Signs of Life

Laine Bergeson turns the latest ideas for improving quality of life into action — by testing them in her own life.

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Did Someone Say Deep Fried Snickers on a Stick?

Thursday, August 28th, 2008

Sweet Martha’s Cookie Stand

I love the Minnesota State Fair, which is weird, because, in isolation, every individual component of the Fair is one that I despise.

I mean, please! The large crowds, the transfats, the smell of livestock. And I swear you can get Hepatitis C just by looking at the carnival rides.

Yet, inexplicably, the Fair is one of my favorite events of the year. I cannot explain why. Maybe it is the unbridled conviviality. Maybe it is the late August days, languid without being melancholy (a rare feat, I find). Maybe it is the fantastic crop art (It really IS amazing); or the 90-pound butter sculptures of Princess Kay of the Milky Way; or the prize-winning banana breads and jams and flower arrangements and pumpkins and you name it. And maybe, just maybe, it’s the deep-fried pickles on a stick, though I wouldn’t know since I would never eat something so unhealthy.

Ahem.

What do you find inexplicably happy-making? Whatever it is, I say make it a small (or big!) part of your day today. The hectic pace and perma-stress of modern life often crowds out life’s giddy little joys. So before the more serious and scholarly mindset of autumn rolls around — and we roll back our sleeves and set our minds to big projects and prepare for winter  — sneak out of your obligations for an afternoon and do something giddy and silly and wonderful. You won’t regret it.

And if your indulgence happens to be the same as mine, I’ll meet you at Sweet Martha’s cookie stand. But I’m not splitting my bucket of cookies. You’ll have to get your own! (Not, of course, that I would know what those unhealthy cookies taste like. I mean, please!).

Make a Political Statement — Take a Nap

Thursday, July 17th, 2008

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At the rate The Squirrel (above) naps, she’s the most political dog in the world.

True to my last post, and with the idea of vacations and taking a break on my mind (see my last post), I headed up the block to TeaSource for a cup of afternoon tea.

While I was en route, a car drove past with the following bumper sticker: “The most radical thing a woman can do is rest when she is tired.”

How apropos!

And what a great perspective: resting as a political act, as taking a stand against our culture of perpetual inertia and constant productivity. Napping isn’t just for the tired anymore! It’s the pursuit of the true reformer and activist.

So, good citizens — women and men — take a stand against being overworked and harried! Do something radical! Take a nap!

Why You Should Take a Vacation

Thursday, July 17th, 2008

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I spent a week on the North Shore in April. (Photo credit: Rambling Traveler; licensed under the Creative Commons)

Blogging is blogging because it’s casual, relevant and frequent. As in, it happens regularly. As in, twice a week. Or once a week. Or several times a day.

Recently I’ve fallen short in the frequency department. Here’s how I fell off the wagon: a holiday weekend (July 4th) hit, followed by a day or two of vacation, followed by a busy time in the production schedule when I was back at work, followed up by a dismaying few days of underinspiration and general lack of interesting things to say (one could argue that this period is not yet over… ahem).

So today, with a little more time in my schedule, my natural instinct was to start feeling guilty about my lapse. But lately I’ve been working to fight my natural propensity for guilt, so I began to look for a positive perspective on my long stretch of silence — and I found it in the importance of vacations.

Now, granted, I was not vacating the office the whole time I was asleep in the blogosphere. But the holiday weekend did kick off my extended stretch, and summer is one of the classic vacation times. So what better time to think about the necessity of vacations.

In March, we ran a story on the critical importance of vacations — and how our culture doesn’t recognize or support the regular taking of them (read No-Vacation Nation here). In short, the story recounted how vacations are necessary not just for health and happiness, but also for success and productivity. Yet we Americans take far too few of them.

Another seminal point in the story is that when many of us DO take vacation, we take some work — maybe a laptop or our blackberry — with us. We don’t ever truly vacate from our duties and responsibilities.

We’re always connected — dizzyingly so — with our work, our to-do lists, our daily tasks, our online audience, be it comprised of one reader (Hi, Aunt!) or 100,000. We rarely, if ever, fully step out of our daily routines.

Yes, it’s in our cultural DNA to work round the clock — our country was built on the idea of hard work and ritual sacrifice. But it’s in the best interest of our health to take a break now and then. And not just by turning off the phone for an evening. We need to really disconnect, get away, take more than a long weekend. These longer breaks give us the opportunity both to reconnect with our true selves (who we are as human beings as opposed to human doings) as well as with family, health, dreams, goals, sleep, leisure, and joy.

I stumbled across a recent New York Times article on the exhaustion (sometimes deadly) of round the clock blogging — and, indeed, it would seem that, as the author Matt Richtel suggests, 24/7 blogging and continual connectivity is the 21st Century sweatshop. The digital dawn has made our lives easier in many respects, but it also asks us to pay for that ease with our time and near constant attention.

And while I’m not in any way comparing myself to those fevered 24/7 bloggers — hardly! — I think with the completion of this post I’ll take a mini-vacation break for tea and a bowl of raspberries in whole milk. And you, having just read this post, should turn off the computer and do the same.

Free Cup of Coffee (with strings attached)

Tuesday, June 17th, 2008

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My free cup didn’t have whip cream. Sigh. Maybe I’d have drunk it if it did.

(Photo credit: Scott Beale / Laughing Squid)

Having woken up late (per the usual), skipped breakfast and hair washing (sorry, aesthetics), I was flying to work one day last week when I realized that I wouldn’t make it through my morning meeting if I didn’t get something to eat.

So I breezed into an upscale chain bakery that happened to be en route.

Me to Cashier: I’ll have one of those buttery, quiche-y, egg-and-spinach-y things to go.

Cashier: Comin’ up! Would you like a cup of coffee with that? We’re giving away a small cup of coffee with the purchase of buttery, quiche-y, egg-and-spinach-y things!!!

Me (desperate for a cup of coffee, but having just spied the stack of Styrofoam to-go cups from which, on (health) principle, I do not drink): No, thanks. I’m okay.

Cashier (undeterred): C’mon it’s free! I’ll get you a cup!!

Me (lying): No, no. I’ve had too much this morning already. But, thanks.

Cashier: Nonsense! There’s no such thing as too much caffeine — and it’s free! Here! Here’s your free cup! Take it, it’s free!

Me: . . .

Cashier (beaming): . . .

This free cup of coffee should have made my morning, right? Been a bright spot in an otherwise routine day? I mean, what kind of loser gets depressed when they get something for free?

Well, I was depressed. So by my own logic I concluded I was a loser and just got on with my commute. But later I thought about it more, and something dawned on me: right from the start, my free cup of coffee was far from free.

First off, the cup was made of polystyrene foam, a dangerous synthetic material that has been known to leech toxic materials into the beverages it contains (polystyrene contains benzene, a known human carcinogen). The stuff also takes over 900 years to biodegrade and causes starvation in marine wildlife (polystyrene is one of the most ubiquitous marine pollutants). What’s more, producing polystyrene is a huge energy hog. That adds up to a pretty steep environmental and personal health cost for a “free” cup of coffee.

Next, there was the cost to my newly clean car. After I poured the coffee on the grass, the cup was about to become free-floating garbage in my beleaguered Subaru. This seems like a small cost in the grand scheme of things, I know. But stuff adds up, and it takes a psychic toll (especially if, like me, your car tends to serve manifold functions, including purse/lunch cart/storage unit/roving Dumpster). This cup = more stuff = more psychic toll. (The high number of consumer products produced today also takes an environmental toll. Check out the great interactive video, The Story of Stuff, for a clear-eyed picture of the life cycle of stuff.)

Another cost of my free cup of coffee? My annoyance at my inability to refuse it. I felt like I’d been forced into the free coffee, but in reality, most cases of feeling forced into something are really cases of us having said yes despite our wish to say no. So then I became annoyed with myself for having not stuck to my guns and said no. Then I became doubly annoyed that such a simple thing should be so hard to say no to, and then I became triply annoyed that boundaries and limitations and being clear are such hard things to master. I’m an adult, for goodness sake. How hard is it to set a boundary with the bakery counter guy?

I’ve read that getting better at saying no takes practice (read more on how to say no here), and that the best place to start practicing is in low-stakes settings like, say, a bakery. Sigh. I guess I need more practice. So I’m heading back to the bakery tomorrow, but just in case I still can’t refuse, I’m bringing my own refillable mug. Then, at least, good coffee won’t go to waste.

More Small, Good Things — Friday, May 23

Friday, May 23rd, 2008

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These happy-making annuals are headed to my garden.

In continuation of my effort to re-brand Fridays as Small Good Things Recognition Day, here are some small goodnesses from this week.

Jamie commented last week that her one of her small, great joys is sitting outside reading a book. Hooray to that! And now that it’s spring, the weather is perfect.

MizFit, who I just found out is buying me a Luminous Virtual Window for my windowless office — ahem — wrote to say that her dog’s chiclet-looking hilarious teeth (MizFit, will you send a picture? Pretty please?!) and her daughter’s tiny hands as they complete a task both make her happy. Indeed, isn’t watching a child navigate the world anew such a brilliant and wonderful thing! And don’t get me started on canine-generated happinesses. We’ll be here all day.

Here a few other small happinesses for this Friday:

1. The impending holiday weekend
— The Sundays in long weekends are primo days: you get Saturday to unwind and Monday to recover. Sunday is just full-throttle relaxation. Hooray!

2. Lilacs in bloom — Oh, the sweet smell and gentle colors. It’s goodness on branches.

3. The sense of national unity engendered by American Idol — Culturally and politically, we’re a pretty divided country. But we all admire David Cook’s voice and want to pinch David Archuleta’s cheeks. I say hooray to anything that can bring about national consensus (albeit pop cultural).

4. Caffeine — Bless you, caffeine. You have gotten me through another week.

5. Bight colored annuals — Spring has sprung!

If a small, good thing knocks on your door this week, let me know. Happy Memorial Day, everyone!

Small, Good Things

Friday, May 16th, 2008

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Dolly brings happiness wherever she goes.

Some psychologists have hypothesized that we’re often so busy looking for the “big” happiness in our lives (you know, that abiding feeling of contentment, success, fulfillment and security that will make everything okay forever but which never arrives? Yeah, that one.), that we miss all the little happinesses that accrue every day, and, in the process, further erode our chances of feeling happy.

Nasty cycle.

So I think Fridays should be Small Happiness Appreciation Day, when we list out and celebrate the small, good things that brighten our lives beneath the radar.

I’ll start.

1. Burt’s Bees Lip Gloss (color: cocoa) — It’s shiny and dewy and all-natural. Plus, it’s cheap and whenever I put it on I feel like a movie star. (Pretend you don’t know that Burt’s Bees is now owned by Clorox.)

2. Cedar Summit Chocolate Milk drunk straight from the bottle — This incomparable chocolate milk comes in an old-fashioned glass bottle. Every time I take a big swig from the bottle, I am filled with pure, kid-like joy. (Also, if you drink Cedar Summit before bed, you will dream the primary-colored, Golden-Retriever-filled dreams of a third-grader all night long.)

3. Chai — Chai tea manages to simultaneously taste like your rural country home, Nepal, and Thanksgiving. I like mine spicier and earthier than most commercial brands (too sweet for me). If you do too, you should try Mischief Maker Chai. A mug of Mischief Maker warms the soul.

4. Comedy that makes comedians laugh — I love watching professional comedians crack up. These are comedy pros, and when something amuses them, it doubly amuses me. Watch Ellen Degeneres bust up while she talks to Gladys from Texas (if you’re pressed for time, just go to minute 2:20 and watch for 30 seconds).

5. Dog lips — Enough said.

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6. Dogs with pirate casts — Ditto.

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7. Tulips — They mean spring. And spring means warmer weather and sun. And sun means I feel human again.

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Photo taken this morning in my very own garden!

8. Watching Halvo do those crazy pull-ups with the extra weights — I’m not so much jealous as I am in awe. The human body can do this? Wow. And, again: Wow.

9. Dolly Parton — Dolly Parton is an angel sent from heaven. Burn a CD of some of her greatest hits today and listen to it on your commute home. When you get to Eagle When She Flies, crank the volume, roll down the windows and sing along. I challenge you not to cry (the good kind of cry) by the end of the song. Put song on repeat until you’re parked in your driveway.

What small good things make you happy on a Friday? I’m going to gather ideas for next Friday’s post.

Resistance is Futile

Friday, May 9th, 2008

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Prince Fielder slugs it out in the land of bratwurst.

I’m talented at a good many things, but I’ve only truly mastered one particular skill: resistance.

I resist change. I resist exercise. I resist giving up chocolate milk and cookies (you can read more about my lingering bad habits here). I resist following my creative impulses, and going to bed earlier, and getting up earlier, and giving up spending so much money on ornate garden trellises (don’t ask).

So when I read that Prince Fielder, the 265-pound first baseman for the Milwaukee Brewers, overcame his resistance to change and became a vegetarian (he’s the first “out vegetarian” in baseball), I was impressed and inspired.

Here’s a guy deeply immersed in sports culture, playing baseball in the state where bratwurst was born, saying no to meat. The article I spotted, “”Meat is Out at Fielder’s Plate,” was all about the resistance he’s now encountering from tailgating fans, who started shouting gems like “C’mon Prince, eat some brats — sauté them in a little Miller Lite!” at games. Fielder is fighting whatever internal resistance he may have had plus the wild-eyed resistance of hundreds of thousands of hardcore fans.

Steven Pressfield, the author of The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks and Win Your Inner Creative Battles, says that, more or less, the way to win the battle with resistance is to show up for it — every day. Say you finally want to write that novel: Then everyday at a certain time, you pull up a chair and just start writing. It doesn’t have to be good or even coherent. It doesn’t matter if you’re idealess that morning, or sick, or hungover, or it’s the first day of Macy’s White Sale, or your mother-in-law is coming over later and you’re so filled with dread that you “just can’t do it.” You sit down and write something anyway, crap or not. And that, says Pressfield, is how it gets done.

In short, overcoming resistance takes presence and perseverance. And if we’re lucky enough to be able to persevere and overcome resistance without mobs of people shouting, “Beer brats are the breakfast of champions!” so much the easier.

I’m currently working on trying to go to bed a bit earlier and wake up earlier. I’m proud to report that this morning I was out of bed 15 minutes earlier than usual! Sure, it was because my one of my dogs threw up and I was on cleaning duty, but I’m still taking credit.

PS: Fielder became a vegetarian after reading about the inhumane treatment of chicken and cattle and getting, in his words, “totally grossed out.” That’s what happened to me nearly a decade ago when I gave up meat. But now my reasons have expanded to include the environment. The production of meat requires a huge number of resources and energy, and it involves intensive and unsustainable agricultural practices that promote monoculture crops. According to 2006 United Nations report, meat production is considered one of the largest contributors to environmental degradation worldwide. So if you were looking for one more good reason for giving up meat, now you can add “saving the world” to your list.

The Financial Incentive to Clear Your Clutter

Tuesday, April 29th, 2008

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Decluttering is good feng shui.

In the spring, I clean. I start the process with visions of an immaculate, nearly empty Zen-like home (Interestingly, the soon-to-be-clean house in my imagination also has all-new, sleek and modern furniture; a new set of nonshedding, nondrooling pets; and, for the first time in my adult life, sophisticated curtains not purchased at Ikea), but I end the process overwhelmed, half done, and hiding in the garden to avoid having to lug any more crap to the Dumpster.

Then, last week, I read the old classic Clear Your Clutter with Feng Shui by Karen Kingston (Broadway, 1999) in search for some last minute motivation — and boy did I find it. Kingston devotes a section of the book to calculating how much clutter can cost you financially (what’s a better motivator than the bottom line?).

Herewith, from Kingston:

What does it actually cost you to keep the stuff? Sometimes when all other reasoning has failed, it is the simple financial mathematics that brings people to their senses about their clutter.

Let’s do some sums. Go into each room of your home and estimate the percentage of space that is taken up by things you rarely or never use. Be very honest with yourself as you do this process. If you want the blatant truth, include everything you don’t absolutely love or haven’t used in the last year…In an average-sized home, you may end up with a list that looks something like this:

1. Entrance/foyer — 5 percent
2. Sitting room — 10 percent
3. Dining room — 10 percent
4. Kitchen — 30 percent
5. Bedroom 1 — 40 percent
6. Bedroom 2 — 25 percent
7. Junk room — 100 percent
8. Bathroom — 15 percent
9. Basement — 90 percent
10. Attic — 100 percent
11. Garden shed — 60 percent
12. Garage — 80 percent
Total Clutter 565 percent

Now divide the total by the number of areas.

565 percent divided by 12 areas = average 47 percent junk per room!

So, in this example, the cost of storing clutter works out to a staggering 47 percent of the cost of the rent or mortgage for your home.

Needless to say, I have been in the basement emptying old college papers and grade-school art projects nonstop for a week.

How to Save Money and Stay Healthy in a Clunky Economy

Tuesday, April 15th, 2008

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Baking soda will bring world peace.

The economy’s crummy. Money’s tight. Here are some healthy ways to spread your dollars:

1. Use Baking Soda for Everything. Seriously. — It wasn’t long ago that people used baking soda for everything around the house. And I mean everything. Then devilish marketers arrived on the scene and sold us on supposedly higher power, often highly toxic, and way more expensive substitutes. But baking soda has all the power you need — and best of all, it’s natural, nontoxic and cheap, cheap, cheap! Here are a small fraction of the many uses for baking soda:

Clean countertops, sinks, bathtubs, and crusty dishes — Baking soda is mildly abrasive and, with a bit of water, dissolves grease and dirt. Keep a cup filled with baking soda by the kitchen and bathroom sinks so it’s always handy. (Consider buying aluminum-free baking soda for the hot bath and for baking.)

Clean yourself — Baking soda cleans hands and nails and softens cuticles. Again put a dish filled with baking soda near the sink and use as hand soap. Or dip a nail brush into the bowl and scrub away that post-gardening grit. Add a cup of baking soda to your next bath, too. It softens the skin and helps detoxify.

Get Beautiful — Mix 3 parts baking soda with one part water and it becomes an exfoliating face scrub. Also use on elbows to remove rough skin.

Wash the Dog — Sprinkle some on Fido, rub in with your hands, then brush well. He’ll have that new dog smell all over again.

Remove Little Sally’s permanent marker art mural — mix baking soda with toothpaste and watch the magic. Check out this real life test run captured on video.

2. Discover Borax — A mineral compound, borax is a natural, nontoxic every powder (much like baking soda). It works as a water softener when added to the laundry; its great for hand-washing delicates; it’s safe for washing cloth diapers; it’s the best toilet bowl cleaner I’ve stumbled across; it keeps the garbage pail smelling fresh (add a couple tablespoosn to the bottom of the pail); and it makes a great carpet stain remover: blot up whatever’s spilled, sprinkle Borax over the remaining stain, let dry and then vacuum up. The stain — and smell — disappears. A big box of borax retails at Target for around $2.69, give or take a dime.

3. Try vinegar — Another nontoxic household cleaner, vinegar removes mold from grout and plastic shower curtains. Mix it with water to make glass cleaner and then use crumpled newspapers to wash the windows (though don’t use the newspaper on, say, the TV screen). Newspaper is the best cloth you’ll ever use on your windows — no streaks, perfect shine. I know it seems counterintuitive at first, but you will be blown away by the difference. I guarantee.

4. Buy in bulk — At most supermarkets these days, you can buy food such as beans, seeds, rice, oatmeal, flour, grains, pasta and much, much more in bulk. Buying in bulk saves money and packaging. With bulk, you can buy only as many almonds as the recipe calls for and/or as much quinoa as you want so when you want to whip some up for under a stir-fry, you always have some on hand.

5. Improvise — Craft the things you need on your own, MacGyver-style. I’ve been collecting past-dated socks, stuffing them with table scraps, tying them in knots and, voila! Insta-dog toy! Or take an old, needs-to-be-recycled t-shirt, cut it into strips, braid it, and you’ve got another couple hours of doggy entertainment at the low, low price of zero dollars (dog toys at the store can cost up to $20 or more). Dog toys aren’t the only things that can be improvised. Look around at what you have, assess what you need, and see what you can devise!

6. Shop for local food and wares — Products that travel less distance to reach you are less dependent on the skyrocketing price of gas. See the recent EL article on how to shop for all things local.

7. Wash your clothes on cold, and lay off your dryer — I feel like it’s my god-given right as an American to use my dryer. Ahem. But that’s just the magic that marketing has worked on my poor, susceptible brain. Not only is the dryer really harsh on all my clothes, it costs A LOT to run. You’ll save on electricity by using an old-fashioned drying rack or an outdoor clothesline. Running the washing machine on hot is also a huge energy gobbler. Wash on cold and you’ll notice the difference when you get your electricity bill.

How to Tell What Your Spouse, Boss and Kids are Really Thinking

Thursday, April 3rd, 2008

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Someone’s nervous about what comes next….

I just finished reading The Definitive Book of Body Language by Allan and Barbara Pease (which, for a personal development book, is a real page-turner — the suspense of wondering what certain body movements reveal will keep you reading way past your bedtime!). Here’s what I learned: our bodies always betray our real feelings.

Say you’re going to tell a kindhearted lie to a friend who asks if “these pants make my butt look big?” Your lips will say “No! Not at all!” But your body language will say, “Yeah, kinda” if that’s how you really feel. Authors Allan and Barbara Pease say people often ask them if they can learn to fake it — learn to mask their feelings of anxiety at a job interview, or to hide their jitters on a first date, or to cover up their interest or disinterest in someone they meet at a party. The answer is: Nope. Never fully.

Here’s why: we’re animals. Our highly-developed brains know that we should strive to appear calm when, say, work meetings turn tense. Yet our bodies still respond on a primal level, giving off microsignals that say we’re frightened or feeling superior or are desperate to flee. And that’s how we get caught: People perceive we aren’t being fully truthful when our words and our bodies’ microsignals don’t match up. Our brains can spot the incongruence — and it’s that mismatch that gives rise to the visceral feeling that something just isn’t right.

Even people who practice can’t stifle all the microsignals — they still appear, however small, giving us the opportunity to discern someone’s deeper feelings if we’re paying attention. Yet most movements don’t require that much concentration on our part because most people let their bodies chatter away uncensored. The Peases write:

“Like any other species, we are still dominated by biological rules that control our actions, reactions, body language, and gestures. The fascinating thing is that the human animal is rarely aware that its postures, movements, and gestures can tell one story while its voice may be telling another.”

The good news here is that if you take some time to study up on body language, your own and others, you’ll be better able to perceive what others are really saying — and better aware of the signals you’re sending. The book is full of fascinating facts, figures and data, and I recommend it for anyone interested in becoming fluent in body language. Meanwhile, here’s a short guide, culled from the book, of some common body signals and what they mean.

1. Crossed Arms — Crossed arms show that a person doesn’t agree or isn’t interested in what’s being said and/or has a nervous, defensive or negative attitude. Crossed arms are a pretty obvious posture to decipher; the more interesting bit of news here, I think, is how the posturing also works in reverse.

When you adopt a body position, such as crossing your arms, your mind tends to follow, which means that even if you weren’t feeling disinterested or defensive, if you cross your arms you’re likely to start feeling that way. Research conducted by the Peases found that students at a lecture who were instructed to listen to the lecturer with their arms crossed not only retained 38 percent less of the information being presented but also had more negative thoughts about the lecturer!

The takeaway? If you want to be more receptive, uncross those arms! And if you find someone crossing their arms as you talk (likely indicating that they are closed off to what you’re saying), try getting them to uncross them. The Peases suggest offering the person a cup of coffee or handing them a piece of paper to get them to reach out of the crossed-arm position. If you can break them out of their posture, their mind is more likely to follow — and you’ve just helped them help themselves like you better!

2. The Coffee Cup Barrier — Speaking of coffee, where someone places their coffee cup immediately after taking a drink will tell you a lot about what they’re thinking. If they reach across their bodies to set the cup down (bringing their cup-holding arm in front of and across their bodies, creating a “single arm barrier”), they’re likely hesitant or unsure about what they’re hearing. When they place the cup straight down in front or to the side and away their body, they’re more open to what’s being said.

(Cautionary note: always consider context when hunting for body language clues. Fort example, a person might be very accepting of what’s being said but their coaster is opposite their cup-holding hand. So when they put down their cup they won’t be saying “no way” so much as trying to avoid a water ring on their desk! Likewise, if it’s below freezing outside and someone is crossing their arms while you talk with them, they’re probably just cold.)

3. The Nose Touch — We touch our noses when we lie. Studies show the reason is physiological. The Peases refer a study by the Smell and Taste Treatment and Research Foundation in Chicago that found when we lie, our blood pressure increases. “Increased blood pressure inflates the nose and causes the nerve endings in the nose to tingle” resulting in an itchy feeling. So, naturally, we scratch it. And while some people will briskly scratch their noses back and forth several times, others, note the Peases, will make one “almost imperceptible” touch/scratch. So the move can be subtle, but it’s almost always there when we fib.

A good high-profile example: Bill Clinton’s testimony during the Monica Lewinsky affair. Neurologist Alan Hirsch and psychiatrist Charles Wolf analyzed tapes of his testimony and found when he told the truth, he rarely touched his nose. When he lied, “he gave a split second frown before he answered and touched his nose once every four minutes for a grand total of twenty six nose touches.”

(Note: Sometimes a nose itch is just a nose itch. If this is the case, scratches tend to be more deliberate, repetitive and out of context with the conversation, note the Peases. So, again, its all about context.)

4. Picking Imaginary Lint — “When a person disapproves of the opinions or attitudes of others but doesn’t want to say anything, displacement gestures are likely to occur, that is, primarily innocent body-language gestures that reveal a withheld opinion,” write the Peases. “Picking imaginary lint from one’s own clothing is one such gesture. The lint-picker usually looks down and away from others while performing this seemingly minor, irrelevant action. This is a common signal of disapproval and is a good sign that he doesn’t like what’s being said, even when he sounds as if he’s agreeing with everything.”