“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens …”
I can’t seem to get Julie Andrews’ neurotically chirpy voice out of my head, raving on and on about all of her “faves.” And I want to hold her personally responsible for starting this whole nauseatingly naive positive thinking rage.
“Brown paper packages tied up with strings. These are a few of my favorite things!”
You know, all those gurus who are 100% positively positive all the time, no matter what. The ones who constantly post those perky little “inspiring” truisms on Facebook and insist that “everything happens for a reason.”
“Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels. Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles …”
I can’t get that damn song out of my head! (Bet it’s happening to you too by now; sorry …)
“Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings …”
Enough already …
But on second thought, even though I don’t exactly share Ms. Andrews’ fondness for schnitzel and snowflakes, she does have a point when it comes to kitten whiskers:
The song caused me to dig for old photos of my cat, Boris, when he was just a kitten with all those bitten-off whiskers.
And it makes me smile.
Especially when I compare it to his current set of bad-ass walrus whiskers:
And this makes me smile even more.
How did my sweet little kitten morph into this tough guy? I realize this has nothing to do with travel, but living with him has been a journey of sorts, too.
Above all, Ms. Andrews’ song has made me conscious of the passage of time … and how being here, right now, and noticing the little things that make me happy is all that truly matters.
Geez, I’m becoming one of those sappy sentimental types I can’t stand.
I guess that’s what happens when you get that damn song stuck in your head …
Question: Do you sometimes find unexpected value even in things you criticize or make fun of? Tell me about it!