My friend, Cynthia, attempted to introduce me recently to one of her friends. I saw a slight hesitation flicker across her face as she struggled with a label for me. This did not surprise me in the least as I, like so many Lady Boomers, wear a lot of hats. At an average age of 60, Baby Boomer women have lived multiple roles and occupations over the course of their varied lives.
I too am confused about what to call or label myself. I love being a Mom to my adult children; my husband and I own a market research firm conducting survey and focus group research for campaigns and companies; and I am director of the Jeremiah Project, a creative arts program for at risk kids. But what I really love is writing this blog. This blog is evolving into a book and accompanying journal entitled, “Be Brave. Lose the Beige”. I’m a clay artist and enjoy creating clay sculptures, some of which illustrate this blog and book. So what is my identity exactly? I feel like such a hybrid of several different roles. I think many of us Lady Boomers feel the same way. My husband came up with a fun label for me – Claywriter. I really love the term. It describes at least two of my roles (clay artist and writer). Why not try creating a fun word to describe yourself and your pursuits? Don’t let the English language limit your choices. Post a comment to share your new found I.D.
The Hats Women Wear
My husband and I returned from an evening exercise class at the Y and decided to try the Healthy Choice Italian Sausage Pasta and the Slow Roasted Turkey Bake for dinner since we were not in the mood to cook. I’ve been participating in a Healthy Choice campaign via Vibrant Nation (an online site for women over 45). I’ve been sampling their new lines of frozen yogurt, café steamers, and now baked entrees. While they are paying me for my opinion, they are not influencing me in any way.
But, back to the meal at hand. Since visiting Italy several years ago, my husband has been a huge Italian sausage fan. He absolutely loved this entrée saying the dish tasted like real Italian sausage with all the requisite spices, including the fennel. The Slow Roasted Turkey Bake tasted like Thanksgiving dinner, complete with green bean and onion casserole. Check it out all of their baked entrees by clicking here.
I’m still on my Healthy Choice taste testing campaign. While they are paying me and supplying the entrees, my opinions are my own and are not influenced by Healthy Choice. It has been so fun trying out their line of café steamers. The first entrée I tried was the Ricotta & Spinach ravioli and chicken marinara. I was hurrying to make a meeting so popped it in the microwave for five minutes, warmed up vegetables from the previous night and had myself a delicious lunch. I love ravioli and have since I was a kid eating Chef Boyardee ravioli out of a can. This is a grown up version of ravioli on the go. First of all, I love the fact Healthy choice uses whole grain pasta and no preservatives (I don’t think the same could be said for the ravioli of my youth). I was pleasantly surprised by this frozen dinner dish. The ravioli tasted like ravioli and the chicken like pieces of chicken I would cook myself. I also like the fact it’s 260 calories. You can check out their selection of Cafe Steamers by clicking here.
I’m a numbers junkie. I’ve been in the survey research business for more than 25 years. I’m interested in learning more about Lady Boomers- women of the Baby Boomer generation, so Be Brave. Lose the Beige will be conducting a survey each month targeting this demographic group. Please click here to take a 2 question survey about employment issues. Thank you for contributing.
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I think this quote applies to a lot of women I know-
“I know God will not give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish God didn’t trust me so much” – Mother Teresa
Be Brave. Lose the Beige embarked upon a seasonal journey with our Lady Boomers this past year. This month our gathering focused upon the “masks” we wear using the metaphor of Halloween to inspire us. Our “mask” is the face we present to the world. We have a wardrobe of different masks for different people and occasions. This topic inevitably led to a discussion about all the hats women wear and the roles they occupy- mother, daughter, wife, sister, grandmother, employee, friend…so many masks, how can we have congruency with some of these masks, allowing people to see our true selves?
Using crayons and markers, participants illustrated the persona or mask(s) they present to others. I am continuously blown away by the candor and connection these women demonstrate in our sessions, and this one did not disappoint.
The following are a few of their illustrations and reflections:
Margrette divided her mask. One side reflected her leadership skills, her logical self; the other side reflected her squiggly line self.
Theo created a beautiful mask saying her light shown inward in her early years, becoming more outward as job descriptions required. She has found her self going inward again as she was faces a new chapter in her life.
Trish’s mask was a study in contrasts and intense colors- rich blues and oranges. She noted how her favorite color is orange- Orange is optimistic, sociable and even adventurous, consistent characteristics with Trish’s outward persona.
Lynn wrote on her beautiful mask- “Who am I? My face is an open book. My emotions are usually on public display.”