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.