For this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt from Linda G. Hill, we are given the word “brush” and are asked to use it as a noun, a verb, or an idiom.
I used to have a hair brush, but since I no longer have any hair on my head, I no longer have a need for a hair brush. However, I do have and use a toothbrush as well as a clothes brush. I also have a brush for my dog’s fur, although one could argue that’s it’s more of a comb than a brush. But let’s not split hairs. Ha! Get it? Split hairs. Funny, right?
I asked my wife if she would prepare my favorite meal for dinner, but she gave me the brush-off. “Why don’t you prepare my favorite meal for me for a change?” she asked. So I found an old cook book, brushed the dust off if it, and looked up a recipe. It looked pretty complicated and I realized that if I was going to be successful, I’d have to brush up on my culinary skills.
I pulled all of the ingredients together and got all the pots, pans, and utensils lined up. I was on a tear, preparing what was on its way to becoming a gourmet dinner when the cat suddenly jumped up on the counter and brushed up against my arm, causing me to accidentally empty a whole bottle of wine onto the skillet.
I then dropped the empty bottle, which shattered on the hardwood floor. I knew I had to take care of the mess before my cat jumped down and got glass shards in his paw pads. So I grabbed the dustpan and brush from the pantry and started to brush the glass into the dustpan, but my wife walked into the kitchen and I didn’t want her to see the mess I had made so I just brushed all of the glass under the rug.
Then I ordered pizza for delivery.
Wow, you covered so much over a brush and I loved the various uses as well! Brilliant write!
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Thanks so much.
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Wow you brushed away the competition with this piece about the brush. You must be brushed with success – I mean flushed – just brush that pun under the carpet will you lol.
Nicely done Fandango I enjoyed this piece.
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Thanks, Mason.
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You’re welcome. BTW the Dog Days of August Post today is faulty we cant comment on it and it keeps going down. It might need reposting.
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That’s strange. If I go to my browser (on my iPhone and open up my blog, it’s there. I’m really losing my patience with WordPress.
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Aw, man, that sounds like one of *my* days!
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Haha! Great use of the prompt. And very sensible decision!
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I think the cat was trying to tell you something…and you listened. Good for you and the pizza place!
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Enjoyed reading this. 😊
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Thanks.
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Haha, this gave me a good laugh. Well done.
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Thank you for making me smile.
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I’m glad my story made you smile. Thanks for telling me.
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I hope that you don’t get cockroaches under your rug. Nice post Fandango.
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Ha!
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Those dang fur babies keep us hopping. I enjoyed reading your post..
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Thanks, Lyn.
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😂
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So I can relate to the broken wine bottle. A good chuckle at the splitting hairs. . .those wine bottles really shatter. Disappointing as I was looking forward to tasting a new wine. My grandkids had to come over and help me clean up that mess.🙄😳
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I have nights like this in the kitchen, too. If it doesn’t result in takeout then it’s a quick box of mac & cheese. 😆
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I think you got that covered nicely 💜
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Thanks!
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💜💜
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This was an entertaining story. We always put the pet’s well being first don’t we?
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Yes we do. We are their keepers.
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