I am not an advocate of lying. On the flip side, I might be okay with someone not being 100% honest with me occasionally..."You look great today!" Okay, whatever. I worked on a pitch all night, had chips and coke to keep me going, got 2 hours of sleep, and I threw on the first thing I could find this morning. Maybe we should call this encouragement rather than lying.

"Mom, I really miss you, and I wish I was at home right now!" This statement is coming from my 23 year-old son who now lives in Los Angeles and goes surfing every other day. He does not wish he was at home.

I'm standing in the grocery store when I see reduced fat, double-stuffed Oreos. "Okay, these are lots healthier...I think I'll buy them." Everyone knows that the concept of reduced fat Oreos is ridiculous, but it sure does make me feel better as I dip my third one in milk at midnight.

So, sometimes, I think I'm okay with someone not being completely honest with me or, in the Oreos case, not being completely honest with myself.