Hit and Miss.

Ever since I moved to the States I've lived with people who liked to play golf.

In California I used to hear this guy talk with his BILs about golf here, there and everywhere. I was like: what's so funny about golf? what's so interested about it?

He told me once: what's the fun of you people (we Latinos) in watching 20 idiots run after a ball??? (he was talking about Soccer).

Few years went by and I moved to Texas - I lived in a Country Club residencial area where the people I lived with LOVED GOLF! They used to get together once a month to do tournaments with their friends, and several golf balls broke the windows on MY room...

Then I move to NY and the twins' father LOVES golf and he enrolled the twins in golf lessons.

Last year it was a pain in the neck taking them to the golf. I hate it! I hated every single second of it! And then I found out this year I had to take them again... I was like: OH NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

1st day - boring, though Ry is excellent!

2nd day - boring as well

3rd day - AWESOME!

I had a wonderful day today!!!!

We walked all over the golf course, the kids had a lot of fun putting, and hitting and doing whatever they were doing with the clubs... and I had fun! I might tell Gary to go to a mini golf course to play with me once.

I did enjoy it! and I'm looking forward to the next lesson next Tuesday :)