Some rules are meant to be broken.

My son G, the eternal rule follower, will have his first golf tournament today.

He has presented me with the list of do's & don'ts no less than 5 times. He is terrified that I am going to show up with a foam finger, my face painted & dragging a cooler behind me while wearing a tank top. I do think the cooler on wheels is a smashing idea. It would have a dual purposes & provide seating, while keeping my thirst at bay.

I do believe a MAN invented the sport. What woman would invent a sport where everyone has to sit in utter silence. I've never done anything in my life that demanded there be no noise pollution. I think it's the Dad's way of saying, "Hey, me and the guys are going golfing for 6 HOURS, so you'll have to keep the kids."

I think golf is boring. I think it needs livened up. I think you should be able to let out a big holler. They say it's a sport after all, but why does it seem to be more like going to the library?

Oh, I was also informed that I could not text, check email or nothing on my iphone. I wasn't even allowed to look at my phone??? That hardly sounds fair. I get the whole no ringing or talking, but texting....? that doesn't make any noise & provides a slight bit of entertainment for the long walk.

So I might not paint my face....but he didn't say anything about a cow bell.....