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Best Holiday Songs-2008 edition

Fact: I am obsessed with holiday music. It’s the achilles heel to any semblance of normality I sometimes project. I can’t help it, my cheese-factor simply spins out of control as each bell jingles and violin hits a crescendo. So, it being J.C’s big birthday and all, I thought I would share the top five holiday ditties–in no particular order–blasting from my iTunes this holiday season.

  1. “All I Want for Christmas is Us” by Tristan Prettyman and Jason Mraz. This was stolen from Dave Birr and Kelly Bennion’s Riddim performance…so wonderful!
  2. “Somewhere in my Memory” by John Williams. Off of both Home Alone and Home Alone 2:Lost in New York soundtracks, because nothing says the holidays like fending off dumb criminals to protect your suburban home.
  3. “The Christmas Song” by Nat King Cole. A classic, even if chestnuts are gross.
  4. “That was the Worst Christmas Ever!” by Sufjan Stevens. Sad, but oh so good!
  5. “Amen” by George Frideric Handel. If you listen to this finale from “Messiah” and don’t get goosebumps, then you are not human

How about you guys? What songs am I missing? I am always searching for new delights….

“How was your Fall Break?”

Once again, my friends, don’t do it.

Run, Middlebury, Run!

In high school, I hated running. My philosophy was: why run if you’re not being chased? And then, I came to Middlebury. While I am no cross-country star, going for a jog has definitely become a fantastic way to chillll out, reduce some stress. And, with the vibrant Vermont landscape as a backdrop, each step turns your life into a Gatorade commercial or Patagonia magazine ad…or at least that’s what I tell myself. So, I encourage you all to get out of the library in the coming weeks, throw on your sneakers and run around a bit, because before you know it, we’ll be buried in snow and ice! For a little help, check out mapmyrun.com, search for Middlebury and you’ll find an extensive list of fellow Middkid’s favorite routes. Or, you can join Mchakamchaka for their weekly running and singing sessions.

‘how was your summer?’

Annnnnd, we’re all back. Let the classes, roaming freshman herds and awkward embraces begin. Whether you are coming back from abroad, or just the summer, the first-week encounters are exciting and exhilarating, yet painfully uncomfortable at the same time. Suddenly leaving Ross dining hall becomes a 20-minute process as every fifth person you run into results in the same old “Oh my gosh! How was your summer/where are you living/what classes are you taking” debacle. And don’t forget the critical decision of whether to hug or not—a major turning point in the relationship.

Every year we all swear to avoid these fatal questions, an oath that usually lasts a day, if even hours. Well, I demand that we stop the shenanigans this year. I dare you, oh mighty Midd Blog reader, to be adventurous, to go that extra mile, walk over those burning coals and resist the urge to indulge in this behavior. Let’s just stick to the intellectual conversations about, you know, which dining hall is the best or how the hell to navigate Atwater suites.