Thanksgiving Song

I know this is a little late, but while job searching I ran across a posting for a puppeteer position for a children's tv show. I thought it was kind of funny and I started imagining the interview process for a puppeteer. I vividly pictured my response to the question "what kind of experience do you have with puppets?"

Me- "Well actually, my siblings and I went through a puppet phase once when we decided to perform a musical reenactment of the First Thanksgiving with homemade puppet Pilgrims and Indians. It was very brief but we wrote a song that went:

One day long ago, on a very long trip
There were some Pilgrims who were getting sick
And then all a sudden they spotted some land
They saw some Indians running through the land
The Pilgrims said 'Hi' and the Indians said 'How'
The Pilgrims said 'LET'S MAKE PEACE!'
and they all had a 'GREAT BIG FEAST!'"

I would have that puppeteer job in no time.

Note the reuse of the word "land"... there may have been 'sand' for one of those, but I'm pretty sure we said land for both lines, which makes it that much more humorous now. We may not have even written the song, I was about 5 or 6 and in my memory we created it, I could be a wrong though.

Thanks a lot Bush.

Chalk another 1 up for the Economy in the reasons Whitney remains unemployed.

I feel like I was waiting for this morning as anxiously excited as I was waiting for Christmas morning as a child. This was to be the "Morning of my *Interview*" (said fantastically), something that now seems to be as imaginary and frequent as visits from the tooth fairy. I wake up early, ready to make this the first day of my new life as a *Production Manager*--looks in the mirror and repeats title to self and place arms on hips, elbows out, chin up, superhero posing. This is my "Morning of my *Interview*" (said fantastically) routine. Well, I guess it can't qualify as a routine if this is the first experienced "Morning of my "Interview*". But I will carry on the tradition, it worked well. I was pumped, I was confident, I was the BEST potential Production Manager in the world! I was also minutes away from a phone call canceling the interview due to "the state of the economy." I put down the phone, along with my chin, and the superhero pose took on more of a fetal position back in bed to sleep off the news. I dreamed of better times, where the economy was fruitful, jobs were a-plenty, that's right AAAA-plenty, and George W. Bush was no longer in office. I woke up still unemployed. Any one hiring superhero stand ins?

Stay

After a brief visit home for Thanksgiving, I came back ready to tackle the job hunt and make a success of it here. Thankfully, I finally got a callback to set up a phone interview with an audio archiving studio up here. That is this week, and I'm hoping for the best. I would like to be able to stay, but if the job hunt is still unsuccessful by the end of January, then I will have to consider moving back to VA. It's crazy how the emotions flip flop so severely. All of November, I could think of nothing but how much I wanted to move back, but then the last two weeks, I've been incredibly happy and motivated here. One thing that has helped is with all my unemployment free time, I set up an art nook in my living room, and spend a lot of time drawing, painting, whatever I feel like doing each day. It's definitely helped take my mind off of how I'm doing nothing but filling out applications and waiting on phone calls. So far, one phone call for about 300 applications....I need this to go well. I will update after the interview.