i'm a man of means by no means.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY,

THATCHER!

AND MAY THE ODDS BE 

EVER IN YOUR FAVOR. 

the sun is always shining!

happy birthday, 

veronica!

we love you!

nationwide is on our side.

sometimes we get mail and it's not what we expect it to be.

but check out this artsy photo, am i right?

it is not no thang.

having no social life is something 

you're allowed to judge us for.

having good tastes (quite literally) is

 something you're not allowed to judge us for.

we make lemonade out of limes.

here's how we celebrated st. patrick's day:

1. unloading the dishwasher and steaming up

taylor o.'s hipster glasses. 

2. drinking green jamba juices that look really 

gross in this picture. #instagramproblems

3. making this rainbow cake:

here's the thing with this cake.

it was disastrous. 

we were just about to hang up our aprons

and motherly qualities for good,

but then we decided to just cover the thing

in really sticky cream cheese frosting.

why run from your problems

when you can just hide from them?

or in this case, hide the problem itself. 

turns out, everything turned out alright.

after a very intensified effort,

we found something green to wear,

ate a little end-of-the-rainbow cake,

and saw a pretty weird movie.

call it, "a day of luck."

or don't. your choice.

como dunno.

alright, fine.

so it's been a while. 

but we're picking the perfect time to catch you up:

right during midterms.

sum quik pix:

us eating at a really good mexican restaurant: 

 taylor b. is the greatest skyline basketball fan of all time:

us with sum friends:

us welcoming elder taylor back to the USA:

taylor b. and ally m. having fun at ben's homecoming bash:

so, you see. we still have fun even when 

we don't blog about it.

other highlights include, but are not limited to:

taylor b. got a smart phone.

taylor o. still has a smart phone.

taylor b. is running again.

taylor o. has a real band.

&

our DVD player is broken.

good thing we have three fancy computers

in our apartment that all play DVDs.

what would we do without dem comps?

stay tuned for scene from our next episode.

parking places are hard.

we spoke in church today,

and were accidentally late.

but not for our talks,

just for the meetings before our talks.

why were we late?

because we drove around for a half

hour looking for a parking spot.

a half hour is about how long it takes

to check every single parking lot on the BYU 

campus, in case you were wondering.

we finally found one. 

too bad it was probably a longer walk

than just walking from our apartment.

that's okay though.

we had some jerusalem buddies 

over for cookies and dough,

because they came and watched us speak.

that's what you get.

last night, taylor b. went to a jazz game

with a random stranger she met at work.

and also, did she mention she sat on row 2?

nope. well, she did.

as in, the jazz players sat on row 1, 

and she and the stranger (kim tanner from jackson, WY)

sat on row 2. 

i think it's safe to say that was a good decision.

anyway.

tonight we had game night at the dollhouse.

here's proof:

here's more proof.

this one's in black and white to represent

the artists within us:

that's all.

what's your flavor?

in typical taylor fashion, 

we've been out of food since we arrived 

here in provo almost 3 weeks ago.

how and what have we been eating?

that's a good question,

to which we have an answer.

how?

like everyone else.

one bite at a time.

sometimes a swallow.

what?

that's where it gets a little bit tricky.

water, milk, chocolate, tuna w/BBQ sauce,

cookies, frozen waffles, stove-top hot chocolate,

frozen (fake) meat balls (that become unfrozen

once we warm them up in the microwave),

and rumbis leftovers.

all that sounds pretty gross, right?

well tonight we sunk down, down, down

and managed to pick up some 7 layer burritos

from taco bell. at almost 10pm.

so unlike us.

but really, just exactly like us.
because that's what we do now. i guess.

don't be mad, though.

we're just on campus for 12 hours a day,

working on important things like homework

and music projects of various varieties.

and sometimes just plain working.

life is tough.

good thing our stomachs are tougher.

many genres of pop.

this is an important article.

every woman should read it.

every man should too, actually.

enjoy.

READ THIS ARTICLE!!!

vibration nation.

another boring post with a funny picture.

how come the funniest things are

also the most truthful?

i dunno. think about that one.

everyday i'm shufflin'.

and that's all she wrote.

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.

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:

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.

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.