We began the Weekend Gathering of Random Family Members by watching the The Sound of Music, with running commentary from family members. My sisters and I love to talk during movies, a trait that not everyone appreciates, although I am always puzzled as to why. I mean, some people would PAY for such brilliant and insightful commentary. Of course, the subtle conversations between the characters in the movie caused much hilarity amongst the younger generation, who said things like, "Yeah, she's really thinking: you bitch!" Everyone but Urban Sophisticate kept saying, "Shouldn't the male lead have at least one attractive quality?" Since Red-haired Sister and I have memorized Maria von Trapp's autobiography, we kept chiming in to explain to the kids what REALLY happened.
Most of us have memories associated with The Sound of Music. Urban Sophisticate remembers watching it over and over again years ago during her semester abroad back in 1991. Red-haired Sister and I can remember going to see it with Kindergarten Friend and her sister at the movie theater, back in the seventies. My parents had the album so we heard the songs growing up. And my daughter sang the songs back in fifth grade, in her elementary school choir.
Watching the musical together had a peculiar and lingering effect on my family, causing them to burst into spontaneous songs at odd moments for the rest of the weekend. No one in the family suffers from self-consciousness so being in public places like the boardwalk did nothing to stop the singing. In fact, the mere sight of a pavilion would cause people to dance around singing, "I am sixteen going on seventeen." On Sunday, my sisters and I came out of the women's bathroom at a nature center to find the kids mysteriously hidden in these wooden boxes built to hold planters or trash cans. Then Dandelion Niece popped up, singing, "Doe a deer, a female deer" and the rest of the kids followed suit, each popping up with a line from the song. Most of the family have beautiful voices (I'm a notable exception), so we have no doubt that anyone overhearing us probably mistook us for descendants of the Von Trapp family.