As some of you may have noticed some of my recent posts have been a bit reflective and a little on the melancholy side of it. I guess it’s because I’m going back to that place that for so many years of my life I called “home” I’m excited to see family that I haven’t seen in years, but at the same time I’m excited about just being back in the city where I did most of my growing up. I know it’s changed a lot since I lived there - it had changed a lot the last time I was there, but still there is a feeling that it’s my hometown. For a long time I would say it was my hometown but after living in Vegas so long I now call Vegas “Home” but somewhere inside I feel like I’m actually going “Home” Does that make sense at all? This is the city where I spent most of my summers at my grandmother's house having wars with the neighbor kids, hanging out at the pizza place with my group of close friends, and where I had good times, bad times and everything in between - but they were all moments in my life that made me who I am now. I'm excited about seeing family, but I'm more excited about being back home.

While I’m away I have a few guest bloggers. I’ve called on my blogging friends who are all talented in their own way and I’ve also asked a few friends that don’t blog to help out, so you’re in for a some very different kinds of posts this time. I hope you enjoy them all and be sure to check out the blogs of the guest bloggers.

Until I return, I'm turning this over to the guest bloggers...enjoy.