Last week I was cranky (See last week’s blog post). I am still cranky.  My son shared his flulike cold with me.  Some things are not meant to be shared.

As we finish unpacking in our new home, one of the last decision to be made is where to put our framed photographs.  We have limited space for pictures of us, vacations, our weddings, our parents, children, and now grandchildren.  Carefully we pick and chose which to display.  Those not chosen get packed in a box that is taped up and sent to the oblivion of the attic.  

Golf in the United States is a $76 billion annual industry with about 25 million players. Thirty-eight percent of Americans call themselves golf fans. Proponents say that golf meets the definition of "sport" found in the dictionary, requires physical exertion and coordination, and is recognized as a sport by sporting goods companies, athletic associations, fans, the media, and more. They point to golf's inclusion in the Olympics starting in 2016 as further evidence of its qualification as a sport.  

We traveled last weekend to the Berkshires to stay with old friends. It was our first visit in two years. So we had a lot of catching up to do. One of our friends' tongue in cheek "House Rules" is "Gossiping is encouraged, during your entire stay". Well, lots has happened in that 2 year interval and boy did we gossip. I must admit I love to gossip and have been accused of lacking a filter and being unable to keep a secret.

Last Sunday I attended the annual Holocaust Commemoration at Temple Emanu-El. As in recent years, for me the ceremony accentuates the fact that the number of survivors is decreasing every year. My Mother lights one of the thirty-six memorial candles and, unfortunately, there were not enough survivors to light them all.

According to earthday.org: Each year, Earth Day -- April 22 -- marks the anniversary of what many consider the birth of the modern environmental movement in 1970.

  That’s me! I had a bad week last week. Did you ever have one of those weeks where every time you turned around there was another crisis to avert? That was my week.