Who Says You Can't Go Home?

Welcome to wherever you are
This is your life, you made it this far
Welcome, you gotta believe
That right here right now, you're exactly where you're supposed to be
Welcome, to wherever you are
-Bon Jovi, Welcome to Wherever You Are

I grew up on a healthy diet of The Beatles and 80s rock.

Specifically, Bon Jovi.

I was "that" person in high school who made mix CDs with Bon Jovi songs on them and would drive around the parking lot at the school blasting "Livin' on a Prayer" (a song that can only be played properly if blasted as loud as your car speakers will allow).

One of my goals in life (especially after last night) is to see Bon Jovi in concert. I was looking at the tour site and apparently he will be here next month. I am very tempted to buy a ticket.

Last night Allie and I went to see Wanted: The Bon Jovi Tribute Band. Twinsburg brought them in as part of their Concerts in the Park series, and we had SO MUCH FUN. Were we the youngest people there? Possibly. Not many people our age in our town go to things like this. But we had a good time. Good food, good drinks, and good music. What more can you want from a summer night?

Today my ears are ringing and I have no voice from screaming singing along to all of the songs.

Sounds like a night well worth it. And it was. It totally was.

Now excuse me while I go blast Bon Jovi music for the near future.