A great Good Friday

Yesterday was a Good Friday for some, a heartbreaking one for others.

You see, folks, yesterday I had a job interview. A position they want to fill within the next couple of weeks. A couple of weeks? I thought I had this unemployment thing down for at least a month or two! Don't worry, I probably still do. It's highly unlikely that I will get the position, so you're still in a good, long while of entertaining blogging.

I know some of you probably see this position as an opportunity—a great one. "Emily, you just got laid off and you already have a job interview. That's great any time, but in this economy, it's spectacular!" a few of you might be thinking.

But I can hear others of you bemoaning this fact. "Emily, you just got started on this creative, spectacular, wonderful, well-written, fascinating blog about your life. Don't leave us now!" most of you scream in exasperation.

Well don't worry. It was just an interview. But because it was such a Good Friday, I'm thinking maybe it will lead to more. 

While out to eat last night with my family in Perrysburg, I got a good luck charm: The Happy Buddha cocktail. This delicious concoction included a mix of spirits and some orange juice and pineapple juice. Plain and simple enough. 

But—here's the real kicker—it came in this take-home souvenir cup. And yes, I did drink out of a straw in the middle of his chest.

"Where was Emily that she could get such a sweet take-home souvenir cup—Cedar Point? A Disney on Ice performance? A Cavs game?" you might wonder in awe as you look at that awesome porcelain figurine. (Or, for those of you who are a little more cynical and not taken in by the awesomeness of knick-knacks, you might say, "Who pays extra money for a cup that they will never use again?" The parents of an unemployed 24-year-old who needs some good karma, that's who.)

To recap: Yesterday I had a real job interview, I got a Happy Buddha cup, my friends bought me a delicious Cheery Freeze from Frosty Boy and President Obama said he sees "glimmers of hope" in the economy.

If you don't mind me taking the words out of your mouth one more time, I know you're thinking, "Things are really turning around here in the U.S. of A."

You all are right, my devoted readers. And I think we all know who to thank for this beam of light at the end of the tunnel: Happy Buddha.