Expectations

A while ago, I drove through McDonald’s and ordered a large, unsweetened iced tea. As I drove away, I took a sip and immediately made a face. “Ugh! This is SWEET tea!” Not what I wanted, and not what I expected. I don’t have anything against sweet tea, I’m just not fond of sweet tea. So, I didn’t drink it. I just went back, let them know they got the order wrong, and got a new cup of unsweetened iced tea.

Sometimes, we don’t get what we want, or what we expect. That part may be out of our control. Once that happens, though, we are in complete control of what we do next.

Suppose that I made some orange juice, but when I looked for a container to store it in, all I could find were milk containers. So, I put the orange juice in the milk container.

Wait a minute — how do I know it’s a milk container? Was it a gallon jug that has “MILK” written on it? Was it a 1/2 gallon carton that says “MILK?” Or is it just that I make an assumption based on what I usually experience?  If the container is transparent, I should be able to see what’s inside, and I’ll know what to expect. But if it’s opaque, what’s inside won’t be immediately obvious.

So, let’s say that the container is opaque, it’s what I usually put milk in, and I put orange juice in it.

Now Joe comes home. He loves orange juice. He also likes milk. And he’s thirsty. So, he opens the fridge, reaches in and grabs the container, opens the top, and takes a big swallow. He’s likely to make a face. Why? Well, he expected milk, but he got orange juice. He might momentarily look up at me at say, incredulously, “What the hell?  This is orange juice! It’s supposed to be milk!”

At this point, he’s got some choices.

He can throw the container against the wall, swearing at me for putting orange juice in a milk container.

He can create a special area in the fridge for “queer milk” so that he never has to make that mistake again.

He can take a breath, and change his expectations, given the new information that he has in his hands. Now that he is aware that the contents of the container, he can decide that he’d like some more orange juice, or he can put it back into the fridge and look for something else, like the milk he expected in the first place.

He can stand there, demanding that the contents of the container magically become milk, to match his expectations of the container.

What can we learn from this?

Violence is never the answer. Swearing at me and throwing the container against the wall would waste some perfectly good orange juice and probably start a fight. And we all know that we shouldn’t cry over spilled… well, orange juice. In all fairness, it wasn’t the orange juice’s fault.

Designating a special area in the fridge? A waste of space if we rarely encounter “queer milk.” We may want to put some white wine in that spot at some point. It makes much more sense to allow queer milk to mingle equally with everything else in the fridge. Besides, There are some things that Joe could do to avoid confusion and become more comfortable when he encounters unexpected orange juice filled milk containers in his life.

For example, – maybe Joe shouldn’t drink directly from the container. If Joe had taken a few seconds to look into the container, he would have seen that the contents were orange, and not white. Had he poured some of the contents into a glass, he would have immediately seen that he had orange juice, and not milk. He then could have decided to drink the orange juice, or pour it back and choose something else.

In this case, he already tasted the orange juice. Once he realized it was orange juice, maybe he realized it was really good orange juice. That can really help get over the discomfort caused by the unmet expectation. If it was bad orange juice, he could just put it away and pick something else. So, maybe we should all get to know what’s in our glass before we take a sip.

Labels can be deceiving. If the container had a permanent “MILK” label on it, it can still be used to hold orange juice. We should always double check before making an assumption.

Communication is important. When Joe went to the fridge to get a drink, I could have said, “hey, by the way, I put orange juice in the milk container. So, don’t expect milk.” That would have set his expectations and helped him make an informed choice.

Finally — and this one is really important — Getting upset about the fact that orange juice is in a container you expected milk to be in doesn’t mean that the orange juice will change to meet your expectations. It’s still going to be orange juice. Sure, you can go through the rest of your life calling orange juice in milk containers “milk,” but you’re really only fooling yourself. You can only control your next choice. And really, who cares which shelf I put it on in the fridge? It’s still got to get cold.

 

The Parable of the Blueberry Bushes

Once there were two blueberry bushes. They were brothers, as they had been purchased and planted in a couple’s backyard at the same time. Although planted in different plots of land, they were both watered, fed, and nurtured alike. Yet, both bushes grew quite differently.

The first blueberry bush was extremely focused. It wasn’t so concerned with growing big and green as it was being productive. It dug its roots deep into the plot of land, and worked to produce fruit. As a result, the bush grew slowly, but gave bushels of sweet fruit to the couple. They, in turn, praised the bush for its accomplishments, and enjoyed sharing the fruits of its labor.

The second blueberry bush chose to branch out and explore. It grew long branches with shiny green leaves that shot out in all directions in an attempt to break through its boundaries. It quickly showed promise of great size and beauty. The bush also produced sweet fruit, but in smaller abundance than his brother. The couple enjoyed the fruit and beauty of the bush, and praised its accomplishments.

 

All who visited the couple remarked on the brothers, noting that although they were remarkably different, they were loved and appreciated equally for their own gifts.

 

Pull Up Your Pants!

A Struggle Against Fashion Norms

There used to be a page on Facebook titled Pull Your Pants Up, You Look Like an Idiot. Now, I’m not one of those people who “Likes” Facebook pages simply because they exist; I try to be a little more discerning. Sure, I’ve been tempted to “Like” them – people create and “Like” these pages because something resonates. For example, there was the Cookie Monster page (titled Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom) – that brought back fond memories of Sesame Street, my childhood, and the early toddler days of my own children. Not to mention, I just love cookies. And I totally related to any of the many pages about Chocolate (who doesn’t?) or one of my favorite TV shows. However, I only laughed and showed them to my kids. But Pull up Your Pants! You Look Like an Idiot!– now there’s something I’m passionate about! I “LIKED.”

I’ve got to admit that my boys aren’t as bad as some of the kids I’ve seen around the neighborhood. I’m sure you’ve seen them, too – underwear showing, pant waistline sagging low around the hips, and sometimes even completely below the butt. Usually beltless, but sometimes the kids who wear their pants really low use a belt to keep their pants from completely falling to the ground. You would also recognize the shuffle-walk. In order to keep their pants up, these kids have to walk like a penguin, swinging each leg out, one at at time, to keep the “waist”line of the pants taught so that they don’t fall down. Honestly, it looks ridiculous, and isn’t at all practical. I’ll bet chiropractors everywhere are raking in the bucks!

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One Smart Teenager

Can a Teen Get Away with Doing What He Wants?

As a parent, it is always interesting to hear my child’s perspective on life, the universe, and everything. Our family has dinner together almost every night, and occasionally a real gem of a conversation emerges. The following conversation with my elder son took place the evening before my younger son was to have several friends over for a birthday party.

The meal began quietly, so to spark some conversation, I asked my son, “What are your plans for tomorrow?”

He shrugged and answered simply, “I do what I want.”

This type of comment from a teenager will nearly always make a parent’s eyebrows rise. Mine were no exception. With eyebrows high, I responded, “Really?”

“I always do what I want,” was the bland response, as he took another bite.

My fork hovered mid-air, and I thought for a moment as I swallowed. After a brief pause, I asked, “So — tomorrow, during your brother’s birthday party, when I ask you to take a team of 11-year olds around the neighborhood for a scavenger hunt, you’ll do it because you want to, right?”

Without missing a beat, he looked me in the eye and replied, “I want to do what you ask me to do because I don’t want to get in trouble. Therefore, I do what I want.”

No further response was required, but I did give him a quiet high-five and enjoyed a good chuckle for the rest of the meal.

21 Rules for Teenagers and House Guests

Suggested Rules Based on Mutual Respect and Personal Responsibility

Rodney King once asked the plaintive question, “Can’t we all just get along?”

Although Mr. King’s question was directed toward a racially diverse world, getting along with others starts in the home. If you can’t live harmoniously with your own family, how do you expect to live with roommates, or get along with people at work or in your neighborhood?

When my nephew moved in with our family, it occurred to me that although we have had no problems living with our own children, he had been raised in a different household; the “unwritten rules” that we live by may have been different for him. So, I decided to write down the rules that I felt were most important to help us all get along.

When I finished, I brought the list home and asked everyone in the house to read them. I then provided an opportunity to discuss the rules and make any changes, including additions or deletions, that were necessary. This enabled everyone in the house to feel that they contributed to the set of rules, and we came to a quick agreement to adopt the rules.

Please note – these are the rules in my house. Whether you have adult children living in your home, other family members coming to stay for a long period of time, or just guests arriving for the holidays, I encourage you to make your own list of house rules available to all who will be staying. Setting expectations up front can save a lot of drama and heartache!

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