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I Use My Blender a Lot.

I had gained almost 15 lbs. since moving back to Winchester. I was eating really well prior to moving back, but then I … stopped. I drank a lot and ate bar food and restaurant food, and, really, just gross stuff (the kind for which you can’t pronounce all the ingredients). So I decided at the beginning of this week, I’d try to fix it. So far, in the last four or five days, I’ve been eating probably 90% fruits and vegetables (mostly blended together into a smoothie, so more accurately I’ve been drinking my fruits and vegetables), and very few grains, carbs, and sugars. I have lost almost 10 lbs. in less than a week (I’ve been lifting weights and doing some outdoor work, too). I feel like I have a lot more energy, and I’m staying hydrated because I drink so much liquid.

It sounds like an unhealthy amount of weight to have lost, I’m sure. That’s what I would say to anyone who told me they lost 10 lbs. in five days, but I have the feeling that my body is making proper adjustments now that I’m feeding it more natural whole foods, and the rapid weight loss will subside as my body gets closer to the shape in which it should naturally be – provided I continue the diet, which is really difficult, but this is one of those times when I know that sacrifice is going to pay off in the end. I think that’s one of those lessons I’m going to be relearning all the time.

Nothing good comes easy. If people not only realized that, but lived like they realized that, I think it would enrich their lives and the lives of those around them. Lots of things (food/diet, industry, employment, family, to name a few) would be different – in a good way. People would be healthier, and I would bet happier, too.

Good morning, about a year later.

You don’t always get what you expect, but it doesn’t mean the unexpected can’t potentially make you very happy. I’m constantly in need of inspiration, and right now I feel like I’ve gotten more than a taste of it. I look forward to more free samples. In the meanwhile, the blog’s been semi-reinstated, in hopes that I will indulge my newfound inspiration, and keep track of the lessons I am learning every day of my life. As I cross the crossables, I think, “Here’s to the future,” something I have thought many, many times before. My hope is a recurring emotion!

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A Piece of Me Missing

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Margaret Anne Lonsdorf Frey, “Peggy,” 55, passed away on Monday, June 22, 2009, in her home following a long illness.

She is survived by her loving husband, David Duval Frey; four children, Christine of Orlando, Florida, Kevin of Greensboro, North Carolina, Joseph of Clear Brook, Virginia, and Catherine of Wilmington, North Carolina; one grandson, Hayden of Clear Brook, Virginia; two sisters, Jane Lonsdorf Keffer (and husband Walter N., Sr.) and Patricia Lonsdorf Perucca (and husband Richard J., Sr.), all of York, Pennsylvania; eight nieces and nephews; as well as seven great-nieces and nephews, with two on the way. Peggy also leaves behind her in-laws, the Frey family, William S. Frey, Jr. and wife Carla, Andrew W. Frey, Sr., and Purdon Hobbs, all of York, Susan and Paul Haddaway of Easton, Maryland, and Dave’s twin, Catherine, of Thomasville, Pennsylvania; as well as numerous nieces and nephews. She was preceded in death by her parents-in-law, William S. and Purdon W. Frey, Sr.

Peggy was born January 27, 1954, in York, Pennsylvania, the daughter of the late John F. and Margaret (McLaughlin) Lonsdorf.

Peggy lived a life full of friends and fun things to do. She was a member of the board for the Youth Development Centers in Winchester, VA, and Wilmington, NC. She was also a board member for the American Cancer Society in Winchester, VA, and the YWCA in Wilmington. Peggy volunteered at the ACS in Wilmington, as well as her local hospitals in Winchester and Wilmington. Peggy was also a member of the Apple Club in Winchester, and an avid supporter/participant in the annual Apple Blossom Festival, an Exchange Club member, and a board member for the Winchester Medical Center Women’s Auxiliary.

Peggy was a 1971 graduate of York Catholic High School and attended York College of Pennsylvania. She was employed by several different banking institutions before leaving the workforce to be a full-time mother. She will be greatly missed by her many, many friends and family members.

A public visitation will be held from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. Friday at the John W. Keffer Funeral Homes and Crematory, Inc., 2114 W. Market St., York PA 17404, with a service from 1 p.m. to 1:30. Burial will follow, in Prospect Hill Cemetery.

Serving as pallbearers will be Kevin M. Frey, Joseph P. Frey, Walter Nash Keffer, Jr., John Lonsdorf Keffer, Paul R. Keffer, and Kevin Hoffman.

Contributions may be made to any local American Cancer Society, or Youth Development Center in memory of Peggy Frey.

Okay, something is definitely wrong here!

Be Proud of Your Miata, Dude.

At my office, there is a fella whose car claims to be a Mercedes-Benz SLK 230, which is a pretty nice car. In fact, let me quote from CarTalk.com:

This is a fun little car. If Mercedes set out to build its own Mazda Miata, this is what they’d end up with. The SLK 230 is a fun-to-drive, sporty convertible that’s about the same size as a Miata. Of course, it’s several steps up in quality in just about every respect–which had better be the case if you’re going to be shelling out an additional $22,000.

There you have it. Stated by the pros – Mercedes-Benz’ own upscale Miata. However, this car parked in the parking lot is hiding a dirty little secret. I am here today to spill those proverbial beans to all my loyal readers. Hahaha! I made a blogger joke. Loyal readers. Ha.

Without further ado (click photos to enlarge)…

Clearly a Mercedes-Benz?

Clearly a Mercedes-Benz?

I think we need a closer look...

I think we need a closer look…

Ah, yes, that\'s much better. Look at that craftsmanship!

Ah, yes, that’s much better. Look at that craftsmanship!

I\'m starting to get suspicious now...

I’m starting to get suspicious now…see around the MB badge? Not exactly a quality touch-up job.

Okay, something is definitely wrong here!

Okay, something is definitely wrong here!

This car is cleverly disguised.

This car is cleverly disguised.

So what is the deal here? Did someone get screwed thinking he was buying a Mercedes-Benz, or is this person just cleverly concealing the Mazda Miata hidden beneath all the fancy Mercedes-Benz insignia? The world may never know. I never see who drives this car.

But… should the owner of this vehicle ever happen to stumble along this blog post… you are driving a Miata, man. Be proud of your Asian engineering! Seriously. Being a Mazda owner myself, I can happily say that my ProtegĂ©5 has never been unkind to me.

And…what if my girlfriend made me wear big fake muscles all the time, so people would think I’m way more buff than I actually am? That would be so demoralizing. your car deserves so much more.

It seems the puzzle piece fits nicely.

I made a little “before and after” so you can see how it’s supposed to look.

More of What I Hate

I hate it when people bring their own towels into the shower, then use the nice, clean towel that’s already there as a mat for drying thier feet. What’s worse is when they actually leave the towel (the one that was clean before they rubbed it all over the bathroom floor) on the floor, damp and gross, for the next person who goes into the bathroom to pick up.

Also, I think I figured something out. The big trend with emo kids is to look, dress, and act completely “scene” and then say how much they don’t care about the “scene”. The scene kids who hate the scene are actually more scene than the kids who don’t say anything at all.

Summer Breeze

Today I thought a little bit about old friendships. After a while they’re not friendships anymore, just memories. Give it some more time, and they can become less than memories. Sometimes they just turn into stories you tell, having forgotten they actually happened, or that they happened with a certain person or persons present.

It was a unique experience today that made me think about this weighty subject. I toured Glen Burnie today, for the first time ever in the daytime. It was one of the most boring things I’d ever decided to do. I was with my friend Leslie, and she agreed that it was really a dull time.

Things just aren’t the same when I’m not scaling stone walls in the dark, or maneuvering through a wire fence that may or may not be electric (but since it looks electric, we don’t touch it). I did that a few times, with people I don’t see or talk to much anymore, and it was fun. Glen Burnie during the day — not fun.

I recalled a few things in particular when I saw the property today: stealing flowers for a couple girls we hung out with at the time, having to jump from a really high stone wall to avoid getting caught trespassing/breaking and entering, watching a friend scale a stone waterfall in order to get a horn off a unicorn statue (which refused to budge), and watching another friend jump into the pond (which is not very deep and definitely not for swimming.

Then I wonder if I miss those friendships, or if things are better the way they are now, as old memories which quickly fade into stories which I’ll tell only when I’ve changed the names of those involved. Or when I’ve forgotten them altogether.

No, I think those friendships will probably always matter, even if I do forget the details of the stories. I suppose I’ll always miss old times.

Curiosity Makes You Fat

Some people have the most annoying curiosity. You know how they say curiosity killed the cat? Well the annoying curiosity to which I’m referring is when you’re eating something and someone walks in the room and just has to know what you’re eating, so they can decide if it’s something they want, whether they’re hungry or not. I hate when people just have to eat something because someone else is eating it. Don’t you know that eating because you want something, and not because you’re hungry will make you fat? Quit watching me eat and giving me the eyes that say “Offer me some” because damn it, I’m eating because I’m hungry.

It's Only What's Left

Anthony Sinecoff mowed his parents’ lawn today.

Now and Again, It Seems Worse Than It Is

I saw Bright Eyes and the Faint at the 9:30 club on Thursday night. I got wasted, then went to the hotel and got very sick. Friday night, I saw the same show, and it was much better while sober. In fact, the shows were incredible. So’s Emo for providing the tickets. So are Gabe and Tiff for coming along. What a cool beginning of the weekend. Hi, BK.