Inauguration + Starbucks = Fun

I would just like to say that I loved getting my Starbucks cup yesterday. Not only because Vic bought it for me so it was free but because of the cute sleeve. I tried to find a picture of it online to post but couldn't find one. It's got a red and blue stripe (the middle is brown but I think it is supposed to be white). They all had quotes from different president's inauguration speeches. Mine was from President Lincoln back in 1865. It was a little eerie that something from 150 years ago could still be so relevant today.

"With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation's wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and his orphan, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations."

My Great Husband

I am very much not a morning person. For the most part I get out of bed ten minutes before I'm supposed to leave the house for work. This does not leave any time for extra activities. I get up, throw on some clothes, put my hair in a ponytail, brush my teeth, throw on some eyeliner and mascara and run out the door. The past couple of mornings have been pretty cold and there has been frost on all the cars. Yesterday Russ called me after he left the house to warn me that it was icy outside. I ran out of the house five minutes late and he had already scraped my windows for me!

Today when I left the bedroom I thought I smelled coffee but Russ doesn't drink it so I assumed it was just his body spray. I ran out the door and he had once again scraped my windows for me. I called him to thank him for doing it today and yesterday (horrible wife that I am I never thanked him yesterday) and he asked if I had gotten my coffee. He made coffee just for me and I didn't even know. He left it in the kitchen which I never go into in the mornings cause I don't have time. My heart melted a little.

He is constantly doing little things like that for me and I tend to take them for granted a lot. It's a little late but I think I'm going to make my New Year's resolution to be to appreciate my husband a little more and to try and do little nice things for him more often.

Fears

I have three main fears: 1. Spiders 2. Aliens 3. Social Situations. When I was really little (probably somewhere between three and five) I was spending the night at my Aunt Karen's house. I don't remember what the movie was but it was about these little green alien guys. In the movie the alien's were nice but in one scene a lady opens the curtains to look out her bedroom window that was on the second story and an alien is looking back at her hanging in mid air. That did it, from then on I have been terrified of aliens. So why, you might ask, am I watching a show called UFO Hunter's? I couldn't really give you a good answer. Maybe because Russ likes it or maybe because I think it will help me get over my fear. We watched three episodes on Saturday night and I have been scared to be alone in the house ever since. It did not help me get over my fear it only intensified it. Bleh.

LieAnn

In my younger days my family members jokingly referred to me as LieAnn. If you couldn't figure it out from the nickname I was a lie-aholic. I would lie about everything and anything for no reason. I can't tell you why I did it. I don't know if I was scared of the truth or just thought it was fun but it's a part of my life I look back on and wish I could change.

As I grew up I realized that it is so silly to lie. The old adage that it's easier to remember the truth than a web of lies is very true. Slowly but surely I learned to admit when I made a mistake instead of thowing up some lie about why I did it or even that I didn't do it at all. I learned that its ok to not have an answer for something and its better to admit that I don't know than make up something silly and false.

I think once you've been through something major (in my case a decade of lying) and you see somebody else going through the same thing you have one of two reactions. You either sympathize with them. Hey you've been there before and felt that same weakness. Or you have no patience for them. You've been there before and were able to change and become a better person.

I've been dealing with a liar at work over the last few months and I'm at my wits end. I want to tell this person that they are being silly. There is no need to lie, it's ok to be wrong or make a mistake or not know an answer. I go through phases where I just laugh it off but some days I can't help but try to catch her in her web of lies and make her look silly. Unfortunately, bringing the lying to her attention is not an option for me so I try to lean more towards the laughing it off.