It's a Friday evening and I have just drifted off into the loveliest dream. I am the young and beautiful Julie Andrews falling for the dashing Christopher Plummer on the movie set of my favorite musical, "The Sound of Music". Things are progressing right on cue. I have sung the opening theme song, met the Captain with his "ridiculous" whistle, set on the infamous pinecone, cut up the curtains to make playclothes, and then "Up in the nursery, an absurd little bird, is calling out to say "You're" cuckoo, cuckoo...."