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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Favorite Things for Old Things

I have been making CD's with old music for my special people and offcourse Favorite Things from The Sound of Music featured.  One of my all time favourite songs:  I mean she sings about "Blue Satin Sashes" and "Crisp Apple Struddle"; who wouldn't like the song? 

This made me think of Julie Andrews, who I absolutely adore. (not as much as Audrey Hepburn, but she will feature in a blog post later).  She was so beautiful and pure in Sound of Music and that voice... 





I could watch that movie over and over when I was younger and anytime you having a DVD night and the Sound of Music features...I'm there.  (I can unfortunately not say my fiancee agrees with this, but he'll get around I'm sure) 

Mary Poppins are offcourse just as beautiful and another one of my favourites...(At least this one my dearest does agree with).  For a while after I've watched Mary Poppins changing the world with her umbrella, I was okay with drinking my medicine and my new favourite word was "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious"





I also think Julie Andrews is one of the most beautiful older ladies I have ever seen.  So graceful and poise and everything I want to be when I grow up... I cried and clapped with the audience when she got a standing ovation at the 2003 Academy Awards.





I received the loveliest email the other day about a new version of this song.

I thought I would share the lyrics.  Feel free to sing-a-long...

"Botox and nose drops and needles for knitting,
Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,
Bundles of magazines tied up in string,
These are a few of my favourite things...


Cadillac's and cataracts, hearing aids and glasses,
Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,
Pacemakers, golfcarts and porches with swings.
These are a few of my favourite things...When the pipes leak, when the bones creak,
When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favourite things,
And then I don't feel so bad.


Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions,
No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,
Bathrobes and heating pads and hot meals they bring,
These are a few of my favourite things...


Back pain, confused brains and no need for sinnin',
Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin',
And we won't mention our short shrunken frames,
When we remember our favourite things.


When the joints ache, when the hips break,
When the eyes grow dim,
Then I remember the great life I had,
And then I don't feel so bad."

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