Not the brightest bean

Luis and I were talking recently about people he works with. He described one as "he thinks he knows more than he actually does". Oh yeah, I said, I know people like that. They think they are all that and a bag of chips, when in fact, they are missing the bag of chips.

Suddenly I thought of my recent attempt to get a raise. And I wondered, am I one of those people? Do I think I am worth more than I really am?

As soon as that question is spoken I hear my mom's voice telling me that I am worth everything I ask for. She is my mom, she has never doubted what I tell her about my skills. Neither does Luis. He thinks I am more talented that I give myself credit for.

But I wonder. Do I really see my relative value in perspective? Or am I one of those people?

No one is moving

It's hot as hell here today. Somewhere in the range of 100 degrees. Not normal for Portland. It seems pretty quiet outside. Not much traffic driving by my house. And on my walk up here to Beulahland, there were very few people on the street. It's just too hot to move.

My Fat Year

I've decided that I'm going to write off this year as "My Fat Year". I just weighed myself at the gym yesterday, and it's official; I am at the heaviest weight I have ever been at in my LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not so cool.

Even though I knew it was going on, I paid little attention to it, only bothering to say hello to it in passing. This weight gain. My little friend of 2008.

Well, you have 5 more months of hanging around, and then you gotta go. Bye bye little chubly wubly!