But not brooms in the Canadian sense

Okay, so my dear friend told me I H A - A V E to start blogging. She started one, I read it, peed my pants laughing at hers (though I had just heard the stories over coffee this morning), went to a few postings of people who commented on hers and couldn't stay away. The honest truth is, I can't stand not being able to say something. I must comment, therefore, I had to create an account.

I've titled my blog "Beyond the Broom" simply because it is my mantra every day. I find that too much of my day is spent with broom in hand. True, some days it seems all I do is sweep up mess after mess - but more often than I'd like to admit, I've got that baby cluched between the palms of my hand and I'm flying!! So I'm going out on a limb here a bit and deciding to create a space that documents life beyond those two scenarios - although I'm thinking a few of the broom stories HAVE to make it in time to time just for the sake of grins and giggles.

So, cheers to a new blog and cheers to peering down from my broom from time to time in an attempt to see a broader view. :)