to another
missionary last night.
drew tekulve.
remember when we said we were
done saying goodbye to missionaries?
yeah. we lied, apparently.
what a joke.
but yeah.
he's going to rrrussia.
but not for 12 weeks because he
has to learn to speak russian first.
yikes.

anyway. we're done rambling now.
only for the time being though.

peace, love, happiness etc.

---taylor & taylor.

and months to go before i sleep.

hi everybody.

quick game:

"on this day in 2009"

on 13 november 2009,
we snapped this photo:



it's called, "yellow truck at gas station."
cool right?
wrong. so, so uncool.
quite possibly the most uncool picture ever taken,
which is saying something,
because i'll bet there are a lot
of uncool pictures out there.

we didn't post this picture to
to point out how lame we are, though.
it's to show you how far we've come.
every picture has a point,
and this one is no exception.

..
..
..

anyway.
it's the weekend again.
doesn't it seem like the weekend was just a week ago?
yeah. to us too.

but really, time is going by quickly.
it's already the 13th of november 2010.
exactly 10 months ago, our friend ben left on his mission.
and in pretty much 6 months,
our brother and friend, thatcher, comes home.
and there is 1 month of school left.

on that note...
we've already filled our holiday schedules.
one of the scheduled activities will
clearly be remaking our
"baby, it's cold outside" music video.
that's obviously a christmas tradition.
we've also been compiling our christmas-break
reading lists; they're coming along nicely.

taylor b. is ever close to her vegetarian goal,
which means thanksgiving is fast approaching,
which means: PARIS.
that's where tay o. will be enjoying the holiday.
yes, yes. she knows.
the french don't celebrate thanksgiving.
so what? they don't make the rules.

speaking of rules,
it's about the time of year that we make more of them.
every once in a while,
we catch ourselves doing things that
should be against the rules.
but you know what they say,
"you break it, you buy it."

that should be a new rule.
it's a good one.

well, that's all for now.
much love and peace and joy
and rainbows and smiley faces
and unicorns and kittens,

---taylor & taylor.

carpet made of silk.

it's the weekend again.
and we have no plans again.
we take that back.
we would have plans every weekend,
if we had someone to plan our plans with.
thus, we have no plans.

ever since philip left,
all taylor o. does is write music and eat.
her class schedule happens to be lacking
this semester, music classes and all,
so she has taken up a new routine.
wake up, p90x, go to class, come home,
eat, practice, go to bed.
emphasis on the eat part.
it's ooc.
take this conversation for example.

"i really need food." ---t.o.

(a while later)

"can we please go get something to eat?" ---t.o.

(a while later)

"i'm just really starving.
i haven't eaten since breakfast." ---t.o.

"yeah taylor, it's lunch time,
neither have i. what's your deal?" ---t.b.

"you know what my deal is." ---t.o.
(walks to the kitchen,
comes back with food and a guitar).

this is basically all happening as
this post is being written.
it's like a news feed.
really though.
see for yourself:



the apartment got deep cleaned today.
that's what happens when taylor o. is at class for hours,
and taylor b. sits at home with nothing to do,
and no one to see.
obv we have no life except for each other
it's good for us really.

another example:
after noteworthy rehearsal, all the girls go hang out together.
all except for two: a married girl, and taylor o.
the married miss goes home to her husband.
guess who taylor o. goes home to?
taylor b.
everyone thinks it's real funny,
and, like, a joke.
"oh. hahahaha you guys are like married. hahaha."
but it isn't. it really, really isn't.
nbd, though. we love that.

here we are.
taylor b. blogging, taylor o. practicing.
on the same bed, as it should be.



we took this pic about 30 seconds ago.
it is crooked because of our indifference
to the self-timing situation.

it's clearly been a great weekend so far.
bi everyone.
byebyebyebyebye.

"what movie is drew filming,
and why aren't with him?"

we love that---taylor & taylor.

also, CAN WE NOT keep
making friends with boys who
haven't left of their missions yet?!
seriously. can. we. not.

it isn't really my fault.

this is our very last chance ever
to post during october 2010.
we gotstwo take advantage of that.

this little doodie ("stronger than") has recently
returned to our lives.
ohhhh man. this can't be good.
but fur realz. is it not the best song ever?

in other news,
we will see our good friendy-boo
philip stanfield, for the last time tomorrow evening.
how sad. but happy.
he's going to be a great missionary.

k. seriously? we're sophomores in college.
why the heck are our friends still leaving on missions?
it's a joke.

k. bi.

---taylor & taylor.

two ways to say goodbye.

it saddens us to have to

do this all over again,

but luckily we're gettin' down to the last of them.

we want to wish isaac the best of luck

as he embarks on some amazing

adventures in the land of brazil.

he's going to be a fantastic missionary,

and we can't wait to hear

his incredible stories and miracles.

go get 'em, isaac.

'til we meet again...

---taylor & taylor.

peaceful morning, fireside evenings.

so it was the festival of colors this weekend.
everyone had a BLAST.
we're just assuming this though,
because we didn't go.
but we felt like we were practically there,
because everyone has either posted pictures,
or changed their profile picture.
and if that wasn't enough,
we experienced it all on a more wholesome level through this.

look, we know we "missed out,"
and we know "it was the best thing ever,"
but we just got tied up in some other business.
we'll go next year.
if we're in the country, that is.

anywho, we're counting down the days until this weekend.
two reasons:
1. veronica's & thatcher's birthday.
2. general conference.
3. the weekend.

meanwhile, ben taylor is off to tokyo today,
which is pretty stinkin' cool.

and we love the unpredictable utah weather.
for example:
when you dress in shorts and a tank top
for the beginning of your run,
and then come back soaked and permanently frozen because
it started snowing.
it adds a bit of spice, and a bit of interest. you know?
more fun. much, much more fun.

well, that's all for now.
consider this our third-to-last week of school.

"too bad we lack the will." ---taylor o.

we love that---taylor & taylor.

welcome to club january.

today we love:
-- the bachelor.
-- double chocolate-chunk cookies w/ peanut butter.
-- thatcher and ben, our missionaries.
-- economics & french homework homework homework homework homework homework.
-- cleaning the bathroom.
-- the english language---you can just do so much with it. for example:

today taywow b. went wunning. a scawy homeless man followed hew
fow the majowity of hew wun. she wan fastew. wofl.

also, you know life is bad when you find your
economics textbook genuinely hilarious.

and we have some exciting news to report.
there is now another freshman in our ward.
he's in our FHE group.
ka-ching-ching-ching-ching-ching.
monaaaayyyyy baaaabaaay.
taylor b. is now the 3rd youngest,
but taylor o. is still the youngest.
her life is average.

"you don't reply to me." ---taylor o.
"you don't have anything i need to reply to." ---isaac.

we love that---taylow & taylow.

as long as i'm laughing with you.

theadventuresof
southtowne.

good news!

taylor b. got her ears pierced!
at claire's of course. which is located at south towne mall.
we also discovered that there are all sorts of fun things going on at the mall.
examples:

taylor o. went out of the shop to snap the next shot,
and almost got ran over by this train.

when taylor b.'s grandma saw taylor's ears she said,
"oh. i always hoped that at least one of my granddaughters wouldn't get their ears pierced."

taylor's shirt says: "no time for haters
haters
haters
haters."

if you need to go the bathroom,
just strap your child in this convenient stall child-restraint seat.
ur kidz rnt goin NOwhere baaabi.

this is taylor b. with vance and channing.
we met them in a novelty shop and shared
a relaxing massage moment in these $3,000 chairs.

finally to end the night,
we got the pallies together for a birthday dinner at
cheesecake factory. the wait was 2 hours.

we got a free piece of cheesecake
for guessing our waiter's age. mike: age 28.

we're pretty sure you'll be hearing more about mike soon.
he invited us to a loom concert:
"they like screeeeam. but the lyrics are so inspirational and uplifting!"
they're performing in provo. so, we're clearly going.

in other news:
congratulations to ben taylor,
who is now an official missionary.
he entered the mtc today at 1:15am,
(just kidding)
and on march 29th, he leaves for tokyo, japan.
we love him, and will miss him a lot.

and, it's a four-day weekend this weekend.
but it always is for us. jealous? we are. of ourselves.

"so my mom went to old navy the other day.
she got me some awesome pants.
they're these tan pants with a flannel lining."
---isaac hales.

we love that---taylor & taylor.