the sound of music.

two of our friends are entering
the MTC today.

so long, farewell.
they're going to be great missionaries,
we just know it.

wer gittin down to thuh last of em.

good luck ben & sean!
see you in two years.

"don't tell him that, though. haha." ---taylor o.

we love that---taylor & taylor.

p.s. you can always tell which of our posts
are written late at night,
because we start writing in weird dialects.

also, ben and sean will probably never see this post.
oopsie daisy.

p.s. again:
check out taylor o.'s new website.
click here.

she likes to sing. and blog.
so clearly the whole thing is perfect. biiyeeee.

HOME sweet HOME.

today shalaya raced in the 3000m
steeplechase prelims
at NCAA nationals,
and qualified for finals
which are scheduled for this saturday.



she's fast and all that jazz,
but mostly we just want
this nationals nonsense to
end so she can finally
COME HOME.

"taylor and taylor are missing
out on this giant version of edward." --- leslie.

we know, we know.
we can't all be in london all the time.
we can however all be in utah all the time.
come home please, thnx.

we love that---taylor & taylor.

also, did we mention home is sweet?
taylor o. happens to be moving home
in just a few days.
ah, the sweetness of home.

you can't help it if i look like an angel.

my, my, how time does fly---
or so we've heard.
you can't take things literally these days.

it's a little crazy that we graduated
over a year ago.
now look where we are?
practically in the same place,
geographically speaking.
but that's not the point here.

we're growing up, and listen here,
growing up isn't necessarily defined by actions.
ask anyone. or taylor b.
so what if she spent a few hours
watching DVR'd episodes of
"sabrina the teenage witch."
she is still a teenager, after all.

and look at taylor o.
this time last year,
she wasn't even allowed into
the adult spa on our senior trip.
now look at her.
the desk attendant at that spa wouldn't dare ask for ID.
but even if she did ask,
she would have to let her in.

our point here is,
don't judge a book by it's cover,
the early bird gets the worm,
and time flies when you're having fun,
or so we've been told.

"popliteal tendon?!" ---taylor b.

we love that---taylor & taylor.

i can't help it if you look like an angel.

a few of our friends have announced
their engagements over the past couple days.

we can't wait to get married.
why you may ask?

because:



if that doesn't excite you for marriage,
we don't know what will.

"what do i do if he says some comment like 'we should do something again sometime!'
what do I say? 'NO. WE SHOULDN'T.' " ---taylor o.

we love that---taylor & taylor.

p.s. thanks for the video tip, dylan.

you can laugh if you want.

yesterday was National Running Day.
wanna know how we celebrated?
not by running, if that's what you were thinking.
you may have not noticed, but taylor o. had a little oopsie daisy..
(see previous post).
taylor b. has a small demon living inside of her IT band.
it lives!

on the bright side,
yesterday was also "Yell 'Fudge!' At the Cobras in North America" day.
to be honest, we were stumped on how to celebrate that one.
but we did have some choice memories with some choice pals.

taylor o. sang in her first college concert yesterday!
yipeeee.
she did gahrate.

also, we decided to change the blog around.
it's summer now, after all.


"wanna go and meet a random?" ---taylor o.
"do i look like i want to go and meet a random right now?" ---taylor b.

we love that---taylor & taylor.

i'm in a club.

listen here, everyone.
blogging is tough.

we do however have some great things planned
for this place, but you're gonna hafta
hold ur horses fur a while.

for real, though.
we hate not living together.
but it'll B alright.
hang in there, everyone.

oh! congrats to the graduates of 2010.
sorry you can't have a year that includes "oh" in it.
too bad. should have been born earlier.

enihoo,
here's some stuff that has happened:

zions.



several thousand gallons of human waste.
and zions.



run-in with the copsies.



a bloody mess.



ouch.


"that's like pushing your arms through the air!" ---taylor b.
"i'm trying. it's a long process." ---taylor o.

we love that---taylor & taylor.

crying/trying/drying out.

maybe this is the longest we've ever gone without posting,
maybe it's not.
we're not keeping track.

it's kinda, sorta, maybe summer for us at this point.

kinda: because taylor o. is still taking a few classes
at BYU for spring semester.

sorta: because utah hasn't invited summer to the party yet.

maybe: because summer isn't summer when we're not together,
and not with all of our friends.

that's right. we aren't living together.
taylor b. packed up and moved back to the big city last weekend.
taylor o. visited another city: paris.
just kidding. mexico city. but they're similar.
stupid volcano.

so what have we been up to lately?

well, taylor b. went to the train concert with ben.
probably the best concert she's ever been to.
pat crowd surfed, and invited some "fans" up on stage
to sing with him.
please. they didn't even know the lyrics,
and what was their reward? t-shirts.
and hugs from the band.
but no hard feelings.

obviously, taylor o. got a little sun in mexico with the fam.
and when we say a little sun, that is exactly what we mean.

school has been going well for t.o.
she hearts physical science.

taylor b. basically lives at work,
and she likes it.

we're excited for the summer to actually get started,
and for everyone to officially finish up with finals.
meanwhile we have friends all over the world:
london, jerusalem, tokyo, ecuador, ohio, albuquerque.
you name it.
pretty crazy.

we haven't seen each other in 2 weeks,
and we've been in the same state.
that is kinda, maybe, sorta a new record.
and we're all about new records,
and records in general.

"what are those for?" ---stanger.
"train." ---taylor b.
"no, those ones." ---stranger.
"the train concert." ---ben coburn.
(stranger lights up a cig).
"ohh. are there gonna be any good bands there?" ---stranger.

we love that---taylor & taylor.