The Sound of Music

When I was very small, my nan (or my great-grandmother) gave me a copy of The Sound of Music.  Since it was the 80s, the movie was squeezed onto two video cassette tapes, the first one ending as Gretl ran out of the room, declaring that this will be her first party.

Tonight, it’s been 50 years since this amazing movie was released, and I’m watching Diane Sawyer interview Julie Andrews on ABC and singing the songs to myself.  These songs have been a part of my life for more than 25 years.

(As an aside, I met Julie Andrews at the Little Shop of Stories back in 2010.  She is as beautiful and charismatic in person as she is on-screen.)

When the kids I nannied were scared of a thunderstorm, I pulled out My Favorite Things.  When I struggled with finding the balance between my passion and a job, Climb Every Mountain echoed in my head.  To this day, when I need a particular brand of courage, I Have Confidence is what I sing to myself (or, loudly, if I’m by myself).  Senior year of high school, as our class was riding in a bus through the countryside of snowy Austria, every girl, at once, began singing The Sound of Music.

This movie shaped me, and I have this deep, indefinable love for it.  The opening sequence takes me back to summer afternoons in the living room, sun streaming through the windows and my watching, rapt, as Maria twirled around Salzburg.

(As another aside, one of my biggest regrets is that, during that trip to Austria, we hit Vienna and drove right by Salzburg.  I can’t believe I was that close, I saw the abbey on the hill, and couldn’t disembark and see the sights of my favorite movie.  I will go back one day.)

Julie was my age when she filmed this movie, which makes me feel a sort of kinship with her.  Sadly, I will never be able to sing as well as she can, but I can damn well make my life as meaningful and beautiful as she’s done.  And maybe even find my own Captain Von Trapp along the way.

Climb every mountain.
Ford every stream.
Follow every rainbow.
‘Til you find your dream.

Good Monday

I follow an artist on YouTube who, every day, posts videos reminding her viewers to enjoy every day, be silly every day, and other general reminders.  She is always trying to find the bright side of things, even if she had a terrible day.  This has inspired me, and so I will list some of the things I’m thankful for.

  • It’s officially March, which means spring isn’t too far off.  And we all know that springtime in Atlanta is a sight to behold.  Bring me some daffodils and dogwoods.  Not to mention the azaleas.
  • It’s supposed to rain all week.  Now, for some people, that’s not a positive thing.  But, as a writer, I find myself loving the sound of raindrops on the roof and against the window and hoping for a rumble of thunder.  And even if I get my feet wet, I’m going to keep loving whatever weather comes my way.
  • I’ve lost almost 30 pounds.  I will be thankful and proud of that instead of beating myself up that I haven’t lost more.
  • Wednesday, I’m attending the Atlanta Magazine Best of Atlanta Party.  How lucky I am to be able to attend events like this and make a living doing what I love.
  • I have plans with several friends this week.  How lucky I am to have such people in my corner.

In short, I think it’s important to find the good in every day and be cheerful and upbeat, no matter what life brings you.  Just call me Pollyanna.

RIP

I’ve been watching The Walking Dead since Halloween of 2010, when this whole crazy thing started.  Tonight, I mourn for Rick’s beard.  It put up a good fight, but it was time for rest.

I’d forgotten how good lookin’ Mr. Grimes’/Lincoln’s beardless face is.  I’m feeling very conflicted.

RIP, Rick’s beard.  You’ll be missed.

2.26

Inventive blog post titles, huh?

I’ve been dieting since November 1, and so far I’ve lost almost 30 pounds.  I’m pretty happy, mostly because I don’t feel like I’m dieting.  Keto is an excellent option for those who don’t want to spend too much time doing a traditional diet.  I just got on the scale tonight and somehow, despite eating 2.5 bagels and some fries this week, I’ve lost 6 pounds.  What???

Let’s not question it.

I wish I could spend time celebrating, but alas, I have two projects due tomorrow so we’ll save the fun for the weekend.

Things I Want to Do

One of the perks of dieting is having your clothes fit again, not to mention the distinct lack of jiggling when you move.  One of the downsides of dieting is all the damn cravings.  I want a big, juicy burger.  I want croissants.  I want tater tots and nachos and a milkshake.  However, I will stick to my diet and eat spinach and chicken and no bread instead.

I also want to watch lots of movies.  I want to watch Mary Poppins and The Sound of Music and The Wizard of Oz.  Instead, I will keep working and chugging along.  Maybe I can combine these two cravings into one giant reward night for working my ass off.

I’ve just realized I’ve spent almost 12 hours in work mode.  I’m closing the laptop, running a bath (with bubble, bitch!), and picking up a good book.

Let’s start again tomorrow.