sooo yesterday.

lindsay was sick yesterday and kenny took her to the hospital. we went over to watch her kids while they were trying to figure out what was wrong. 5 hours later they called and said everything was fine. during those 5 hours we . . . . .

ate
slept
played games
watched shows
laughed
spent time with 3 cuties.

we love sundays.

from the bruddah.

saw this on stinka's blog & thought i'd share.

http://www.elderjnelson.blogspot.com/

i can't believe he's been gone for almost a year...

can't believe he and my coach's little brother are companions.

miss him like cuh-raaazzzyyy.

i am aware that the formatting is terrible

but i don't really have the patience and/or energy to fix it.

lo siento.

how about we..

listen to bieber's accoustic all day.
don't shower.
paint our nails gray.
take creeper pictures.

sounds
g r e a t .

thankful.

 adj.- feeling or expressing gratitude; appreciative.

we're grateful for lots of things.
sisters
brothers
parents
nephews
friends
food
home
butch
& most importantly, the gospel in our lives

a change is in the air.

we're under construction.

|if it's not very obvious|

estimated completion time: 22.3 hours

we've been slacking

oops.

maybe it's because this has taken over our lives...

| blue & white game, varsity preview 2010 |

sorry.

meet devon.

he's cierra's friend & i have a pretend crush on him.

we like to joke around & as a gift he gave me his school picture

and on the back of it it said:

taryn, call me up sometime. :)  -devon

made. my. day.

p.s. he's really cute & has a rockin middle name.
-tar

words from the wise.

1. make a turkey according to the 4 year olds.

| tate's turkey consisted of

chocolate chips, syrup & burning it untill it's black |

2. be a little late to seminary cause you're carbonation deprived.

3. do good in photo/art class so your projects can be displayed in the commons.

4. take advantage of the fact your dad is the medical anatomy & physiology teacher. go to the school at 11:30 pm to study for the big quiz you have on the one bajillion bones in the body. you may think it'll be easy because he's the teacher and he will go easy on you.  MA&P will make or break your career decisions... and your grades.

5. while down at the school studying for your quiz and your head just keeps bobbing because basketball has taken over your life, jump up on the science lab tables & attempt to do the stanky leg..

.

another year older, another year wiser.

the birthday started off with sky taking us to the mall for a gift & then pizza factory for desert. you can never go wrong with cinnamon twist bread sticks with cream & a chocolate chip never on sundae. the birthday day started off with a lovely kidnapping from sarah & kerbi. they made us the best breakfast! later the whole fam came over & we opened presents & hung out for awhile. kerbi & sarah picked us up for some ice cream followed by a suprise party (well... sorta party) at sky's. the basketball girls saved us and we drove around with them for a little bit before returning back to our off-the-hook party.

we have the best friends and family ever!! thanks for making it the best birthday yet :)

the laurel's in our ward made these cute signs for us

 (the self-timer is our friend)

cake from sarah / kerbi. & the best no bake cookies ever made from liza!

minimal day strikes again

the traditional minimal day pics.

yours truly, twinners.

  

what does the heat have in common with hemingway?

absolutely nothing.

except for when i procrastinate writing my paper on the old man and the sea until 11:00 at night and am falling asleep after every word is typed. while brooks is watching ESPN & it's blaring in my ear, i type the words i hear without even thinking. 

"If we were all in the fish's shoe, we'd realize that some things aren't always as they seem. Especially when the adds in Miami Heat are involved." 

does that sound okay, mr. saxton? please give me the A+ that i deserve....

-tar

p.s. this is the birthday week, meaning it will be the slowest week ever. and try-outs are next monday, another reason for the slow paces. joy. 

 p.p.s. i'm dead serious when i say that i typed that in my paper....

2 claps for taryn.