Day 20- If you had 3 wishes, what would they be.

1. The perfect job to open up and become available.


2. My student loans to disappear mysteriously.



3. World Peace

Day 19- Nicknames you have & how or why you have them.

This is perhaps one of my favorite subjects, because I love nicknames. And I have lots of them. Some of my favorites include:

Coleslaw, but you already know how I got that one.

Oddly enough, and slightly but not exactly related, in high school one of my nicknames was Mamma Cabbages. Cabbage...Coleslaw...hehehehe! Apparently coles in Spanish means cabbages. Once my friend Erin found that out, it was the end. A nick name was born.

My mother calls me Sarah Beth, because Elizabeth is my middle name. It's actually more like Sarahbeth, one word. A few additional people have caught on to this name and call me it as well.

My brother calls me Little Bit. When I was a small child I couldn't pronounce Elizabeth, so I introduced myself as Sarah Littlebit. It's also how I got my email sarahlilibit.

There are two adorable 11 year olds, who when they are feeling cute and in the mood call me Rah Rah. They used to call me it all the time, but are apparently too old for that now. But once in a blue moon they call me that again. It warms my heart. That came about because my mother's nickname was Na Na, because she was one of their godmothers. They couldn't call her Nanny because they already had one of those, so she chose Na Na. And she used to hold them as babies and go Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na for hours. So, I decided to do the same: Rah Rah Rah Rah Rah Rah. It worked. They knew our names early on.

Scoles is pretty popular, for somewhat obvious reasons. And many times other words come off of scoles: scoliosis was one particularly tragic attempt. But one and only one person in this world is allowed to call me that!

Gobby used to call me Pooh Bear. My nursery was done up entirely in Pooh Bear prints (it was the sale item at Sears before I was born). She started calling me that at birth and it never really went away. Nothing better than being called Pooh Bear when you're 27 years old. I miss that.

My other grandmother used to call me Sarah Lissy. And if you knew my grandmother you can imagine the squeaky tone which she used when saying it. Ah memories!

Historically, there have been many, many, many others, but sadly not so many are coming to mind right now. But chances are, if you come up with a good nickname and have a good reason for calling me it, I will respond.

Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have.

Well if ever there was a million dollar question, this is it. I have no clue what is in store for my future. I suppose my hopes and/or dreams are to find the perfect job back in NOLA and get a fresh start on forming a new community there that rocks my socks as much as my community here does. But my plans to make that happen??? I'm not entirely sure. I've vaguely started the process of looking for said dream job. But, I'm trying hard not to live too far in the future. I want to cherish my last few months here in Chicago. I still have a lot of living to do here, and want to make the most of it.

So, I suppose that is my plan for now. Live! Live! Live! Life's a Banquet, and most poor suckers are starving to death! And I'll worry about tomorrow when tomorrow comes, or something like that.

Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why.

My cat, Gus...

It must be a rough life. Arise around 9AM, mosey to the kitchen and have a bite of pre laid out food and a quick sip of water. Chase mom around the apartment as she gets dressed, trying to be sure to make her trip at least once. Take a leisurely nap on the big fluffy chair, have another snack, chase my toys around the apartment. Have another nap on the couch or mom's bed, snack again, greet mom at the door and yell at her for being gone too long. Ignore mom now, and take yet another nap, perhaps in the basket this time. Enjoy some more food, chase mom and/or toys around the apartment again. Try to eat the plants, try to eat mom's shoelaces, try to eat mom's fingers. Eat dinner instead. Go to bed for the night. What the hell is not to love about that schedule!?!?! I ask you!

Day 16- Something you could live without.

USELESS MEETINGS!!!

I am all for collaboration. I love open communication. I think sharing of information and ideas is key to the proper running of any business or organization. But! That being said, if you have nothing of quality to collaborate on, communicate, or share, please do not waste 2 hours of my life meeting just so you can hear yourself talk! There are about a million and a half other things I could be doing during that time that are far more productive and enjoyable...a root canal comes to mind.

Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle & share the first 10 songs that play.

1. Janis Joplin - "Me and Bobby McGee"

2. Air Supply - "All By Myself"

3. Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros - "Black Water"

4. Red Hot Chili Peppers - "Under the Bridge"

5. Billy Joel - "Captain Jack"

6. Led Zeppelin - "Stairway to Heaven"

7. Vampire Weekend - "A-Punk"

8. Queen - "Somebody to Love"

9. Goo Goo Dolls - "Iris"

10. Simon and Garfunkel - "Mrs. Robinson"

Day 14- A picture of something you ate and 10 confessions.

Dinner tonight: Tilapia, brown rice, yummy veggie mix. Delish!

10 Confessions...didn't I confess enough about myself during the 15 interesting facts about myself. Now I gotta come up with 10 more...sheesh!

1. I alphabetize my movie collection, and got really upset when I bought a two disc set with "A League of Their Own" and "Sleepless in Seattle" and I didn't know where to put it.

2. All of my plants have names, and I sing to them when I water them.

3. When no one else is around and I get a little stir crazy at work, I blast my radio and have dance parties in my office.

4. I've already started mentally decorating my apartment in New Orleans.

5. I have a somewhat inappropriate love for "that's what she said" jokes.

6. I have an irrational fear of people with irrational fears. I just don't know what to do or say to calm those fears, and that makes me crazy!

7. I'm far more competitive than I should be. For instance, my mother's 11 year old godson is playing me in Scrabble right now, and I'm loving that I'm kicking his butt! But, then again, he's more competitive than me. And like my dearly departed grandmother (who in all actuality made me this way) says, until kids can learn to beat your fairly, they don't deserve to win.

8. I often read the last sentence of a book first.

9. I used the leftover money from my student loan disbursement last semester to pay for the cruise I'm going on in 2 weeks.

10. I'm way nosy. I love knowing everyone else's business, not for any particular reason, just so I can know.