The One Where Her Brain Hurt

I have had all afternoon to work on my music. So what did I do? I scrubbed the downstairs bathroom. I worked on Cambria’s messy closet. I watched the last half of Mulan. For the 500th time (that one never gets old...I always get a little teary-eyed when the emperor gives her Shan Yu the Hun’s sword, and all of China falls to their knees in respect. For that matter, I love that Donny Osmond song in there, too...I’ll Make a Man Out of You...where in the middle the men’s chorus picks it up...Be a man! We must be swift as the coursing river... ahhh... but where was I???) Maybe you already get the picture. I seem to be procrastinating (I am, after all, posting for the second time in one day...). And right after complaining about no face time with the computer.

So here is the thing: it is really, really hard, and it is hurting my brain! This song is done. The lyrics are written. I can play it from start to finish on the piano. But it is like a Chinese puzzle (little nod to you, Mulan) trying to get it transcribed. I think it is because it is really hard rhythm, and I lack a mathematical brain. Skippy got it... he was cranking out the math last night. Josh and Tyler both got perfect scores on the math section of the SAT... Casey and Ethan, darned close. I think that I can take a lot of credit for that, because I ate really, really great when I was pregnant. Those kids popped out of me fat and smart. But the actual math aptitude...yikes! DK’s genes.

So the solution? I guess I have to just gut it out. Even if I have to pull an all-nighter, I am getting this song done this weekend. Rachel is coming to record it, and I will put a nice little preview up on the blog next week. I actually wrote this song for a friend, and it is time to gift-wrap it and leave it on her doorstep. Send me brain cells, everyone.