To Melissa

To Melissa:                         

 "My Little Honey Bee"

Your sweet name means "honey bee,"

And heaven knows you're "Honey" to me.

You go buzzing and buzzing around the town, 

Seemingly in random mode and can't slow down. 

But, honey, I know you always have a plan; 

I watch you operate and just say, "oh, man!" 

You are cheerful, creative, honest, and true,

And you're courageous and tough through and through.
  TRULY YOU ARE MY PRECIOUS, CHERISHED LITTLE " HONEY BEE,"

AND YOU MEAN THE ARMS-OUTSTRETCHED, WHOLE WIDE WORLD TO ME!

mt 2005
revised: April 25, 2012

by your proud Mama

who loves you a lot...Muah!

 

 

                                               

                                                           
                                                                                                                                       

Not a Problem at All

                                             

 

       Phil and I have always lived a middle-class lifestyle with moderate incomes as teachers.  We always have what we need, and also many things we think we need, but really just want.  For example, instead of regular old TV, we have cable HDTV with all of the movie channels.  Do we need all of those cable movie channels?  Heck, no.  I mean, how many movies can you watch in a day or a month or a year? Plenty, but wouldn't one movie channel be enough? I mean, why not just get HBO and drop Stars, Showtime, Cinemax...you get the idea.  And, of course, we LOVE football!  We have two cable sports channels so that we can watch major sports all day and night if we want to. And we're FAT!  All we do is sit in front of the TV surfing the 250 cable channels and snack. I have to join a belly dancing class. I have plenty of belly to roll around. It makes a person wonder when we have time to work, or to sleep, or to have SEX, for Pete's sake! Who is Pete by the way? Does anyone know the answer to that question?

     There's another thing along with the TV cable channels.  Why does Phil need a Bluetooth?  He talks on the phone about twenty minutes a week.  Isn't the Bluetooth overkill? I think it is, but he chose to spend bokoo dollars on a Bluetooth because it's tech-nahhh-lo-gggy, which is fascinating to him and 'he really needs it'. We have nation-wide everything you can have.  We have the maximum minutes. We have our phones plugged into the Internet for $30 extra bucks a month, and what are G3 and G4?  I don't even know!  I just carry my phone around, a phone that cost over $400 freakin' dollars!  I don't even know how to use the dumb thing.  Wait, is it dumb or am I?  No one else seems to have the problems with their phones that I have with mine...

     If we dropped our cell phone plan to something realistic for two older baby-boomers like us, we'd live on $450 more a month!  Man, look at that.  Dropping cable TV would see us with at least $200 extra bucks, too.  I've already theoretically saved us $650 a month. Yeeeah! Well, in reality, we've saved enough to pay off our Sears credit card and close the account.  That will feel SO GOOD!

          "Hello, I'd like to speak to someone in Billing, please...OK, thank you. Hello, this is Marcy Sunami.  I'm calling to pay off the balance on our credit card account and to close the account. 
     "Uh-huh...uh-huh...uh-huh. Well, no, I don't think that's a good idea for us right now.  I just want to pay off the balance and close the account please. 
     "Uh-huh...uh-huh...uh-huh, Darn, how can I get this lady to just shut up and do what I want her to do?  I can't hang up on her; she has to take information!  
     "Uh-huh...uh-huh...Well, OK, just send the information to my home and I'll look it over...you're welcome." What?  Did I just say that? I'll just have to pay at the store.

    Dam--oops, I mean, darn it, where's my billfold?  I KNOW I put it in my purse!  I know I did!  Now I have to take every darn thing out of my purse....Oh, shiii-shoot! (Ooops, sorry, God)  It's seven minutes 'til closing!  I have to get this stuff back into my purse and run for it! If I can just get through the doors before they're locked, they have to let me finish my business, don't they?

    Thank You, God, that's done!  Man, I have to sit here in the car for a minute.  I CAN'T BREATHE! My heart's thumping so hard, I'm going to have a heart attack!  Deep breathe, girl, deep breathe...OK...I think I'm able to drive.  OOooh, no, wait, diiizzy! Why, oh, why do I do this to myself? Waiting 'til the last minute on EVERYthing and then it's 'hurry, hurry, hurry'!  Ooooh, no...panic attack on the horizon! IN two, three and OUT two, three, and IN two, three, and OUT two, three...if I keep this up, I'm going to hyperventilate. I'll have to take my anxiety medication. What? No way! I can't find it! It HAS to be in my purse. What's this? Great, it's my little make-up mirror, feels just like my pill case. Is this it? Ummm, no.  Oh, this don't say it!, ...damn purse, I have to take everything out of it again...let's see...lipstick...mascara...friggin' PHONE...kleenex...billfold...wait, is this it?  YES!!! Thank you, God!!  I'll put this stuff back in my purse while I wait for the medication to take effect. I'm DEFINITELY getting a new purse tomorrow!!

    Now get on it, Marcy!! You've got to get home.  Oh-oh!  Why won't the key go into the ignition? Ha,ha,ha. It's the house key.  Can't see in the dark. I think this is the right one.  YES!!!! Oh, thank You, thank You, thank You. I hope I hit green lights all the way.

    I have never been so glad to see my house!  I hope Phil has lost track of time...am I kidding?  He's lived with me for fifteen years.  He would faint if I ever took less than an hour to do a fifteen minute errand!! Actually, I'd faint, too. Where's that house key?

     "Hey, Babe, I'm home.  What? Oh, sorry. You're finished talking? OK... Who was on your Bluetooth?  Hank? How is he?  Same-o, same-o, huh? 
     "What's on TV?  The Vikings are playing the Saints? You're kidding!  What channel?  ESPN cable?  Oooo, good game.  I think I'll watch it and veg for awhile.  Do we have anything to snack on? And a Shiner Bohemian? We do? Awesome!"

     I can't believe I was ready to drop our cable channels. That would be crazy.  We'd miss so many exciting moments like this one...yeah, I KNOW we're fat.  I'll worry about that tomorrow or maybe the day after or the day after that...ha,ha,ha.  I crack myself up.

    "Oh, by the way, love, I took care of our Sears account.  It's paid off and closed. What? Oh, yes, it is a good thing to have that done. Aww, Hon, you're welcome. Glad to do it.  It was not a problem, not a problem at all."    

Written by Marni Tagami, March 3, 2010

A satire about my hubby and me

The Man I love

 The Man I Love

Some people are just not created for this earth;

Their hearts are too good, and their souls are like gold.

They are such examples to us earthy ones, so "self, self, self",

It costs them greatly to give up their dreams and submit to the dreams of another.

They remain steadfast and sure,

Taking their stand for the needs of the "other".

They believe for the best, they wait for the best, and they stand for the best.

Because they have hope, they give hope. 

Because they have love, they inspire love.

Because they are loyal, they draw loyalty.

They live on a higher plain….

Would to God that more of us could follow them.

I despair of being what you envision I can become,

But I try to rise above what I am.

Because of you, I aspire to hope, to love, to be loyal;

Above all, I aspire to be faithful to you.

I despair of being what you envision I could be,

But thank you for being here to help me.

mt 12/11/2009

                                             Dedicated to Bill Tagami

                                             Free Verse