Business sign

My sister is starting up a small sandwich and salad shop and she wanted me to help her have the perfect business sign made up. She actually is the artist in the family, but she really doesn’t use her talents anymore, unless it’s doodling on a piece of scrap paper while she’s keeping our rummy scores. I hate it when a gift goes to waste, but she says that she got tired of drawing and just doesn’t feel like doing it anymore. I’ve known a lot of artists that sort of “tap dry” and who won’t draw or sculpt anymore. I guess it is sort of like a writers block.

While looking at various signs, my sister decided also to look at their brass plaques. There were quite a wide selection and she had a hard time with making a decision. At lunch I could tell she had put her thinking cap on because she was really quiet.

When I asked her why she wanted that kind of a plaque, she said that it was going to be a sort of commemorative plaque for the date we found out our mom and her husband were finally cancer free. The whole family is going to pitch in for this plaque. It makes me really happy that she would think of something like that. commemorative

Boys in the band

My two sons as I have mentioned before, have their own band. My oldest son A, started the band with his brother and two other guys, and A writes the music, plays lead (bass) and my youngest son plays the drums. He used to be on vocals, but the screaming kind of music they play wasn’t really great on his throat and I disliked it so much, that he stopped vocals and finally started playing his drums seriously.

The band has a show in a couple weeks and they are biting at the bit to finally once again go out in public and do more shows. They place they will be playing at, leaves a bit to be desired but it is a paying job and they are happy about that. Plus they are the headline band, so this is an added perk.

I’m debating about going. In truth, even though I am proud of them like no other mother, I don’t really care for the kind of music they play. It’s loudĀ  is called Death Metal…which means in my book, lots of lyrics I can’t understand because of the screaming of said lyrics. The combo tavern/hangout of younger people, is a rather unsavory place. Still, it is money and advertisement for my guy’s band. This I take as a positive. From what I hear, it’s sold out show and the place will be totally packed. Chad, the father of the other two guys in the band, will go and video them on stage playing for me, as places like this is not my cup of tea.