Sunday, November 18, 2007

Another Day With Dad (and Another Penis Joke)

If you're a loyal reader, you may recall that my father's prostate-specific antigen levels were abnormally high awhile back, so he had a biopsy done on November 9. The day has come and gone, and, aside from Papa Monkey's butt hurting a bit for a day or two, the surgery went swimmingly. We are now awaiting the results, which should be ready the first week of December. Tick tock, tick tock.

Originally, my dad had planned to meet my brother and me for lunch near downtown L.A. yesterday.

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And, yes, it is "my brother and me," not "my brother and I" -- I hate when people get this wrong. The easiest way to remember this basic rule of grammar is to imagine that the other person isn't mentioned. You wouldn't say, "My dad had planned to meet I," would you? No, you wouldn't.
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Papa Monkey was interested in going to the Murakami exhibit at MOCA (which I've been dying to see myself), so we were going to do that after lunch.

A little before 9 a.m. yesterday, though, my dad called me and said he was tired and not up to lunch anymore. He suggested that we get together today instead, so I agreed, called my brother, and we went about our Saturday as usual.

This morning, however, I got another call from my dad. He said he didn't feel well and couldn't drive all the way to L.A. My brother and I decided to drive out to The Valley of the Dirt People to visit dear old dad. It worried me that he was sick and weak. To help cheer him up, we brought him some wonton noodle soup, which is sort of the Chinese version of American chicken noodle soup in that people like to eat it when they feel ill.

He loved it.

My dad seems so much older these days. I still remember when he would leave us in the dust on trails during family vacations. Now, he's small and frail and lonely. Our family dog, Belle, died earlier this year, and poor Papa Monkey lives in a 2500-square-foot home by himself.

Brother Monkey and I spent several hours at our dad's house. Papa Monkey was excited to show us a number of things, including his new Honda Pilot, a new Warhol-esque portrait of Belle, a new pergola that covers a patio set and small fountain, and the first orange produced by his new tiny little orange tree.



After roaming about the house, checking out my dad's new acquisitions, we sat down to share some little desserts from Austria, courtesy of one of my dad's friends who recently vacationed there. Well, lo and behold, our triangular treat (which was dark chocolate with hazelnut brittle filling) got us all laughing.
I don't know why I see penis jokes everywhere I go.

19 comments:

  1. I really wanna see the Murakami exhibit too, especially since I have all of the cute little cherries on my LV speedy! Totally laughed at the weenie jokes, and I'm still hopin' your dad is feelin' better! :)

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  2. i <3 the grammar lesson.
    your dad is cool. he wants to see murakami.
    wontonmein!
    grosse wiener sounded delicious, until you posted the pic.

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  3. You're a great daughter. And I'm thinking lots of good thoughts for Papa Monkey.

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  4. Awww. I feel the same way about my parents that you feel about your dad. It's hard to watch them age. I truly hope that your dad is okay.

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  5. I should say, I feel the same way about my parents AS you feel about your dad. What can I say, it's kind of early.

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  6. Thanks so much for the update. I've been thinking about your dad a lot since the last post. Hope the tests come out okay.

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  7. hope papa monkey starts to feel better soon and that the test results are all good.

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  8. papa monkey is so cute! thinking good thoughts...I was actually going to email you to see if you had any updates. thanks for keeping us posted.

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  9. Thinking good thoughts for Papa Monkey. Call him every day if you can.

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  10. It is so great you and your brother get out there to visit your dad, I hope he feels better soon :)

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  11. Back to back penis jokes! That awesome. :) And that was sweet of you guys to drive out an visit your dad. I'm sure he appreciated it. Keepin' your pops in my positive thoughts area. :)

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  12. i'm thinking good thoughts for papa monkey!

    and, duuuuuude. i was JUST bitching to the hub this weekend about that very same grammatical issue. it bugs me, it really does. using "i" instead of "me" does NOT make you sound intelligent, people.

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  13. Hope papa monkey's test results come back ok.

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  14. Ah, Murakami! I am still down for going, if you haven't gone yet!

    Hope Papa Monkey is feeling better...

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  15. Loving the dog artwork. I'd probably pay up to a million dollars for a Rocco piece of art.

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  16. oh Weemo...I will pray for good results for Papa Monkey. I know how you feel...I think about my parents growing older every day and it's hard to see them so frail and tired so often. Please keep us posted on his results. I'm sure he will be fine. His house looks AMAZING!!!!! So cute that he wants to show off so much to his kids. :) I'm sorry if I make that grammar mistake at any point in my blog. I've always thought I was very good at grammar but I must admit, my husband has had to correct me on a couple occasions. I hate that. :(

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  17. where was the exhibit? I saw the signs at the market near my house in Torrance (Western/Artesia).

    You see penis jokes because *drumroll* you're a perv! Nah... it's just funny to notice.

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  18. your dad looks great, not frail or old at all...hahaha on the grosse weiner

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