Conversation – 18

@sheba2011

I had the electrician this morning. He replaced the ballast and also the motion detector. The new motion detector works well and I can now see the keyhole on the front door. After he was done returned to the MB for some shut eye.

Since it’s already Friday I am not sure if I will be in Trivia on time. I’m sure someone will start it off. I will be there at some point.

Hubby was awake when I arrived. Dinner was so so. He had potato fries with a biscuit and chili. For dessert a brownie. I wasn’t too happy with this meal. No veggies. No salad. Iced tea. No water. I did not go shopping and will try to do some today. Aldi’s has strawberries on sale. My hubby and his roommate have asked for some and will comply. I did contact the insurance company and got no where. However, I think the problem lies with the way the rehab had explained the situation. I think it is something that we can work out. Still no word on an appointment with an Urologist.

Not sure what the weather will be like. It’s supposed to rain today (actually tonight through tomorrow morning). We do need the rain and I am not complaining. This is a cold front but the temps will still be in the 80s. However, Monday, more rain and another cold front which would put our temps in the 70s and mid 50s to low 60s at night. This cold front may last awhile. Not to worry. I have jackets and coats for all seasons. Only thing. No boots.

Sheba, we will catch your rain Friday and Saturday. Yup, May the roof hold up.
Sad to hear Chaim Topol passed. The Music in Fiddler on the roof was wonderful as was the acting.

Peace Out Peeps enjoy your evening and stay safe. ✨✨

Chaim Topol RIP. ✨✨

Sabbath Prayer – Fiddler on the Roof

May the Lord protect and defend you.
May He always shield you from shame.
May you come to be
In Israel a shining name.
May you be like Ruth and like Esther.
May you be deserving of praise.
Strengthen them, Oh Lord,
And keep them from the strangers’ ways.
May God bless you and grant you long lives.
(May the Lord fulfill our Sabbath prayer for you.)
May God make you good mothers and wives.
(May He send you husbands who will care for you.)
May the Lord protect and defend you.
May the Lord preserve you from pain.
Favor them, Oh Lord, with happiness and peace.
Oh, hear our Sabbath prayer. Amen.

Sunrise, Sunset – Sunrise Sunset – Fiddler On The Roof

(Tevye)
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
(Golde)
I don’t remember growing older
When did they?
(Tevye)
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be so tall?
(Golde)
Wasn’t it yesterday
When they were small?
(Men)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
(Women)
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
(All)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
(Tevye)
What words of wisdom can I give them?
How can I help to ease their way?
(Golde)
Now they must learn from one another
Day by day
(Perchik)
They look so natural together
(Hodel)
Just like two newlyweds should be
(Perchik & Hodel)
Is there a canopy in store for me?
(All)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

If I Were a Rich Man
Song by Chaim Topol

“Oh, Lord, you made many, many poor people
I realize, of course, it’s no shame to be poor
But it’s no great honor either!
So, what would have been so terrible if I had a small fortune?”
If I were a rich man
Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum
All day long, I’d biddy biddy bum
If I were a wealthy man
I wouldn’t have to work hard
Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum
If I were a biddy biddy rich yidle-diddle-didle-didle man
I’d build a big, tall house with rooms by the dozen
Right in the middle of the town
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below
There would be one long staircase just going up
And one even longer coming down
And one more leading nowhere, just for show
I’d fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks
For the town to see and hear
Squawking just as noisily as they can
And each loud of the”gee”, be it “gow”, be it “geh”, be it “guh”
Would land like a trumpet on the ear
As if to say, “Here lives a wealthy man”
If I were a rich man
Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum
All day long, I’d biddy biddy bum
If I were a wealthy man
I wouldn’t have to work hard
Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum
If I were a biddy biddy rich yidle-diddle-didle-didle man
I see my wife, my Goldie, looking like a rich man’s wife
With a proper double-chin
Supervising meals to her heart’s delight
I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock
Oy, what a happy mood she’s in
Screaming at the servants, day and night
The most important men in town would come to fawn on me!
They would ask me to advise them like a Solomon the Wise
“If you please, Reb Tevye…”
“Pardon me, Reb Tevye…”
Posing problems that would cross a rabbi’s eyes!
And it won’t make one bit of difference if I answer right or wrong
When you’re rich, they think you really know!
If I were rich, I’d have the time that I lack to sit in the synagogue and pray
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall
And I’d discuss the holy books with the learned men, several hours every day
And that would be the sweetest thing of all
If I were a rich man
Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum
All day long, I’d biddy biddy bum
If I were a wealthy man
I wouldn’t have to work hard
Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum
Lord, who made the lion and the lamb
You decreed I should be what I am
Would it spoil some vast eternal plan
If I were a wealthy man?

Matchmaker – Fiddler On The Roof
Song by Michele Marsh, Neva Small, and Rosalind Harris

Well, somebody has to arrange the matches,
Young people can’t decide these things themselves.
She might bring someone wonderful—-
Someone interesting—-
And well off—-
And important—
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch
Matchmaker, Matchmaker
Look through your book,
And make me a perfect match
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
I’ll bring the veil,
You bring the groom,
Slender and pale.
Bring me a ring for I’m longing to be,
The envy of all I see.
For Papa,
Make him a scholar.
For mama,
Make him rich as a king.
Chava and Hodel:
For me, well,
I wouldn’t holler
If he were as handsome as anything.
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch,
Night after night in the dark I’m alone
So find me match,
Of my own.
(Spoken)
Since when are you in a match, Chava? I thought you had your eye on your books.
(Hodel chuckles)
Tzeitel con’t:
And you have your eye on the Rabbi’s son.
Well, why not?
We have only one Rabbi and he has only one son.
Why shouldn’t I want the best?
Because you’re a girl from a poor family.
So whatever Yenta brings, you’ll take, right?
Of course right!
Hodel, oh Hodel,
Have I made a match for you!
He’s handsome, he’s young!
Alright, he’s 62.
But he’s a nice man, a good catch, true?
True.
I promise you’ll be happy,
And even if you’re not,
There’s more to life than that—
Don’t ask me what.
Chava, I found him.
Won’t you be a lucky bride!
He’s handsome, he’s tall,
That is from side to side.
But he’s a nice man, a good catch, right?
Right.
You heard he has a temper.
He’ll beat you every night,
But only when he’s sober,
So you’ll alright.
Did you think you’d get a prince?
Well I do the best I can.
With no dowry, no money, no family background
Be glad you got a man!
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
You know that I’m
Still very young.
Please, take your time.
Up to this minute,
I misunderstood
That I could get stuck for good.
Chava and Hodel:
Dear Yenta,
See that he’s gentle
Remember,
You were also a bride.
It’s not that
I’m sentimental
Chava and Hodel and Tzeitel:
It’s just that I’m terrified!
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Plan me no plans
I’m in no rush
Maybe I’ve learned
Playing with matches
A girl can get burned
So,
Bring me no ring
Groom me no groom
Find me no find
Catch me no catch
Unless he’s a matchless match.

Chava Ballet

Little Bird, Little Chavala
I dont understand whats happening today
Everything is all a blur
Gentle and kind and affectionate
The sweet little bird you were
Chavala, Chavala

Little Bird, Little Chavala
You were always such a pretty little thing
Everybodys favourite child
Gentle and kind and affectionate
The sweet little bird you were
Chavala, Chavala

Far From The Home I Love – Fiddler On The Roof

How can I hope to make you understand
Why I do
What I do
Why I must travel to a distant land
Far from the home I love
Once I was happily content to be
As I was
Where I was
Close to the people who were close to
Here in the home I love
Who could see that a man would come who would change the shape of dream
Helpless now I stand with him
Watching older dreams grow dim
O what a melancholy choice this is
Wanting home
Wanting him
Closing my heart to every hope but his
Leaving the home I love
There where my heart has settled long ago
I must go
I must go
Who could image I’d be wandering so
Far from the home I love
Yet
There with my love
I’m home!

@Sheba

Hello Sheba, how did your rainy day go?
Send some rain down here, we are extremely dry. I watered the front plants today, they were crying for water. The backyard had the large Rabbit sitting and enjoying the area.
So I didn’t go out in the back not to disturb him.

I tried again with Walmart, getting delivery to my address. They said they will work on it. Let’s see what the outcome will be.

Got up at 7:30 AM and made some bread. I had made the dough last night and allowed it to rise in the refrigerator. This morning I divided into eight pieces formed the little French breads and placed it to rise for two hours then baked it.
I had fresh warm bread for breakfast.

Take care Sheba ❤️❤️❤️❤️🌷🌷🌷🌷