Palm Canyon Drive

We stayed in Palm Springs today. Breakfast was at 11:00 at Baker's Square and then onto the shops on Palm Canyon Drive. We mostly browsed and Patrick found two great T-shirts. At the first shop he did buy one and although he really liked another, the $80 price tag turned him off. At Crazy Shirt a hemp died, pro-hemp use shirt also caught his eye. Ann picked up a top at a store and I ended up with some T-shirts from "Life is Good." Ann and I fell in love with a metal, moving roadrunner and it is being shipped. The woman in that store was originally from Michigan and identified us as Wisconsinites immediately. Something about how I say the word "no." We enjoyed talking to her and learning a few things about living in Palm Springs vs. the Midwest.
An art gallery was the best stop. This was the most tasteful gallery I've seen and most of the work focused on Native American pieces. Ann was quite taken with an oil painting by B.C. Nowlin. The gallery owner was quite helpful, pleasant, and spent a decent amount of time with us. The painting she liked most was $12000 and a smaller version was $6000. They were spectacular.

The rest of the day was spent at the hotel pool. Although all of us are red from yesterday, we slathered on the sun screen and relished the sun. So relaxing. Bright blue sky, palm trees, chirping birds, flowers, pool.....everything to like.

Dinner was at the Blue Coyote Grill for Mexican food. Since it was early we took at drive into Rancho Mirage, stopped at an upscale mall for a short time and left after finding the Tiffany's store closed for the evening. Ann and I had wanted to introduce Patrick to that store even though he wasn't as excited about it as we were.

Tomorrow is back to Joshua Tree. We're hoping to see the cactus garden and wildflowers plus dig up our own cactus at a place we saw on Tuesday.

Joshua Tree National Park

Joshua Tree National Park is starkly beautiful and amazing. The park is aptly named because Joshua Trees cover the landscape and are a unique looking tree. They are flowering now and look kind of like a huge cone shaped hyacinth. There were many other cacti and some wildflowers. (The wildflowers bloom more in the Colorado Desert and we were only in the Mojave Desert today. We will drive into the Colorado Desert Thursday) There are huge rock formations all around and the mountains are in the background. Some of the higher peaks still have snow. There is a peacefulness about the park and the rough, spottily green terrain is appealing in contrast to Wisconsin snow. At 70+ degrees, bright blue skies, and slight breeze it is a welcome respite from winter.

The cacti are sharp, by the way. I had flip flops on when we made our first stop to look around in the park and somehow got a dried piece of cactus stuck in my heel. Yow! Fortunalty I have some callouses on my heel but it still hurt. (I changed into tennis shoes then) Patrick then stepped on a live cactus but was wearing tennis shoes. Needles did lodge in the bottom of his shoes.

We didn't see much wildlife: crows, lizards, duck (Barker Dam area), and some kind of little bird that happily chirped. We're hoping to see a jackrabbit and roadrunner at the very least.

Ann was quite the sport and walked a 1.5 mile loop at Joshua Tree. It wasn't a straight flat path but involved climbing some rocks. She did well and is feeling fine. She took 400 pictures today for a photo essay she is doing for a class assignment. Her eye for unusual shots is amazing and I can't wait to see what she comes up with for her assignment.

There is a huge wind farm on the outskirts of Palm Springs. It is very science fiction-esque. There are probably a thousand of the devices, most huge but some smaller ones. I suppose from one point of view they mar the landscape but on the other hand they do provide a great deal of energy. Whereas there is only a small area on Highway 41 South to Milwaukee that has these windmills, what we saw today may be a glimpse into the energy future.

Dinner was in downtown Palm Springs tonight....a very nice, long road of shops and restaurants. Most of the restaurants have outdoor dining, and we ate outside at a place called Kaiser's. Patrick was blown away by the prices but they were pretty much on par with California decent dining costs; and the food was very good. Again, the weather was still perfect and at 8:00p.m. we were comfortable sitting outside PLUS there were no bugs.

I forgot my camera at home so borrowed one of Ann's today. I'll post pictures when back home.

Tomorrow is going back downtown to browse the shops and then come back to sit by the pool.

Spring Break

Ann, Patrick, and I arrived in Palm Springs at 2:00 p.m. Pacific Time today. Since we've been up since 4:30 a.m. everyone is tired tonight but we'll head for Joshua Tree National Park tomorrow.

The flights were more turbulent then we would have liked but we all survived. Children sat behind us and at first we thought we would have to through them into a storage compartment. They kicked the back of our chairs, drummed out cadences on the lap trays and were just generally annoying prior to the plane getting off ground. I typically don't find children bothersome in restaurants and on planes so these kids had kicked it up to "bugging the hell out of me." Since my kids have always traveled well and were not allowed to annoy others I have little patience for children whose parents believe they can inflict their children on the rest of us.

Upon deplaning we immediately liked Palm Springs because.... well, the weather was 72 degrees and there was no snow. The only snow to be seen was at the top of the mountains where it was picturesque and not a reminder of an endless winter. We didn't see much of the city but it looks clean, has lots of flowers and palm trees and the gorgeous mountains are in plain view.

The hotel is nice and will work just fine. http://www.shiloinns.com/california/Palm_Springs_services.html Our room has a refrigerator and microwave plus a balcony. Ann and I sat by the pool after supper until the sun went behind the mountain.

The general population seems quite.......mature. Spry but certainly a geriatric crowd. I think I should do a photo essay on the "mature" men as they all have a similar look about them. Golf clothing is a sure fashion statement with these men.

Oh, our rental car is a bright blue PT Cruiser. We found the car, looked at each other, grimaced and then laughed.

Expectations and Achievement

I often tell people that I am striving to be an underachiever. People laugh and think I am joking. I'm not. I have been an overachiever and no longer wish to be a member of that rank and file. I know my IQ is average and I have always worked to be above-average. I was a hard worker as a student and even received the Good Citizenship Award three years in a row at Brookwood Junior High School. At any professional job I've held I have worked hard to do an excellent job, not disappoint, and care too much about my job performance and what others thought of me and the job I executed.

I no longer wish to be an overachiever. People come to expect that overachieving standard from you at all times. Once it becomes known that you can perform a task, handle a responsibility, meet a challenge, and conquer a hurdle, those around you demand that performance level all the time.

I now advocate setting the bar low, not mastering a skill, refusing a challenge, and not learning the task at hand. If you don't know how to sew on a button, no one will ask you to do it. I'll give a specific example from my past. We owned a hot tub which I used occasionally. Owning a hot tub means maintaining certain ph levels (that involves measurements, readings, chemicals, and probably math.....not good tasks for me to master even if I wanted to). I knew if I learned how to maintain the hot tub I would be expected to do so. Hence, I did not learn to do so.

It is a good thing there are overachievers in the world eager, ready and willing to overachieve. Someone has to, I suppose. It is fine if overachievers can overachieve without being Type A personalities. I was a Type A as an overachiever and it wasn't always pretty. As an underachiever (Type F -- I don't know if there is a Type D but I like the idea of a Type D.... I think a Type F or G would be less than an underachiever)I am happier, less impatient, have a better sense of humor, and am nicer. It is when I slip back into my overachiever mode (unconsciously) that I get impatient, irritable, and unhappy.

I do think overachievers burn out and die before they get to enjoy life. Vacations, weekends, and retirement should be about fishing, sitting in the back yard sipping coffee in the morning, working in the workworking shop, doing crafts, taking a walk, or doing whatever makes you relax. For an overachiever I fear relaxation is always off in the distance......always a hurdle ahead to be jumped.

I'm not saying people shouldn't work hard, be productive and accomplish good deeds, produce products, create necessary items. There are responsibilities that have to be met in everyone's life. We can and should all push ourselves, but we also need to know when to step back, take a breather, and decide whether to raise that bar or lower it. Too often people don't step back and assess just how happy they are and whether they need to rearrange priorities. To any unhappy overachievers out there, its not to late to underachieve.

Other Complaintants

My vow not to complain is not going well. It is important to note that it is easier not to complain when I am by myself. Get around other people and the no complaining attempt is out the door. It also doesn't help that I live in Wisconsin; the official state past time is complaining about the weather. This is an addictive past time and residents unthinkingly partake in it. I have tried not to complain about the weather and find a weather related gripe just pops out of my mouth.

I need to further distinguish between criticism and complaining. If I comment that the leather fringed vest, bolo tie, and cowboy hat are a tad ugly, is that a criticism or a complaint. I think it is a criticism.....a complaint would be to say, "That guy in the ugly cowboy get up needs to walk faster to I can get away from him as quickly as possible." In that statement I am complaining about him not walking fast enough while also criticizing his fashion statement. I suppose I could stop complaining AND criticizing but geez, that seems to set a pretty high standard.

I am going to continue on my attempt to not complain although I can tell I am not approaching it in fully motivated fashion. I am feeling overwhelmed but will give it a try. Stay tuned.

Weber Grill Worship

"He just sat in the church looking up at nothing in particular & whispered what are you doing? & he said if Jesus had been a chicken would we have Weber grills all over the place instead of crosses? & I had a hard time concentrating after that, too."

Brian Andreas
Trusting Soul

No Complaining

The March 10 Newsweek has an article on preacher Will Bowen's "No Complaining" campaign. Basically he believes that "complaining has become such an automatic response to life's little setbacks that people don't even realize they're doing it." To raise awareness of the problem and help people to stop complaining, Pastor Bowen distributes purple rubber bracelets which say SPIRIT. The person who wears the bracelet is to stop complaining for 21 days. The person wears the bracelet and each time the person hears himself/herself complain, the bracelet is switched to the other wrist and the 21 day calendar begins again. Bowen's rationale is that complaining impairs happiness and rather than complain about a situation the person should just handle it. If your car breaks down, don't complain, just call the mechanic and get it fixed.

Supposedly it takes 21 days to make or break a habit, thus the 21 day time period. I can actually understand the bracelet as a reminder, too. I had a student who wore a rubber band around her wrist. When trying to break the nose-picking habit, she would snap the rubber band on her wrist when she wanted to pick her nose. It worked and she became nose-pick free.

Part of me likes the "no complaints" idea. But first "complaint" needs to be defined as to understand what behavior needs to be eliminated.

Dictionary.com defines complaint as:
1.an expression of discontent, regret, pain, censure, resentment, or grief; lament; faultfinding: his complaint about poor schools.
2.
a cause of discontent, pain, grief, lamentation, etc.

Some synonyms for complaint:
grumbling, grouse, gripe, fault-finding, bitch, whine, wail, blame, castigation (isn't that a great word!), criticism.

Just to clarify further, some antonyms are:
forgive, absolve, praise, vindicate

If I understand this, one would say "We have a lot of snow" as an observation rather than "We have so much flippin' snow, and I'm sick of it." I understand that the second statement is a complaint.....BUT, what if "We have a lot of snow" is said in a nasty, hostile tone of voice? The statement itself is not a complaint, but the tone of voice could make it a complaint. So, if I decide to undertake the 21 day challenge, I would not only have to take care not to complain but would also have to watch my tone of voice.

Now, what situations cause common complaints for me:

other's driving, the weather, car trouble, the weather, people's behavior, living in New London, RA, other's politics, Gladys's existence.....

I know there are more but this is a start....a daunting start. Is saying it's daunting a complaint?
Attending a no complain workshop would be helpful. Maybe at a workshop complaining would be better defined and practicing alternative thinking, behavior, words could be role played.

My fear in trying this is my sense of humor is often based on sarcasm and isn't sarcasm negative? So much of conversation is based on complaint....what will one say in conversation?
That said, I think I might put on my hot pink Tropicana rubber bracelet and take the concept out for a spin. Even though I'm not ready to send for the purple SPIRIT bracelet, it can be inexpensively purchased at http://www.acomplaintfreeworld.org/

I'll let you know how it goes!