The Breakfast Club

Usually my night shift crew gets off of work right around breakfast time, so we'll head over to chow afterwards.  The dining hall changes up the menu for the other meals, but breakfast is usually the same, so we know what we are getting ourselves into.  We'll chat about whatever and hurry through breakfast so that we can get some free time in before falling asleep and starting everything all over again when we wake up. 

Today I went alone to breakfast and was pleasantly surprised by fresh strawberries.  I am a sucker for some fresh berries and I haven't seen any in about a month.  Jennie and I will often have a nice Sunday brunch with berries back in T-town, and today was Sunday.  So I guess I am keeping the tradition going.  Strangely, I also had stewed tomatoes.  You're probably thinking that stewed tomatoes are a strange breakfast dish, and I would have to agree, but I like them, and breakfast is the only time of day that they serve them.  Also, if I close my eyes and travel to my happy place, they remind me of Jennie's chicken cacciatore recipe, and that makes me happy.  It's the little things that can really make me smile. 

Updates:

 Moustache - Did you know that November is also Movember?  Movember is a movement to bring attention to men's health issues (prostate cancer in particular) by growing a moustache for the entire month of November. So of course, any excuse to grow facial hair is fine with me, especially if it is for a good cause.  So, I am now almost two weeks into a moustache.  It's kind of fun, because at work we'll joke around and point at each other and  say something like "you look ridiculous with a moustache" - but of course, most of us are growing them, so we'll say back 'yah, you too' (FYI: that is the clean version of what we say to each other).  So, we'll see how it turns out by the end of the month.  I'm hoping for a Tom Selleck masculine quality, but I'll probably end up with some sort of weird Emilio Estevez experimental moustache ridiculousness.  

Earthquake - Back on Monday the 7th there was a 5.5 earthquake not too far from here.  It happened at about 4:30 PM local time, just before I usually wake up to get ready for work.  I woke up to the bed jiggling and I thought it was probably an earthquake, but not too bad of one.  Honestly, I was too tired to really care, but I when I got to work I checked online, and sure enough: Brian's second earthquake.  Mark it down in my baby book mom. 

Well, that about wraps it up for this entry.  Breakfast and some sort of weird strawberry fixation is exciting stuff I know, but hey, I worked Tom Selleck and an earthquake into the blog, I bet you didn't see that one coming.