Pink Sock Monkey


Ahh, work sweet work

Posted on Thursday, February 5, 2009

Today is one of those rainy days where Monkey had a hot mug of morning tea, a black milky tea she makes from a bag just like her three-in-one coffee.  Now it’s the afternoon and Pink Monkey wants another tea to warm her up while all the rain drip-drops on the balcony outside.  

Milky Tea

This is what Monkey drinks.  It’s hard to read, but on the tea bag it says: Make a Healthy Beautifully Wish.  Monkey is going to do just that.  She likes to make healthy beautifully wishes.  Maybe it’s an asian thing.

This morning Monkey had her cello lesson where she learned one of the most important lessons of her life.  She was playing a Schroeder exercise for her teacher.  After she was done, he said, “Your notes are right, the dynamics are right,but….there’s not much emotion in it.”

That’s when Monkey realized that she was so concerned about playing the correct notes, getting the technical parts exact and following the musical instructions to a Tee, that she totally forgot to actually PLAY THE MUSIC!  Sometimes this happens in Monkey’s life.  She’s so worried about doing the right thing, she forgets to just live and be.

Me and my cello metronome.  It helps me keep rhythm when I practice.  This often makes me nervous and focus on getting it right instead of just enjoying the music.

Me and my cello metronome. It helps me keep rhythm when I practice. This often makes me nervous and focus on getting it right instead of just enjoying the music.

 

Monkey’s also been on the computer a lot these days, tic-tac-ing on keys, uploading files, moving folders, creating portfolios, PDFs, JPGs, DOCs, PSDs, MOVs, ABCs and 123s.  It’s like a click click clacking dance that all happens in the screen on her lap.  Sometimes her eyes hurt after awhile.  

 

I'm working on the computer

I'm working on the computer

Don’t tell anyone, but Pink Monkey wears glasses.  She wishes she didn’t have to, likes to pretend she doesn’t, but in fact, she’s a four-eyed monkey.

Dinner update!  The other night Pink Monkey and her partner in monkey crime made shrimp and cheesy grits with asparagus.  This took Monkey back to her southern belle roots.  Of course when she was a young southern belle, she hated grits, abhorred vegetables, disliked seafood, and only really wanted to eat chocolate for every meal.  

Anyways, Blue Monkey grilled the shrimp to crispy perfection and Pink Monkey enjoyed herself very much.  There was even enough shrimp left over to make shrimp po’boys with coleslaw for next day’s dinner.  Pink Monkey sighs because this reminds her of good ol’ southern Virginny and the Carolinas. 

Shrimp for Grits

Asparagus for Shrimp

 

Oh boy, Po' Boys!

Oh boy, Po' Boys!

Monkey is still working hard on her picture-taking.  She wants everyone to enjoy the visual images with their eyeballs oh so much.  Maybe she’s trying too hard like her cello-playing.  Maybe she should enjoy the pictures just the way they are.

Monkey also feels like this post is rather discursive.  She wishes she could be more poetic.  Like the Tao Te Ching which she just read but still has a long way to go to actually absorb its meaning.  Words that resound more than its letters.  Sentences that serenade like Tosca does for Scarpio before she stabs him in the chest.  Really good poetic-ness like that.

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Today is a pretty Saturday

Posted on Saturday, January 31, 2009

How lucky Monkey feels that she can have a pretty Saturday like today.  It could have been a lonely pretty Saturday, since her partner in monkey crime was off at the family ranch chopping trees and climbing up to mountain springs.  But Pink Monkey decided that today was a not-lonely pretty Saturday but just a pretty Saturday.

First, she slept in to get her monkey snoozes, then she went swimming in the warm water pool.  There were other people swimming, even one woman who had a noodle under her arms so all she did was paddle her feet all morning long.    

After breakfast, Monkey practiced her cello scales and Schroeder exercises.  Then she cleaned lots of clothes in the washing machine because monkey clothes get stinky just like everyone else’s.  What fun.  But it feels good to have things spic-and-span.

Then Pink Monkey got to read and have her thoughts float in different places without trying too hard to think and not think.  And she got to reminisce about all the wonderful meals she and her partner in monkey crime got to eat this past week.  It was fun to cook things like chicken in cherry-olive sauce with polenta, steak surprise with fried rice and chopped brussel sprouts, and especially the yummy carnitas.

Cherry Chicken with Polenta
Steak Surprise

 

carnitas

Her partner in monkey crime also made refried beans to go with the carnitas.  The beans were delicious and creamy like chocolate pudding except made with beans, not chocolate.  After dinner, when he wasn’t looking, Pink Monkey licked the bowl and spoon of the refried beans.  It was like licking a bowl of brownie batter.  A bowl of refried bean brownie batter.  Beans.  Brownies.  Mmmm.

Monkey’s excited because tonight is date night.  When Blue Monkey comes home from being a ranchhand cowboy monkey, he’s taking her out to paint the town red, and also pink, because Monkey thinks pink is very beautiful too.

So Monkey’s probably going to put on a pretty monkey dress, fix up her new hair cut and maybe pretend she’s a famous person because that’s how lucky she feels.  She can’t wait!


Long Time No See

 

Posted Thursday, January 29, 2009

Pink Monkey feels a little bad about not visiting her new blog in so long.  Of course she doesn’t have many visitors, but she likes to pretend she does and she never wants to keep visitors waiting.  It’s always important to be a good host.

So much to tell!  Last Sunday, Pink Monkey and her partner in monkey crime went to visit his monkey family at the big Queen Mary boat in Long Beach.  Monkey wonders if this beach is really longer than other beaches, and if so, how much longer.

They all ate at the champagne brunch buffet in a huge room that made her think of the Titanic movie with Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet.  Pink Monkey thinks Kate Winslet is so pretty that she sometimes wonders what would it be like to be her very best friend so she could look at her all the time.  

In the large Titanic buffet room, Monkey filled her plate with food and ate it.  It was pretty good for being made for so many people and her monkey friends.

Queen Mary Buffet

 

Monkey ate lots of bacon and mozzarella cheese.  Monkey likes cheese.  So does her monkey partner in crime.  There were also cheese blintzes that she dripped blueberry sauce on.  She shared some with Blue Monkey.  Cheese is an expression of love.

Then they went around the big Queen-Mary-like-Titanic boat where there were lots of other people walking around.  Babies, kid people, adult people, old people and some that needed wheels to get around.  It was very exciting.  Monkey’s favorite part was the spooky propellor.  

Spooky Propellor

Spooky propellor

The rest of the week has been very good.  On Monday, Monkey baked mac n’ cheese for her partner in monkey crime.  She made it with manchego cheese which comes from sheep milk and that’s why she thinks it tastes so baa-ram-good.  She also went to class on Monday and rode her bike to the school.

 

Me and Jumbo Hauler

Me and my bike. Her name is Jumbo Hauler.

This is Monkey’s bike.  Her name is Jumbo Hauler.  She hauls jumbo things.  Monkey likes Jumbo Hauler very much because she has a bell that she rings to get people the BELL out of the way. 

Monkey is a very good rider, although riding on the street sometimes makes her nervous.  But she’s careful and wears her helmet. She always puts safety first.

 

I put safetly first!

I put safety first.

That night she and Blue Monkey ate her cheesy mac with sauteed leeks.  Monkey also made a salad with apples, candied pecans, parmesan, arugula and prosciutto. 

Mac n Cheese

Cheese baked in a bowl.

 

I ate this and more!

I ate this and more.

The other night, Monkey and her partner in crime watched a movie called Bigger, Stronger, Faster.  Monkey wishes she could be all those things, except only bigger in some places.  There were many famous people in the movie: Rocky, Rambo, Conan, Hulk Hogan, a guy who looks like the governor of the western state called California, and another guy who looks like Mr. Obama’s vice-president man.  Monkey didn’t understand what steroids really were before watching, but now she has to think twice before judging people for taking them.  It was a good lesson to learn.  

The rest of the week has been full of eating, sleeping, class, work, cello-playing, thinking, trying-not-to-think thinking, watching movies, and eating again.  Monkey is very excited because on the food-eating schedule for tonight, Blue Monkey is making carnitas.  Pink Monkey like carnitas.  She likes putting them in warm tortillas and then putting them in her mouth.  If Monkey weren’t a monkey, she would be a piggy because piggies are delicious.


Rainy Tea Day

Posted on Friday, January 23, 2009

Today was a rainy day.  Monkey likes rainy days where she can sit and stare at all the rain falling from the sky.  

Looking at the rain and sky

Rainy days are thoughtful.  Pink Monkey’s mind is full of thoughts and feelings about everything and nothing.  She likes to stare at her mandarin orange tree.  Monkey loves fruit trees.  You would think that Monkey would like banana trees the best, but actually her favorite is mango.  She could eat mangos all day long and all night long as well.   But she also loves her orange tree very much.

I love my orange tree very much.

I love my orange tree very much.

 

 

Rain means cello-playing and drinking warm liquids in big white mugs.  Pink Monkey drank a delicious drink that came out of a plastic bag called three-in-one coffee.  

Three-in-one coffee

Monkey didn’t think a liquid out of a plastic bag could be so tasty, but she was wrong.  She also got to use her monkey hand towel that her partner in monkey crime gave to her.

Look at all the Monkeys!

Look at all the Monkeys!

Today Pink Monkey also got her hair cut.  She doesn’t get it as short as she wants because her partner in monkey crime likes it long.

I like my new haircut.

I like my new haircut.


Sundays are Great!

Posted on Sunday, January 18, 2009

Pink Monkey had a very stay-at-home, not-doing-anything-really-exciting, but still a great day today.  Her partner in monkey crime made breakfast while she dabbled on the great World Wide Web looking up chili recipes.  One of Mr. Obama’s favorite food is chili so Monkey wants to make chili to celebrate when he gets to be the president in the big white house in the city of Washington D.C.! Yay Mr. Obama!  She’s going to make cornbread too.

While Monkey cut and pasted many chili recipes, she didn’t realize that her partner in monkey crime was making such a delectable breakfast.

Eggs Benedict a la James

 

Poached eggs with hollandaise on a cracker pancake with prosciutto.  And that’s a nice hunk-a manchego cheese with creamy olives on top.  Monkey was very happy to eat this.  She’s lucky to have such a great breakfast-maker as her monkey crime partner.  This got her very distracted from Mr. Obama-celebrating chili.  

Then Monkey practiced her cello. 

 

I'm practicing my cello

I'm practicing my cello

 

 

Monkey still doesn’t play her cello very well, but she’s very proud of it.  His name is Jeremy.  His full name is Jeremy the Cello.

 

Me and my cello.  His name is Jeremy the Cello.

Me and my cello. His name is Jeremy the Cello.

 

Dinnertime came so soon.  They had leftover beef burgundy that Monkey made in the crockpot.  It was the first time she made food in the crockpot.  It was more runny than she wanted but it still tasted yummy.  

She also made green beans.  She used the microwave.  She loves using the microwave.  If the microwave wasn’t filled with radiation, Monkey would live there all the time.

Beef Burgundy and Green Beans

 

After dinner they plan to finish watching The Money Pit with Tom Hanks and Shelly Long.  Monkey loves that movie.  Sometimes she doesn’t even need to see it, she just thinks about a scene and she laughs.