The Mom in me wants to kick some guys butt

Well, what a wonderful weekend it was, both of my boys were home from college. After both of my boys headed back to their respective colleges, my husband and I were sitting down to relax after spending countless hours sanding and staining steps we just had made. All seemed fine, and with one phone call, it went to hell.
What I heard on the phone was Mom this has been the worst day of my life, I just had an accident, I ran a stop sign hit a car, and the man kept calling me an SOB, and then he threatened to hit me, if I didn't get back in the car. Of course, my son got back in his car called 911 because the man kept threatening him. My son described him as a big fat man,dirty looking, bar type, but I think as mad as I was, (and I am not the tough sort,) I could body slam him right now. When someone threatens your child, it would be nice for the police to address it. The police officer said oh, he was just PO'd, Does that makes it ok to threaten someone, especially since that someone is mine, with bodily harm. Oh, how i would like to get even with that jerk for scaring my son. I am still so mad, I think I could take him.
The feelings I have right now are the same feelings I had when he got knocked down on the playground by a bully in 2nd grade. Isn't it funny, no matter how old they are the mom in me wants to protect them from all harm, and in a way I guess they feel that way too, because I am the one they turn too when they need help.
An accident is just an accident, until someone overreacts. You never know what kind of crazies you will run into, and sometimes I mean run in to.
Oh well, I was planning to work on my section 5 of Self Directed Learning tonight, but I can't concentrate on anything but that man in Carbondale, the man I envision as Fat Bastard in the Austin Powers Movie.
Do you think it is too late for a 47 yr old woman to learn some of those ultimate fighting moves, they could come in handy.
I am sure this post will appear strange to some, and probably to me, after I chill awhile, but I felt better typing it.

No news may be good news

This is the first night I have been able to get back to the blog. I have been so busy trying to figure what discussion posts I am supposed to be answering, that I haven't had much free time. I think I am on the right track now, at least I hope so.
I don't know about you, but I have been watching a lot of CNN, then after listening I find myself waiting to see what commercials offer the best depression medicine. Stocks are down 5oo points, they go up 140 or so, then down another 400. One analyst says it is by the far the worst situation our generation has seen, and it will affect the consumer, then another says don't touch your 401K, it's not that bad, whatever you do don't touch your money. So what's a person to do that has saved a fair portion over the years, I know diversify, right, or should I just cash it in and go on a vacation? I am getting so tired of the negativity in the news, just once I would like to hear them say, hey oil has dropped down to 20 a barrel, and prices at the pump reflect it, there are no hurricanes in sight,, and Hillary is running as an independent. What a day, glorious day that would be.
But seriously, I have been watching the stocks drop and thinking about checking my balance and I am not sure if it is the stress of all it or just my memory, but I forgot my password, so I am locked out of my account for three days. Maybe that's a blessing.
Maybe the best medicine is to find out what channel SpongeBob is on. Andy might tell me what channel he's on.
For now, I get my kicks out of replaying the clip of Tina Fay on SNL as Sarah Palin. She's a hoot!

autobiography

It's been a week since my last post. I have been pretty busy trying to get organized with a homework schedule, and so far it hasn't happened. I just grab the computer and log on when I can. This weekend I plan on working on my autobiography for my self directed learning class. I'm finding it difficult to get started, but thankfully the LIS handbook gives a good example of an outline.

The world of technology and children

Well, My sons are fully wrapped up in their classes and jobs while I begin my new journey of on-line classes at UIS. I try not to call them every other hour, and so far it has been a struggle. I forgot how much I depended on them to answer any little technical questions that I may have about the internet. I celebrated my birthday in July so my husband, being supportive as he is, bought me a laptop. So initially I browsed the UIS website, just waiting for classes to start, and on the night before my first classes started my computer wouldn't connect to the internet. Was this a sign? I called both of my boys, and I got I don't know mom, did you try the main computer? Is the router on? What does the message say? Maybe should buy a new router? All of these questions came to from young men who were undoubtly too busy to talk to mom, I would say who is that in the background, are you at a party? No mom, it's just some of my roommates friends, and they are from up north, you know they are loud. Oh, ok son. Sorry to bother you, I can't hardly hear you, so I will get off the phone now. So I looked at every connection I could think of, and thought oh well they will be home on labor day, I'll just check on my classes on the desk top. On Tuesday, my youngest son called me and asked how it was going? I told him I started blogging, and he laughed and said you are kiddin, right? I explained to him, that it was an invitation through the school, and I quite enjoy it, except for the fact that my laptop still wouldn't let me on. He said mom, is the wireless light on? What wireless light? The blue one on the front of your computer? I didn't know there was a blue light on the front of my computer? There are several little blue lights on my computer. Well check it, and see if you have accidentally turned it off? Look to see if there is an orange light or a blue light on the bottom left corner? Ok, it's orange. Ok, now slide the button to the right and you should see a blue light. Walla! I'm back in business.Why didn't you tell me that the first time I called you? I figured you might have checked that you said you checked everything... Listen young man, I am still your mother so don't be makin' fun of me. You are a hoot, love you mom, gotta go. At least my lack of knowledge provides them some comedic relief.

First day, first answer to message board.

I was thrilled to figure out that I could actually find my way around the blackboard site. I was so worried that I wouldn't be able to figure out how to use blackboard. It seemed like it took me forever to find the bb page. I told my husband the biggest challenge would be my technological skills or the lack of them.
After I posted for my ECCE class, I noticed just a couple of word omissions and punctuation errors, and how did they get there? Maybe the send button messed it up. Other than that, this is what I have learned... I worry too much about the small stuff.

Hospital humor, All in a name.

I got an email from a friend today speaking of a former olympic skier. Her name is Pekabo Street. Pronounced Peek-a-b00. I was told that she is now a critical car nurse in a large metropolitan hospital. Evidently she has caused some confusion on her unit, so administration will no longer let her answer the phone. Seems Peek-a-boo ICU, just confuses those on the other end of the line.

Empty Nest

This week I am dealing with the so called "Empty Nest." What a terrible thing to go through, but as luck would have it, I have been busy working and preparing to start classes. Since both of my sons are away at school, I should have more time to study. I am not new to on-line studies, but I am new to UIS. I am excited about this journey and I hope to figure out how to blog and find my way around the virtual UIS campus. Even though I won't be attending any classes on campus, I like the school. I attend quarterly meetings in Springfield and sometimes they are held there. Actually, I will be attending a vendor fair in Springfield tomorrow, so I may stop by to get me a UIS tshirt. My sons wear their SIU and McKendree tshirts proudly, so why not join them.