It's 9:30 NOT bedtime

Hi there - Taylor here!
How's everyone? I'm fantastic. I am 15 for the record and i drive our large, hugish bus Cozmo whom we've named lovingly after Cosmo Cougar of the BYU cougars...hee.
Right now it is only 9:30 although mother thinks it's bed time and sends us all to bed anyways. She knows i won't be asleep until probably 10 or 10:30 yet it's been insisted that i get to bed at 9. She is the only one that will actually go to sleep now...tee hee.
Well, i'm going to Bingham. We just got back from UEA weekend which was four days of pure bliss and joy for me. On Thursday, after a hard and stressful 3 day week filled with bad chicken sandwiches, gay spanish teachers, and cold sleety rain, the weekend was finally here. I spent my thursday doing pretty much nothing....wasting time...i'm pretty good at that. Then at 5 i went and helped mary with her 5 o'clock lesson. I was supposed to ride after but then i forgot to call my mommy and she came too early to pick me up and then she didn't want to leave so i had to leave my poor tykers alone and unridden...poor guy. Then on friday i went tothe BYU game with Craig and my dad and Chuckles and me and Craig got a Cougar Tail which is a 3 foot (yes - you heard right) long Maple Bar...yummy! THe funny thing was that me and courtney ate half of that huge delinchious thing in the first quarter and then felt so sick we couldn't finish it. Haha we are tards....just kidding...tards is short for Retards..and that is a lie because i am NOT a retard...maybe a turd..no no you have that wrong...i'm neither a tard or a turd. A turd is a poo. Anyway, we had these "scottish" guys behind us (they weren't really scottish) who would yell "Eurrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhunnnnhhhhhhhuhhhhhhhh!!!!!" every time the play was about to start. They also spoke in fake accents...tards...now they are the REAL tards. Then we had this idiot in front of us who would yell at me because i was kicking him. Not really, i didn't even touch the guy...tard...and then he'd chat with dad and chuck like he was this nice guy but you and me both know he wasn't.
Then i had a rodeo on Saturday and rode Tyke in the events and did good and ate cookies and burned my tounge on hot chocolate and ate pizza and breadsticks. Yum! Then i slept at Aunt Malia's for General Conference. We played "after the manner of the adverb" which was freaky hilarious! Then we played signs and grandma T kept forgetting she had the sign and forgot to pass it...my sign was a gun. Then we played the laughing game and spencer was trying to make Amanda laugh and jumped out from behind the couch hissing like a cat. I laughed and almost peed my pants. Then Alana stuck like 5 candy corns in her lips and looked like she had teeth and that was really funny.
Now it is 9:40 and i must retire to the bed that belongs to me. Well, first i am going to put on my "sweeeats" (said in the Nacho Libre voice) and then go to bed.
Well, good night
(maybe i'll do more tomorrow....after all, i still have an hour til i really go to bed :D)