Monday, September 17, 2012

There's a new "C" in town...


Please check out my new blog "C" at carolmcneill.blogspot.com

When I began Silver Foxes last year, my intention was to provide a platform for others to share their stories, profiles, thoughts, and ideas, and I want to thank everyone who did share for their participation and support.   

My plan is not to shut down Silver Foxes forever, however I will be concentrating, at least temporarily, on writing posts for "C."  All past and previous posts for Silver Foxes will still be available to read on this website.

If anyone has anything that they would like to share on Silver Foxes, please let me know, and I will be glad to post it.  

Thanks!  C 

Monday, September 3, 2012

"We The People" are in this together...


Politics is a touchy subject…especially in the months leading up to a presidential election…and more than ever when the country is as explosively divided as ours seems to be right now.

I make it a point to avoid political debates with family and friends.  Actually, I don’t care to discuss politics with casual acquaintances or strangers either.  Edgy discourse makes me uncomfortable.  Facebook is so inundated lately with political slogans, cartoons, and rhetoric that I find myself unable to look at posts for longer than a few minutes before the palpable tension causes me to turn off the computer and go do some deep breathing...

The news programs on TV and the radio are equally distressing because, depending on whose “talking points” we’re listening to, they're slanted either wildly to the left or wildly to the right.  But we all know that the truth lies somewhere in the middle.  We're just not always sure where.

They talk on and on about polls and surveys…their guy is winning…their platforms are the most popular…but how can one be winning on this channel, while the other is winning on another?  Could it be WHO is being polled?  Is there a valid defense for the time and money being spent by both sides on polling mostly like-minded people?  Do they think we can't figure that one out?

I must admit I'm not really that well-versed in politics.  But it seems to me that most of us see ourselves, our country, and the world from a very “black and white” perspective.  And I’m NOT talking about race.  I’m referring to the polarizing opinions and personal experiences that bleed into our vision of the world and blind us to the visions of others.

Things like:

ALL wealthy people are selfish, hoarding, "fat cats" out to crush the “little people.”
ALL poor people, or people on welfare, unemployment and food stamps are lazy, "milking the system," and just don’t want to work.
ALL Christians are hypocrites.   Or ALL non-Christians are going to hell.
ALL women who have abortions are evil, baby-killing monsters.  Or ALL pro-lifers think that a woman who is raped can only get pregnant if the rape is "legitimate."
ALL people who DON’T have health insurance DON’T have it because they don't WANT to pay for it.
ALL white people, people of color, immigrants, women, men, gays, liberals, conservatives, etc. are _______________. (fill in the blank)

My point?  ALL is an erroneous word when we’re talking about a country as large and diverse as the United States of America.  And ALL is a dangerous word when we're speaking of the truth...as we see it.  Because "We The People" don't always see eye to eye when it comes to the truth.

So what is the answer?  No clue.  I wish I knew how to close the gash that divides our nation, but sadly, I do not.  I know what I'm trying to do.  And it’s not always easy.

First and foremost, I’m trying to avoid using the word ALL when referring to any person, group of people or segment of the population.  And I’m making a real effort to understand where each and every individual is coming from…how their personal experiences have affected them…how their fears, needs, hopes, dreams, disappointments, successes, failures, etc. have shaped them.  Not “how dare they feel this way,” but rather “what happened to them in their lives to cause them to feel that way.”  Maybe their causes are noble and/or justified…maybe they’re not.  But it’s not up to me to pass judgment on them.

I feel that it is important to “love your neighbor as yourself.“  People who have more than enough should help the ones in need, not because the government is forcing them to, but because it's the right thing to do.  WWJD?  Well, I know what He would NOT do.  He would not say, "it's not my problem."

And everyone who is physically and mentally capable of working should make every effort to do so.  No more taking advantage of a system intended to provide assistance to those who are truly in need.  A healthy body and a good mind are gifts.  They are not to be wasted.

I feel that it is important to acknowledge and respect the viewpoints of others.  Everyone has their reasons, whether you understand them or not, and whether you agree with them or not.  Naive and oversimplified?  Perhaps.  But what do you have to lose?

And, regarding politics, I feel that it is important to give substance to our voices by voting.  It is our right…it is our privilege…and it is our responsibility.

All I ask, is for your voice to come from a place of  respect and love.  Because "We The People" are in this together.

Love, Love, Love

C

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Let Me Eat Cake!


I hear so many people these days bemoaning another birthday.  “I just want to crawl in a hole and forget I’m getting older,” they say,  “why celebrate one more year closer to death?"  They point out the wrinkles and the gray hair.  They talk about the “good ole days when they were young and beautiful.”  They cry about all of the calories in cake and ice cream.

Well I say, that’s bulls*#t!  Every birthday is a reminder that we’re still alive.  We’re another year closer to perfection!  And one gigantic chunk of birthday cake and a scoop of ice cream is NOT going to do that much damage, compared to lying face down in a salad, whining about belly fat and falling asleep alone in front of the TV at eight!

We celebrate birthdays because we still can!  Life is short.  A birthday is a joyous occasion!  So I say, every year we should celebrate another chance to be grateful for this wonderful life!  Today is my birthday, I’m sixty one years old, and I’m happy to be here!  And yes...cake will be eaten!

C
    

Friday, August 24, 2012

Andrea Beaman ~ Stop Dieting and Lose Weight


When I was younger, I had to try to gain weight.  Can you imagine?  I grew up in the South, on soul food and home cooking.  Fried was the preferred method of cooking, and dessert was mandatory.  But since I was so skinny, I got used to eating whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted.

In my twenties and thirties, and even into my early forties, I still ate what I pleased.  But I had loads of energy and was crazy-active, so I rarely gained more than five pounds...usually over the holidays...and I would just cut back for a few days and lose it as soon as my waistband started getting a little snug.

Then in my late forties, I hit menopause. Wow!  I just looked at food and gained weight.  My energy level plummeted.  I started having migraine headaches, my thyroid was acting up, my joints ached, and I began to second guess every decision I had ever made in my life.  I cried all the time.  I was one hot mess!

I was desperate, and for the next ten years I tried every diet known to human-kind.  No, they weren't always healthy, in fact, many of them were downright dangerous.  But after I dodged the bullet with cancer, I decided that it was more important to love myself than to be skinny.  I began to research healthier diets...healthier lifestyles...and I found Andrea Beaman's website.  I really like Andrea because her advice is down to earth, but more important for me...it's DO-able.

C
**** Here is Andrea's story, reprinted from her website, and the link to her website ****

At 12 years old, I wasn’t a fat kid. As a matter of fact, I was pretty skinny (that’s me on the right). But, all the girls at school were on diets, and the women’s magazines were recommending diets, and my mom was on a diet, too. I remember thinking, “I should really go on a diet.”
It began by eating “diet” food and drinking diet soda. I also ate low-fat or, better yet, non-fat, yogurt.
And, an interesting thing happened – I began gaining weight and didn’t understand why.
By the time I was 15 years old I had a warped idea about food.
I remember going to my best friend’s house every day after school. Omi, her grandmother, would prepare us the most delicious meal – Braised pork or chicken with gravy, creamy mashed potatoes and roasted vegetables. Twenty minutes after we ate, we would lock ourselves in the bathroom and forcibly get that homemade food out of our bodies.  I remember Omi knocking on the bathroom door asking, “Are you girls okay?”
We’d say, “yeah we’re fine,” and turn the radio louder so she wouldn’t hear us throwing up.
But, the truth is we were NOT okay. We were damaged. It was the 1980’s and we were brainwashed by the dieting industry to think food with fat would make us fat.
At 17 years old I attended Weight Watchers “fat camp” in Pennsylvania. It was sensible dieting. We ate meals that were very low in fat, drank diet soda, used artificial sweeteners instead of sugar, and slathered fake butter on our bread.
I remember one night at camp, I got stoned (hey… I was a teenager), broke into the food shack, and stole, and ate, an entire jar of peanut butter.  Apparently, my body was craving fat.
After fat camp, I joined weight watchers and bought a food scale. I weighed and counted every fat gram and calorie that went into my mouth. Unfortunately, this made eating a laborious task.
Eventually, I grew tired of weighing and measuring and counting, and joined Jenny Craig. They sold boxed food that was already weighed and measured. It certainly wasn’t delicious, but it did the job and I lost a few pounds.
With every diet, I initially lost weight but always gained it back…PLUS some! I was not obese, but I was chunky. And, it seemed the more I dieted, the chunkier I grew. At my chubbiest I was 149 pounds, which is not FAT. But, I’m a shorty! At 5’ 3” (and a 1/2), I was 25 pounds heavier than I am right now, and I felt bloated and uncomfortable.
My mom was diagnosed with cancer for the second time when I was in my early 20′s. After chemo and radiation we tried something called a Macrobiotic Diet.  It wasn’t about counting fat grams or calories; it was about the quality of food and how it affected the body energetically, physically and spiritually. It was an entirely new concept for me.
The diet consisted of whole grains, beans, vegetables, sea vegetables, fish, nuts and seeds, and fruits.  And, it was very low in fat, so it fit perfectly with my “dieting” mentality. Eating that food made my body feel good and helped me go to the bathroom – which, as a chronic dieter, was a rare occurrence. As a result, I dropped a few pounds… literally, right into the toilet.
After mom died, I kept some of the Macrobiotic principles and my weight leveled off at 139 pounds. But, mostly I went back to my unhealthy “dieting” ways.
Finally, a gift from the gods came. At 28, I was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism and a goiter. After watching mom suffer, and eventually die from chemo and radiation, I decided radioactive iodine was NOT an option for me (Radiate My Thyroid? No Freakin’ Way!).
I stopped the nonsense and stopped dieting. Instead, I focused on eating the best quality food to help my body heal.
Within the first 4 months I dropped 18 pounds. It’s been 16 years and I’ve never gained back that weight. I don’tever think about dieting anymore. I just eat food, real food, with all of its nutrients intact, including the fat.
Below are some steps to help you break free from a dieting mentality and lose weight.
STOP dieting:
  •   Dieting deprives us of physical and emotional nutrition
  •   Dieting creates dysfunctional behaviors
  •   Dieting contributes to weight gain
Eat Real Food: see pictures below. This is what food looks like.
Drink Water: there is no better beverage for your body.
Ditch Chemical Sweeteners: These chemicals disrupt endocrine function, lead to weight gain, contribute to depression, and destroy brain cells. Not only that, artificial sweeteners are so unnaturally sweet that they compromise the delicate palate in your mouth. No longer will a fresh berry taste as sweet as it naturally is if you eat chemical sweeteners.
Sit Down to Meals: Do NOT walk or stand and eat. Digestion needs relaxation to function properly. If you are stressed out, or walking and eating, stress hormone rises and digestion shuts down.
Move Your Body: A simple 35-40 minute daily walk can help. You don’t need to pump iron, you just need to move your butt EVERY SINGLE DAY.
If you find you are stuck, here are some common dieting mistakes:
  • Eating cold foods and/or too many salads – dampens digestive fire and slows metabolism
  • Forbidding foods – the dieter becomes obsessed with forbidden food
  • Eliminating fat – creates wild cravings and the dieter is never fully satisfied
  • Emotional eating – what are you really craving? Love? Companionship? Inspiration? Creativity?
  • Impatience – it took time to gain the weight, it’ll take time to take it off.
  • Lack of self love – if we don’t love ourselves exactly as we are right now, we won’t take care of our body.
Stop the nonsense and stop dieting!

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Put a little life into your life!



It’s my day off, so I decided to get my errands out of the way and enjoy the rest of my day.  I went to the grocery store at seven.  Nobody was there!  Finished in record time!  Then I went to my favorite neighborhood cafĂ© for breakfast.  It’s a place where the locals hang out, and by locals, I mean people who have probably lived here their entire lives.  

It’s an older crowd, and when I say older, I mean the average age of most of the patrons is around seventy…which makes me the local spring chicken…although I do qualify for the senior discount.  Cha-ching!  I’ll take it!

While waiting for my food, I looked around the room at the other diners, and caught snippets of their conversations. (I’m not snooping…they talk REALLY LOUD)  One lady was telling her friend about another “scandalous” friend who had taken a part-time job doing phone sales because she found retirement boring.  One day, the scandalous friend talked to a gentleman that she found interesting (and vice versa),  They decided to meet at the park for lunch.  She was there the next day in a red dress.  He did not show up.  She apparently took it in stride, and moved on.  But a week later, she thought about him again and decided to give him a call.  She called information, his number was listed, so she called him.  A woman answered the phone.  It was his wife.  She said her husband had died the week before.  Wow!…better than TV…

Anyway, I looked around the room at the other diners, and I noticed that most of the ladies dye their hair.  How do I know?  Trust me on this one.  But the thing that I find curious is, dying their hair seems to be the ONLY thing they’re doing to look younger…AND…their hair color and style look to be the same color and style that they’ve probably had since they were in high school.

My question is, are they dyeing their hair because they’re trying to look younger, or is it just out of habit?  I ask this question, because for the most part, they are overweight, out of shape, and seem to have little desire to dress with any kind of younger style.

I know this sounds judgmental, but I’m not judging…it’s just an observation.  I found myself mentally making them over…the way I redecorate other people’s homes in my head when I visit…and I came to the conclusion that, if they would exchange the biscuits and gravy for the oatmeal with blueberries, get a little exercise, un-dye and loosen up their hair a bit, and let me take them shopping for an outfit that didn’t make them look like a sack of potatoes…they would look fabulous!  Right now, they just look and act so “old.”

I’m reading Jim Donovan’s book, “Don’t Let An Old Person Move Into Your Body,” and I wholeheartedly agree with his concept that we should challenge the myths of aging…that we don’t necessarily have to deteriorate as we get older.  I just want to tell these ladies, “C'mon, let’s get moving…let’s get saucy…let’s show a little attitude!

I’m not suggesting that they go the “dye/botox/lipo” route.  Frankly, it’s too late for that anyway.  I’m just saying, “put a little more life into your life!  I’m with the scandalous friend…put yourself out there…wear a red dress…meet a guy in the park for lunch!

And on that note…I’m outta here!  The weather is fabulous, and I’m going to the park!

C

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Hip waitin' to happen...


One of my favorite quotes, that I stole from my friend Deb, is “I’m hip waitin’ to happen.”  Don’t you sometimes feel like that’s what we are?

As far back as I can remember, I’ve lived in a youth and beauty obsessed culture…which was swell when I was young.  But now, I sometimes feel like I’ve been black-balled at sorority rush.

I was shopping the other day, and when I asked the young sales clerk what she thought about the dress I was trying on, she replied, “It’s cute…but kind of…not right…for someone your age.”  “What do you mean?” I asked.  “Oh…well…it’s a little sexy,” she answered.  (What?!!  I don’t like sex anymore?!  You could’ve fooled me!)  It was spoken in a tone that implied, “why bother?”

No, it wasn’t too short or overly tight…no major cleavage.  It wasn’t my usual black and I’ll admit, it was slightly out of my “comfort zone,“ but I was considering branching out.  Instead, I put it back on the hanger and slunk out of the store.

Why do I sometimes feel insignificant?  Invisible?  I’ll tell you.  Look at the size two mannequins.  Look at the salesgirl.  Look at the fashion magazines…check out the ads.  If it’s a middle-aged women, the ad is usually about hair dye, osteoporosis, or hormone replacement.  Walk into a restaurant behind an attractive young girl who’s having the door held open by a guy and watch the door slam in your face. (Not all men do this, but it’s happened to me and my older girlfriends more than once)

But times are changing, and we’re going to make it happen.  The youngsters just need to get on the program.  Before you know it, age will be a non-issue.  Because we boomers don’t settle for crumbs!

So today, I’m thinking about going back to buy the dress.  And I want to say to the cute, bleached blond salesgirl. “Honey, I’m not too old to wear this dress…I’m hip waitin’ to happen!  And I‘m gettin’ antsy!”

C

Monday, August 20, 2012

You Inspire!




In my post last Sunday, I shared my “a-ha” moment...my turning point...about how to approach aging and going gray, when I saw a photo of Yasmina Rossi in a magazine, looking vibrant, energetic, and gloriously gray.  Quite suddenly, I realized that...1. just because I was getting older didn’t mean I had to be tired, overweight, and out of shape, and…2. gray hair was beautiful, and could really be much more flattering than dying my hair the color it was when I was a teenager. It was a real epiphany!

I began to look for more images of Yasmina, as well as photos of other silver-haired icons and role models, and I found enough to convince me that getting healthy and happy, and keeping my hair long and naturally gray was the way to go.  But If I hadn’t seen Yasmina’s picture in the magazine, I might have caved to the pressure of well-meaning friends, thrown in the towel, purchased the “Mom” jeans, and cut my hair and dyed it brown.
 
My point?  Yasmina is an inspiration. as well as all of the other lovely silver-haired models, actresses, etc. whose photos I discovered online and in magazines.  BUT SO ARE WE!  Maybe you don’t even know it, but every time you go out into the world with your foxy silver locks…joyful, confident, stylish, not trying to look twenty, but lookin’ good…you could be the one who tips the scales…the one who changes somebody’s mind about going gray…who puts a positive spin on growing up with panache.  WE INSPIRE!  So when you leave the house today, and every day, remember…YOU could be the one who inspires someone else’s turning point!

C