Something was different today; Tim was ready to go. He was waiting outside the gate as I pulled up. That was the beginning of the 'unusual' that began to unravel for the rest of the morning. I was driving today and the threat of rain was looming overhead as we pulled into our favorite restaurant. The place was nearly empty except for a few old guys 'smoking it up' on the other side of the divider. Like a divider was going to keep the rancid owl shit smell of cigarettes on that side. We sat as far from the smokin’ side as we could place ourselves. Our waitress was a new gal. She seemed to still have that “Good morning you are the most important people in my life right now.” That’s kind of nice for a change. And there it was, the second unusual occurrence that this morning was cooking up for us. It was a ‘ham’ morning on the menu board. Tim opted for the Western omelet: two eggs, chopped ham, hashbrowns, cheese and peppers. I stuck with my usual: two eggs suuny side over, hashbrowns,unchopped ham, no cheese and no peppers.
We expected it to rain any minute. Our breakfasts came in record time and were picture perfect. Our new waitress flitted around the table making us feel really special. That was going to be a dollar tip more. I asked her to crisp everything. I didn’t mean the eggs-over-easy crisped. We ate and talked. A fellow and his wife were sitting across from us in the no smoking section. Tim said that he had forgotten all of the names of things. I think he meant that to be a heads-up for where we were heading in the not too distant future. He told me that his neighbor was a victim of Alzheimer’s. You slowly forget everything. Sounded familiar. He said that his neighbor didn’t know Tim’s name anymore. But if Tim told him he lived in the house down the road with four different colored sides on the house (orange, mustard yellow, reddish brown,and olivegreen). He’d say,” Yeah I know you.”
I paid the bill tipping a little extra this time. As we were leaving the parking lot, Tim says, “Where're we painting today?” I didn’t have the slightest idea but I knew I didn’t want to keep painting with the three primary colors anymore. I was changing brushes as well. I figured we’d drive around for a while waiting for today's subject to reveal itself.