My dad's half-Lebanese my mom is full Lebanese. I'm three-quarters Lebanese. Irish-Lebanese.

Dad worked in a warehouse when I was little and I didn't see him for three years as he was doing all the overtime God gave him to buy me new ballet shoes or a new tutu.

And then before going back for my sophomore year I decided to change my major to arts and sciences and my dad cut a deal with me: He said if I'd quit school he'd pay my rent for the next three years as if I were in school.

My mom's been married three times my dad has been married a lot. I didn't really see my dad that much.

My parents moved to American Samoa when I was three or four years old. My dad was principal of a high school there. It was idyllic for a kid. I had a whole island for a backyard. I lived there until I was eight years old and we moved to Santa Barbara.

My mom and dad worked very hard to give me the best chance in - not just in golf but in life. You know I was an only child you know my dad worked three jobs at one stage. My mom worked night shifts in a factory.

In my case I was born to parents who were very young and I don't think they were entirely ready to have a child. My dad was going to college and working two or three jobs at the same time and my mum was working and going to school.

My grandfather had two boys my uncle had three boys my dad had me and my two brothers each of my brothers have had two boys. Then something happened with the chromosomal experiment and suddenly I've got three girls.

My dad was a baggage handler at Heathrow and careful with money. He worked hard and had three jobs when I was young. I wish I'd inherited his care for money. Sadly I've grown up to be rather scatty when it comes to finances.

I was born and raised in East Los Angeles by a single mom who had three biological kids and adopted four more. I never met my dad.