This is not a post about music. It is a post about math skills.
The other night, mere minutes after inviting the Midnight Gardener to a Trout Towers redneck beachfire,* I was asked to sell merchandise for Kathleen Edwards. So I ate one last s'more and then abandoned the Midnight Gardener, the Upstairs Neighbors and A#1 Houseguest, who is staying for the week. I am such a terrific hostess, no? "Hey, come on over! I'm just leaving!"
The band set me up with a table and told me how much the t-shirts and cds are. They gave me a list of inventory and showed me where to mark what I sold. Easy. During the next few hours, I listened to Kathleen Edwards (who I liked more than I thought I would**) and sold t-shirts and cds. I added up multiples of $25 and $15, in every configuration imaginable. It is the most math I've done in ages.
At the end of the night, I reconciled. Imagine my pride at discovering we had the right number of cds AND the right amount of money. Kind of amazing, really.
Then I discovered that they actually PAY you to stand behind a table and listen to music. Someone who works with the band came up and pulled out a pile of money. I was all set to say, "oh, can I just have a t-shirt?" because the girl shirts were groovy. But he was peeling off more money than I expected (I thought the shirt might be pushing it, honestly) so I piped down. He gave me $5 extra because he didn't have the right change. So I thought, well I'll just buy a t-shirt and we'll be even. But I couldn't figure out how much to give him. That's right, all my math was used up and I couldn't figure out what $25 plus a $5 non-credit was to save my life (answer: not $20).
Apparently I have a 3 hour cap on my math skills. So if I invite you over to toast marshmallows, I will have no idea how many you've eaten if you stay long enough.
Because I won't be there.
* we build a fire in the abandoned woodstove and sit around in the driveway, toasting marshmallows and watching fireflies. We are classy.
** she plays something akin to country, which I generally dislike. But she has smart, fun songs and now I think I love her. I wrote a complete review using cheese doodle heiroglyphs, but the kids ate it.