If there was one person I wanted to be when I was growing up, it was Liesl from The Sound of Music. I couldn’t wait to be 16 going on 17. Like Liesl, I would have a ridiculously tiny waist, wear a flouncy dress and skip elegantly across benches in a dreamy gazebo. The post boy love interest was optional. I could probably do better than that not-so-good-looking sneak.

More than 20 years have passed since I turned 16 and, well . . . that didn’t happen.

No post boys beckoned me to come out of my room and dance in a thunderstorm. Had I attempted to fly across benches in a gazebo, I would, in all likelihood, have landed on the floor with a cartoon-like SPLAT! As for waist sizes, the less said the better.

Despite my dreams left languishing by the wayside, my loyalty to the movie has not waned.

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