Questions I hate answering

There are a few questions that I can't stand to answer. The first one is when people find out that i am from Michigan I instantly get two questions:
1. So do you like love snow?
Answer: No. Not at all. I actually can't stand snow to be honest. I am awful at skiing, I can't snow board worth my life, and sledding has never ended well for me. Literally it's as if God has made it his mission for me to hate snow with each passing cold, bitter, snowy day. When I look out my window and see snow I know for a fact that that day would be bad. Here are the positives of snow....it's pretty. There ya go! That is the only nice thing I will ever say about snow.
Second question: So if you're from Michigan you obviously love the University of Michigan right?
Answer: HA! No. Nice try though. I am 100%, fully-hearted, from the ti-p of my head down to my toes rooting for The Ohio State University. I'm sorry but I like football teams that win. My mom even graduated with honors from U of M but that doesn't mean I was born a Wolverine. I'd rather be a nut than a cross between a bear and a raccoon any day. And also I went to high school with the Kevin and Kelvin Grady, those of you who don't know the Grady's, they played Wide Receiver and running back for U of M. They weren't the nicest people in the world. They were spoiled, cocky, jocks who only passed high school because the teachers wanted to see them play in college; probably not true but I am allowed to speculate.
Next set of questions involve when people hear who my father is. My dad is Richard Holmes of Holmes and Wiseley law firm, the top law firm in Michigan. He is now practicing here in Kentucky and just won one of the largest settlements in U.S. history.
1. So you're like totally rich huh?
Answer: So very false. I am actually extraordinarily poor. I have a solid $23 in my account currently and pray everyday that my mom loves me enough to throw me $50 bucks for gas and groceries. My parents have always made it clear, their money is not my money nor will it ever be. That if I want money to spend I have to work for it. So that began my 35-40 hours working as a hostess and bartender my junior and senior year back home in Michigan. I finally began to feel the pain of working hard plus balancing A.P. classes. I would not recommend it. But the feeling of having your own pay check and your own money is pretty amazing. And I could spend it on anything that I wanted instead of only getting money for gas.
Second question: So do you want to be a lawyer when you go up?
Answer: Another no here. Shocking I know. I grew up with not only my dad being an Attorney, but my mom as well. And I hated it. They were always busy with depositions or having to be in court for their new case. They missed sports games, birthdays, and girl scout meetings. And now as I grow older I know it was for the greater good because they could pay bills and such but as I kid I loathed the words court, case, and lawyer. So no the last thing I want to be when I grow up is a lawyer. I actually want to throw a curve ball to the world and go to med school! I want to be an art psychiatrist working primarily with kids and teens. With this job I will always be able to drop my kids off at school, pick them up, and cook dinner together. My appointments with clients work at my preference and I wouldn't want it any other way. I never want to hear my kids say, "No my mom can't make it she has a client to see." I want to make sure I can be in every part of my kid lives as they want me to be. I will never put work before family.