Archive for the Personal Category

My.Last. Post.

Posted in Personal on September 21, 2009 by Kathy Freundel

It’s true. This is my last post on this ol’ friend, Through the Lens.

But I’m excited about my new blog

Kathy Freundel Photography

It has one BIG, WIDE column.

That means I can get the photos really big ūüôā

Come on over and subscribe.

{oh, and this blog isn’t going anywhere if you’re feeling nostalgic}


Sam. Carl. Woody.

Posted in Personal on September 19, 2009 by Kathy Freundel

It’s all about Woody. Buzz is okay, but it’s Woody all the way.

At three, Sam wants to BE Woody.


Big birthdays for both my boys.


We treated ourselves to a Starry Night Bakery cake. Hmmm.

No lie. It was so rich that we all had headaches about fifteen minutes after the party!

Rich, but delish.


Then, Carl jaunted off to play a gig with Skip in Belair, and I took the kids to the

MD Steamshow in Arcadia.

It was tractors and steam engines galore, and my little guys were in their element.


Later that night, Carl and I played “Where did you ¬†think ¬†you’d be at 50 . . . .?”

We agreed that our concept of “life at fifty” is nothing like the real thing.

It’s so much harder.

It’s so much sweeter.

To infinity and beyond.


Trent Alan.

Posted in Personal on August 11, 2009 by Kathy Freundel


We got to help welcome Trent Alan to the world yesterday. With THREE big sisters, he will be the most marriageable  guy in town.

Jenn and Mike are so enamored, obviously. He is just perfect . . . perfect toes, perfect newborn smell, perfect little cowlick in the the top of his head . . . and blissfully zonked the entire time we passed him from arms to arms. the newborn honeymoon.


York College. Roommates.

Posted in Personal on May 20, 2009 by Kathy Freundel

Twenty some years ago we five found ourselves away from home for the first time, a little bit homesick, but really excited about the possibilities ahead. Three dreamed of becoming nurses, two of teachers . . . we struggled through those growing years together knowing the value of ya’s in your corner. We’ve stayed connected, realizing that friendship is a precious thing. ¬†And every year I learn new and important things about life. I come home energized and with a renewed focus and vision for my life. That’s part of the reason Carl encourages me to get away with my girlfriends at least once a year. The kids love it too. They get Daddy all to themselves. They go treasure hunting, baseball playing, Crunchberry-eating and movie watching. They sleep in all the wrong places, stay up too late and have the house neat as a pin when I return. I call that a WIN-WIN-WIN.
















Here are some things I learned this trip.

1.  I want to start geo-caching.

2. I need to eat more avocados, raspberries and sweet potatoes.

3. I should buy a worm farm to eat my ktichen scraps and they will give me lovely loam to feed my garden.  

4. Scratch last year’s resolution to flip my mattress . . . 21 century mattresses don’t need to be flipped.

5. I need to buy a Weber and start grilling regularly . . . if I keep buying my cheap grills, I’ll just have to replace them every couple of years, but a Weber is pretty¬†indestructible.¬†


When was the last time you stayed up too late without thinking about how dearly you’d pay the next day? The last time you laughed and cried in the same breath? The last time you shared a secret and found out you weren’t the only one? ¬†


¬†It’s never too late to pick up where you left off.


Posted in Personal on May 10, 2009 by Kathy Freundel

In our family, Mother’s Day is an all out, indulge the moms celebration. ¬†We commenced after church as we retired to the music room for a glass of wine and delicate conversation. Meanwhile, the kitchen was a buzz with brunch preparations. ¬†Kids took the sides. Dads took the mains. It was the perfect afternoon. ¬†No prep. No clean up. Great food. Fresh coffee. Chocolate chip cookies. ¬†A mid afternoon walk in the springtime sunshine. ¬†O happy day.








My beautiful mom. Grace and dignity all the time.




Mom-Mom who is every bit a lady, full of class and full of strength.








And Gi-Gi. Never met a wee one who could resist her! Looking pretty good at 98!




My sister and I agree . . . we have the most amazing cadre of strong women in our lives. They are our mentors. They are our closest friends. They are our delight.


Posted in Personal on March 26, 2009 by Kathy Freundel

I couldn’t pass up the opportunity. It called me out from these last days of March, when hope of spring is strong, but winter won’t let go. So, the invite to play the photo double for Ellen Byerrum’s heroine, Lacey Smithsonian was one I embraced as an “out of the box” adventure.

Three days in DC. The cast and crew flew in from Vancouver to finish up shooting “Killer Hair” and “Hostile Makeover,” which will air on Lifetime in June. As photo double for Maggie Lawson, who plays Lacey in the movies, I was able to get a “behind the scenes” on movie making, drive a vintage 280Z through the DC streets, and meet some of the most creative, fun people. Yup, I brought my camera, and nope . . . nobody asked me to put it away. Sweet.

I had been feeling a little bored. Not no mo. 



Maggie takes the streets.



The Vancouvers. Harvey Kahn, producer (on his Blackberry). . . Jerry Ciccoritti, director (in the foreground,) and ¬†Patricia Walden (in yellow hat) . . . 1st AD . . . she IS grace under pressure. The DC’s . . . Chan Claggett (Prod. Manager) and Kerience Lucas (PA) were also a lesson in grace. ¬†Coolest part? The DOP was John Vallon . . . very impressive. Guess where he lives? WESTMINSTER, baby. Oh yea.





Terri Trupp prepares Victor Webster (“Vic”) for his scenes in our little mo ho, and if you look way in the back, you’ll see Elen Pompiel’s teeny wardrobe room where she did all her magic.



And meet Evan Samuels, mo ho driver. (no easy task on the DC streets!) who even put out a fire on day two! Nicest guy you’ll ¬†meet. He, Al, and Lisa spent the day shuttling cast and crew through DC. (I would be a walking basket case.)





Victor runnin’ lines.




My little hot car. Actually, Bruce Willey’s little hot car, but he let me call it mine for the day.¬†



The ¬†super kind Bruce Willey who instilled supreme confidence in my city driving abilities ūüôā





Rona Edwards, executive producer ¬†was in for the duration . . . what a warm and vivacious lady . . . ¬†and she’s a really good photographer to boot!




And the creator of Killer Hair . . .Ellen Byerrum . . . how exciting ¬†would it be to see your character come to life in a movie? When I asked if she ever dreamed that she’d be watching one of her novels be made into a movie . . . she responded, “oh yea, that ¬†plus so much more!” ¬†My kinda girl!!




Maggie on day one with the amazing Sherri Bramlett, who was able to look at book of hairstyles and replicate them all in minutes. Sherri captured my heart. After all, she made me look similar to Maggie in the hair department. No simple feat. AND, she is a walking party.  




And beautiful Maggie Lawson. As I say to my girls . . . pretty on the inside, pretty on the outside, pretty through and through.









Maggie and Victor taking in the city. DC was really showing off. It was beautiful.


So, if you’re wondering how this ever happened . . .it’s all thanks to my Carl, who says “yes” whenever he can.

And of course to my sister, Nancy, who taught my classes for me, picked up my Caroline from school when she was sick, and took my Michael out to McDonald’s for his fourth birthday lunch in my stead.

And my Mom and Dad, who have sacrificed to say “yes” to me my entire life.¬†

Have I said it before? I’m so grateful.

Dance. party.

Posted in Personal on March 19, 2009 by Kathy Freundel



It started out as an eleventh birthday party for some 5th graders at HisWay Homeschool. It wound up being a hugely fun dance party for families in our community held at our new church building in Westminster, formerly a tractor supply, formerly a roller skating rink, now New Creations Fellowship.





So, the plan was to teach “dancing through the ages,” to moms, dads, brothers, sisters, grandparents and friends.

We did colonial dancing, square dancing, and of course, the cha cha slide. 






My neice, Katie was the caller as Carl played the square dancing tuneage.



Mix masters were our high schoolers, Nick Rogers and Josh Page.



You’re never too old for a dance mat.¬†






Three of my girls, Juliana, Kristiana and Jordan teach the HoeDown ThrowDown.




Now, that was an after school special to remember.