Styled my hair just so with that old brush. I needed to look good for my audition, singing into my hirsute microphone. Must’ve been too loud, cuz Dad smacked my butt with it.
The Trifextra weekend challenge was to tell a story, in exactly 33 words, about a single object, used three different ways.
Thin spiral notebook 
Love it! This sang to me! Brilliantly done!
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Do re mi fa so la ti DOH! That smarts… great job!
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Perfect. You have described the three uses seamlessly. Great narrative!
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Thank you! I was worried all three uses would not be clear.
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Loved it! I too remember singing into a hairbrush (Harper Valley PTA comes to mind) Good job!
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Oh, Yes! Jeanne C. Riley was in my hair brush repertoire too.
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I totally choked on a chuckle with this one. Well done!
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Glad I could make you laugh. Thanks!
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This is funny! I could picture the entire scene.
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Thanks. I’m willing to bet most people have sung to their brushes sometime in their lives.
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Ha! I love it, though here, my Swiffer Wetjet is the microphone.
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Tie some ribbons to the handle and you’d totally have moves like Jagger.
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Shhh. It.s my daughter that keeps stealing it. Wouldn’t be an issue if she would actually mop the floor while using it. 😉
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Hehehehhe… that was cute!
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I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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There is a singer in all of us.
I enjoyed this post.
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I’ve had my share of concerts singing to my hairbrush.
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Hirsute!!! YES!!! Singing into da brush.
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I was hoping you’d catch that word. So much more descriptive than simply ‘hairy.’
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