Or something.

I would like to write a long, long post about how I hate growing up. And how my fantastic parents led me right into financial stupidity by being so amazing.

But I won't. 'Cause it's not their fault I can't add and subtract properly--leading to everpresent financial drama. I will say this though! Children, Listen to your Auntie Stephie and marry very old, very rich men. And marry them often. It makes life easier!