Turly, mom encouraged my arts and crafts interest with TONS of nice glitter pens, cool paper, glue etc. I truly have no idea why I hated her so much as a child. Incomprehension I suppose.

I was never made to work for money. Babysitting and day camp leader at the worst.

Nice jobs for a tween and teenager.

I was payed downhill skiing lessons for a year or two. Super duper fancy equipement and ski fo, the company that bus us all to great mountains at 6am, on saturday in winter mcdonald's parking lot. I was allowed much competition in two basketball teams throughout high school. I was spoiled, spoiled, spoiled.