We kicked off the day at McDonald's for a 7am breakfast (this rural life is way too early for my taste) before heading to the local radio station (country music, in case you couldn't figure that one out on your own) to introduce ourselves on air. Then we made our way over to the Con Agra plant where I learned everything I could ever possibly need to know about manufacturing cooking spray. I even got to take home a can of Pam. Between that and the beans from yesterday, I'm ready to start a food pantry in my bedroom. Anyway, the tour was really interesting, and we were once again donning safety equipment to enhance our best features (hair net, goggles, lab coats, you name it). Afterward, we took a picture with our adorable tour guide/Hoopeston native and ran off to Rossville where we went shopping at Gift Baskets by Wilma. The store was absolutely adorable, and the owners gave us all little heart pins (plus 20% off all of the earrings I bought). We went to the local bar for lunch. Seriously. It's called The Pump. Then we spent a long afternoon in rehearsals. It sill can't do the dance. I'm in the back for a good reason. The day ended with a community barbeque and ice cream social sponsored by the Wellington Lions Club.
I am now back safe and sound in my cute little country bedroom. My suit is ironed and everything is ready to go for my interview tomorrow (except of course those two miniscule details: opening and closing remarks). Everything is under control. Just need another coat of nail polish, and I"ll be set. For those of you who don't know, I'm waiting on Google to call me with the job offer of a lifetime, and it is making this week far more stressful than it should be. I'm hoping I get a call soon to relieve some of this tension. Of course, if it's bad news, I'm hoping they'll wait until it's over. Tomorrow is a pretty stressful day anyway. I have talent rehearsal in the morning and my interview after lunch. I'm hoping I will have more time tomorrow so I can send you all some more of those crazy photos. Hope all is well in the "real world."
Love from Hoopeston,