I’m a big fan of Christmas/holiday music and my favorite category has to be more traditional choral stuff. You know, where you take little boys and make them sing together and then chuck them out when their voices start cracking so that they can begin bootcamp for King’s College Choir.
So actually very traditional and staid, rather than good old family tunes like Santa Claus is Coming to Town or whatever Frank Sinatra or Nat King Cole you want to wedge in here. Not that those aren’t good. I love those too. But maybe a little less? Anyway, a brief rundown (because we’re still in finals period!) of my favorite somewhat antediluvian Christmas songs. Continue reading “Christmas Music: Traditional”
It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
Well, depending on how you feel about it, maybe, maybe not. For me, it will be once I’m done with this semester and headed home. And then I can double down on the advent calendar, gift wrapping, holiday preparation whole nine yards.
Because college has seriously cramped my festive style. (I miss the 25 days of Christmas on ABC (Is it ABC?)). All they do here at university is get drunk at holiday parties. And the guys next door (not the ones we share a bathroom with, the other ones) blast Mariah Carey’s All I Want for Christmas is You while I try to do my thesis. Bah Humbug.
Finals aren’t even over until the 21st.
I’ve done a bit better this year. I cornered a children’s choir and made them sing Go Tell it on the Mountain, which is one of my favorite carols. Okay, actually I ran into them and they were going to sing anyway. But it was such an unexpected coup and I feel so deviously satisfied.
I also got to watch a single Christmas movie one of the days after Thanksgiving. Still far behind my young self, but doing better than some recent years.
And a horse-drawn carriage giving free rides stopped in front of me today so I hopped on and they took me around the block, which was lovely. The horses were named Ben and Luke, a Clydesdale and Percheron x Thoroughbred. And I’m very satisfied because I guessed their breeds correctly. My horse knowledge hasn’t all wasted away.
And I think the performance of the Messiah will be happening soon at the chapel. That’s always excellent. Last year I went and worked on my fifty page lab report. Woo!
So here’s a list of the cheesy Christmas specials that I’m missing (for now). They’re kind of in the order of what I love most, which mostly reflects what I liked as a child rather than what is ‘good’. And I’m omitting movies I haven’t seen (and movies I couldn’t make it through- like Arthur Christmas). Continue reading “Christmas Specials”
It’s a clumsy portmanteau for wee Elis, also known as young Yalies/baby bulldogs.
In honor of Yale’s dreamboat new mascot, a real baby bulldog, the tiny tiny
Handsome Dan XVIII.
His little rumpled face breaks my heart. :’)
Some points of advice for other young Yalies, the result of four years of Yale experience, both good and bad: Continue reading “Advice for Wee-lis”
I’m taking a quick break from my thesis research ( O.O ) to bring you a list of movies CURRENTLY SHOWING IN THEATERS that I want to see (but can’t because… thesis).
Don’t worry, break is in about three weeks (my last exam is three weeks from yesterday, not that I’m counting) and then I’ll buy a movie ticket and sneak from movie to movie all day. Noooo, me? Never!
Actually, as far as I know the only time I sneaked into a film I was a toddler with my parents. And clearly I can’t be held accountable for that. Continue reading “Movies Now”
For my first November link drop, it would seem that I have eleven to share. This wasn’t practiced or deliberate or anything- I just needed a snazzy title for the post so I figured it I counted the links maybe I could come up with something. Lo and behold, eleven.
Just goes to show, sometimes things are as easy as 1, 2, 3.
But yeah, rarely. Continue reading “Eleven Links//Eleventh Month”
Just like Return of the Sith, another famous Part II, this post is about the father-child relationship. The father being Dad, who doesn’t read overmuch and is not a fan of fiction, and the child being me who reads A LOT and who counts fiction as her favorite genre. Not quite Vader-Luke size differences, but still. Continue reading “Back with Books II”
And we’re back.
It’s taken me a while to regain the desire to blog (or do anything, for that matter) post-election. I haven’t made the fact that I’m fairly liberal a secret, on this blog or anywhere else. And I’m very distressed about the looming prospect of a Trump presidency.
However, this is something I’ve talked about on various other social media, and for now I don’t see this blog becoming a platform for that. In very great part because it’s not something I’m ready to talk about to a general audience.
I’ve been thinking a lot about how to broach the subject of the election here. This is all there will be for now.
And in the meantime, I’d like to let you in on some family dynamics. Some family reading dynamics. We’re all rather literate. I read more than either of my parents do. I also think about and talk about books a great deal more. There are over 400 distinct titles on my ‘to read’ list at the moment, and at one point it was over 2000.
I love recommending books to people (especially when people are willing to talk about their other favorites so I can get a good idea of what they like)- this may sound a bit strange, but I’ve realized that searching for ‘the perfect thing’ is one of my favorite things to do. I do it with movies, books, gifts, names, everything really.
In a horrible twist of fate, I don’t like taking recommendations very much. Especially when it comes to books. Books take a little while longer to get through than movies, and while I will not infrequently add things to my reading list based on recommendations, I’m not likely to let some upstart recommendation jump the 400+ line of books waiting for my love and attention. And you have to read a book when you’re in the right mood for it. I can’t just be in the right mood for a book because someone recommended it.
But to the point of this post: My parents and I trade recommendations pretty frequently. Or they sometimes recommend things that I eventually get around to and the rest of the time I’m shoving an elite selection of books at them, desperately trying to get them to read when really they have lives and other hobbies and I… well, I do, but not as much.
So a dissection of this over the years, starting with Mom- I’ll do Dad tomorrow: Continue reading “Back with Books”