Archive for February, 2008

Lorain votes ??????

That Woman’s Blog will be published Monday – Wednesday and Fridays -However for your information, interest and edification we present Link -Up for the election

a patch  of  color  on a dull  day photo Henery Hawk
They Came They Saw but who will conquer Lorain voters?
ClintonObama

Please check out Lorain County dot Com 2008 Primary Election page for more information
President — Federal
Democrat Hillary Clinton – Barack Obama

County Commissioner
Term Comm. 1/2/09 – Democrat Dave George -Lori Kokoski -Kathleen A. Rednour

County Commissioner
Term Comm. 1/3/09 – Democrat Ted Kalo – Joshua Meszes

County Engineer
Democrat Kenneth P. Carney – Thomas Hesmond

Judge Court of Common Pleas Domestic Relations
New Seat –

Democrat Paulette J. Lilly -Honey Rothschild -James T. Walther

Election Guide 2008 New York Times( via Paula Tobias)

http://politics.nytimes.com/election-guide/2008/election/index.html?nl=pol&emc=pol
League of Women Voters

http://www.lwv.org/AM/Template.cfm?Section=Home

Online project for kids from PBS

http://pbskids.org/democracy/educators/whyvote.html

http://pbskids.org/zoom/fromyou/elections/elections101.html

Rock the Vote – Young Adults may find interesting

http://www.rockthevote.com/is_whyvote.php

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February 29, 2008 at 1:42 pm 2 comments

All it takes is a phone call to start you screaming


by Loraine Ritchey contact thatwb@yahoo.com
A simple thing- the ringing of a phone, stopping what you are doing to answer and to have your life change after saying a simple word

Hello!

It was a phone call that sent an icy cold that permeated through my very core and has not left me yet, my brain not wanting to “compute” what my ears were hearing, mouth dry, eyes welling with tears , the incredulousness, the denial , the confusion, the sheer terror that runs through your frame, your mind screaming, a few seconds that changes your life forever- nothing will ever be the same.

A phone call that leaves you weeping with fear, that terror, whose tentacles reach through your very being, tearing at your insides, ripping to shreds happiness and laughter. One of the people you love more than life itself, one that you gave birth to, cuddled, bathed, fed and protected is on Route 2 and has answered another (cell) phone to be told that test results (for possible bronchitis) have come back with a life threatening disease.

Someone please wake me from this nightmare……..what am I supposed to do, what do I say, how can I do anything- someone , anyone why????????????????

The look on your husband’s face as he tries to understand the picture of what is happening with this conversation………

The dread disease that sends a mother into the world of deal making ,

No please – not my child , let it be me, take me ,God how can I bear this?

How can I be brave and make it better when my heart is exploding with pain, every part of me screaming from the gauntlet of emotions that are coursing through my very essence? You are removed from the world around you –

Nothing matters, not the politics, not the crime, not the state of the roads, not the weddings, the weather, blogs, the pettiness, media , CRA’s, pontificators, principles , presidents, arguments ….. .nothing…. your world has shrunk, your planet consists of no more than 8 people and the all consuming fire of fear that your child is going to be in a world of hurt and you are helpless.

You want to curl up in a dark place – trying not to feel, to escape but the pain and confusion drags you back to the surface of desperation, despair and the reality that is now your world.

Eventually the body decides, through sheer exhaustion, to sleep but the nightmare doesn’t stop, you wake, a pillow wet with tears, a coldness that remains in your very core reminding you there is no escape- you truly do

“wake from sleep exhausted”(Susette Kelo)

Family , friends try to be encouraging and for that you are grateful but in a mother’s heart there is really nothing that they can do or say , you want to wake up from the nightmare, make it go away.

Make it stop

You look for anything that will give you hope -that there is a mistake but somehow inside you know the truth – it will not go away – it is going to have to be dealt with.

No matter how old your child becomes they will always be your child. You see not the young man or daughter – you see the chubby 2 year old with soft plump arms, the eyes that never change

“kiss it better mummy”

only mummy can’t- no soft butterfly kisses or a cookie is going to fix this – there is no magic bandaid with happy faces. Your life and that of your loved ones is contingent upon a surgeon’s knife and upon a lab in California – a stranger making a decision that will decide whether there is happiness , hope or pain to come in your life and that of your child. You are just another lab report , a number with an insurance billing code- a job of work.

This nightmare of speculation and waiting for the next body blow , like some sort of insidious torture technique, rips at you and the very fabric of your family . Life goes on around you but you are removed you go through the motions but you aren’t really there and you only care about the turmoil that one phone call caused.

The tests, the scans, the trips to the hospital, the waiting rooms with color co-ordinated furnishings, a laugh echoing through a hallway, people talking about the weather, a child crying as life goes on -biopsies, more waiting – hoping- praying pleading with a greater power

“please let them have this wrong ” “please let it be a mistake”

Watching every movement,

are they eating , are they paler today , the cough – is it better, worse,?

Trying to smile, to put on the brave face and make life normal until the results are in, cooking food no one really wants to eat , but the strength has to be kept up. Laying awake watching the clock tick away the hours of life and darkness, waiting for morning.

things always look better in the daylight,

but that isn’t true- the mornings come and there is no sanctuary in the watery, wintery sun. Days run into one another, hours, the calendar and the marked events deemed important enough to make note of are no longer significant in their passing.

The darkness envelopes and you think of other mothers, how do they cope with news that threatens their babies, their teenagers, the mothers whose sons and daughters return from war missing limbs and with horrific injuries, how do they cope even having them in harms way- day after day ?

How does a mother bear the news that her child is gone- no longer to hold them, to feel a heartbeat , to gaze with love upon their face, the hear their laugh , to see their eyes no more ….the gut wrenching sadness the rises up. unasked, unwanted, and overflows with the releasing of tears without warning.

Then the results and you know, even before the Doctor opens his mouth – you see his eyes- what they are…. you hear the bad news tempered with good news and hope and another journey begins…………and you know that somewhere another mother shares your pain and fear and is trying to make a deal

take me, not my child………………..

February 28, 2008 at 12:01 am 40 comments

Impressions from Paula-Lorain City Council

Paula Tobias
One of the topics discussed at council this evening (Februrary 25th) was the use of City Owned/Leased Vehicles.

There is an existing ordinance that appears to have not been enforced. But the current administration within 30 days will bring back to council a new policy.
The Old Ordinance:
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The submitted list of current employees with City Owned/Leased Vehicles:
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I asked that more detail be required for the Mileage Log, besides the miles, dates, times, location of use. These vehicles are for City use, paid by the citizens for the benefit of the City, not the employee.

Request for detailed information of how many vehicles, the cost and maintenance has been requested of the Street Department Director and Auditor.

play  ball photo Community Development
At the beginning of tonight’s meeting The Parks Department had a very nice power point presentation about the Pipe Yard. I’m sure Mr. Renney would be more than happy to share the presentation with anyone that requests. bob_renney@cityoflorain.org

I left before the discussion of the new administration’s “Reporting Structure”. I did hear that the total salary of the new proposed administration would be adding ten percent to our debt.

How many people have recent administrations needed? Or do we need “Multi-Taskers” or the help from outside groups. http://www.neoso.org

A thirty page analysis from the Gortz group probably ran the cost of a receptionist.
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2139/2293902978_262e8a420c_m.jpg (org chart)
The org chart doesn’t mention the administrative personnel.

They are trying to save money with cuts in cars and in the long run it will be personnel/city workers aka services to the citizens that will be sacrificed. I know there are many good people that will offer solutions or suggestions on how to “streamline”. I’d be happy to help. Paula Tobias

February 26, 2008 at 11:48 pm 1 comment

10 days of hell

The past 10 days have wreaked havoc within my family I will be writing a little about the experience Friday. In the meantime I want to thank Paula for stepping up to the “that woman” spot . Her thougts on Lorain City Council meeting last night will be up at 7:00 tonight. Thank you my friend …..Loraine

February 26, 2008 at 10:41 pm 3 comments

Guest Blogger- PAULA TOBIAS

Paula Tobias
Guest Blogger Paula Tobias, will be one of “My Women of Worth” series, and as Muley recently stated:

Oh ! Oh ! – that woman -those women”

In the meantime Paula’s thoughts for this Monday:
I have quite a few friends right now that are going through some tough times; it’s hard to watch people you love hurt. You want to do something but you can’t, you want to say the magic words to help or make it better, but you can’t find them. So in my search I did find a few…..

*A woman is like a tea bag. It’s only when she’s in hot water that you realize how strong she is.

~Attributed to both Eleanor Roosevelt and Carl Sandburg
And during this Election Time:

*Women belong in the house… and the Senate.

~Author Unknown

*I think it’s about time we voted for senators with breasts. After all, we’ve been voting for boobs long enough.

~Clarie Sargent, Arizona senatorial candidate
Couldn’t help but think of “THAT WOMAN” with this one:

*American women expect to find in their husbands a perfection that English women only hope to find in their butlers.

William Somerset Maugham

The thing women have yet to learn is nobody gives you power. You just take it.

~Roseanne Barr
http://www.quotegarden.com/feminism.html

I personally have found that the “Greater Power” sometimes gives us a “Thump on the Head” when we get caught up in the days trivial matters and all of a sudden, the real importance of our existence is brought to our attention. Example: health, life, love etc……

So be aware: There is no assurance of tomorrow, make the best of this day.

Paula Tobias

February 25, 2008 at 3:42 am 6 comments

B is for BILL- D is for DESVARI

for the rest of story Part One :
Bill Desvari: An Interview – Part I
Lorain County Photographers’ Blog

February 24, 2008 – 8:08 am
Bill Desvari has been getting some serious headline time in the local paper. Having recently been put on administrative leave, due to an investigation into complaints charging dereliction of duty, intimidation, conflict of interest, and issuing improper building permits.

In the past, I took a number of jabs at Bill, largely due to the condition of a lot of houses in the city that were falling down, peeling paint, etc. I even started a regular feature, which will continue here later this year, called ‘Fame It – Shame It’, where I featured a number of houses that needed some attention, and some houses that deserved some applause. (I later ended up working with Bill on this feature, as an extra set of eyes, getting the city to act on a few houses, and even got one building razed.)

At the advice of a friend, he thought it would be a good idea if I sat down with Bill and had a one-on-one, and got his side of the story, get his point of view on the city situation. Considering the articles I’d written, I thought it was only fair that he get to meet with his accuser

HENERY HAWK

February 24, 2008 at 1:28 pm 1 comment

A Fish Dinner- less controversial : )

That Woman’s Blog will be published Monday – Wednesday and Fridays –However for your information, interest and edification we present today’s LINK UPS Fraternal Order of Police and Workshop players

D I N N E R !!!

Support Lorain’s finest front line! LPD

FRATERNAL ORDER OF POLICE, LORAIN POLICE LODGE #3 & FRATERNAL ORDER OF POLICE ASSOCIATES LORAIN LODGE # 46

3RD ANNUAL FISH FRY

WHEN — MARCH 14TH, 2008

WHERE – ROSEWOOD PLACE
4493 OBERLIN AVE

TIME — SERVING FROM 4:00 P.M. TO 8:00 P.M.

LAKE ERIE PERCH, FRENCH FRIES & COLESLAW

COST ONLY $15.00 PER PERSON

SPONSORED BY: RAKICH & RAKICH

February 23, 2008 at 11:14 pm Leave a comment

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