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Our Trip to Bushkill Falls Part 2

Our trip to Bushkill Falls, Pa continued after the boys decided they wanted to take off on their own.

Letting them go gave us the chance to stop for a while and enjoy the scenery and take lots of pictures with the girls.









Oddly enough, there were not a lot of wildlife at the falls and even the birds were kind of quiet.  I did not want to see any bears, for sure, but a squirrel or deer would have been nice.

The whole trail took us about 2 1/2 hours and about half way through, we got to the bridal falls, the masterpiece of the park.






There were a lot of different kind of waterfalls including brooks and streams….all with their own charm…




 On our walk back from the Bridal Falls, we chose to take the hiker’s path back to the end of the trail. Bad move. My knees were hurting by the time we got the end and were begging for flatter ground! It will be the normal trail for us next time, for sure!


 The last two waterfalls were massive. the power of the water was just incredible, and the sunlight hitting the water was nothing short of magical looking!  What a beautiful end to a beautiful day!




 Over all, the trip was great and worth the $73 price tag for our family of 8. (We are really 9, but were missing our eldest Son.)  We can’t wait to go back again. Hopefully, we will make it in the Spring. 


Loudly Yours,









Mr Wonderful

Of the 3 things I am grateful for today, one big one is Mr. Wonderful, my hubby. I  am able to honor him in a contest today, so here goes.

Mr. Wonderful and I have 7 children.  Our family has the benefit of having very hands on Daddy who cooks, cleans up, does the main grocery shopping every week, takes the time to hang out with the boys watching movies as well as pay attention to the

girls and their interests.  Attends their school dances with me, goes to their night time events, takes lots of pictures of the family, all the time.  Works a steady job with he enjoys, is easy going, has a great voice, and is very intelligent.   What more can you ask of a Mr. Wonderful? He is my Mr. Wonderful and I love him. 🙂

Real quick:

I am grateful for new friends (I made some last night at a party I attended to benefit my friend Rachel)


I am also grateful for new business connections!!  Made a nice one last night that I think will be great for both of us!


Loudly yours,


Opening Day

Last week, my youngest two children and I, attended opening day for the Town Little League.  According to our local online newspaper, Patch, there were over 1,000 kids there!  There was food being sold by a local restaurant, snacks at the snack bar, Sparky, the Little League Mascot and people, everywhere.  I am lucky to live in the same town as my Parents and my Sister, so I had family there, too.

It started with the line up of the players, the presentation of the teams, some formalities, the Star Spangled Banner and the like.  It was a fun time for all!

Loudly yours,




Primero is the Spanish word for “First”.  Today is the birthday of my Fist-Born Son, Gavin Michael Bozza.  Born in the evening at Morristown Memorial Hospital at 10:52 by my favorite OBGYN, ever. Dr. Judy Banks.

I was so tired of being pregnant, but scared to death of what childbirth was going to be.  I had been in labor for most of the morning after I saw Dr. Banks and she told me to head to the hospital as today was going to be the big day.

So, what did I do? Went home, shaved my legs as best as I could, had my Mom french braid my hair, so it wouldn’t be in the way, and rocked in the rocking chair until Daniel got home.

By the time we got to the hospital, Dr. Judy was perplexed when it took so long for me to show up!  She thought I was going to go straight to the hospital!

I had no intention of going without the Father of the baby!!  Well, after all was resolved, we got ready to have the baby.

About 4 hours, and an hour of pushing, out popped Gavin.  Looked just like his Daddy!  We were so happy he arrived.  We did not know what we were having, but my Mom (who could not wait) found out what he was before he was born…of course my family had a blast teasing me before he came!!

We had a lot of visitors, first of which was my Sister Joanne, who I tried to kick out of the room since I did not know if she was allowed…poor thing.

My parents came and my other Sister, Sallie, whose Birthday it was, too!  For her birthday, I made her the God Mother and gave her her first nephew, ever.  She was in the middle of her 17th birthday party and had to leave it early to come to the hospital.  We were all so excited!

One of the things I missed most was chocolate and I was so glad to have some, since I got nauseous when I ate it.

My good friend, Danielle, made me a whole plate full of brownies, which I devoured (not all of them, of course) and had to pay for it later when poor little Gavin got it all in his breast milk.. Did not sleep a wink that night.  I felt so bad for my roommate, that I dragged the bassinet into the bathroom to try to cover up the noise! Ugh! I was so young back then!  I should have sent him back to the nursery, but I wanted my baby with me so badly, I would not even consider it.  In hindsight, some sleep would have been beneficial.  Ah…20/20 hindsight.

As he grew up, he proved to be quite the intelligent little chap.  He spoke at 10 months old, read at 3, memorized EVERYTHING…especially Disney movies.  We knew he had a special talent and we were right.  My favorite story was the time when he was 3, just a little thing, and we approached the Children’s Librarian and I told her that Gavin could read.  She looked at me with disdain and I said, “Go ahead, pick any book!”  She promptly marched over to the book shelf, picked a book up and handed it to Gavin.  Well, he picked up the book and without hesitation, read the whole thing out loud!  She was so astonished, she took Gavin by the hand and marched him around, showing any co-workers she could find.  That was a proud moment for me as a Mom.  Today, I am a proud Mom of a Missionary, whose Son, uses his talent for the Glory of God, spreading the love of Jesus anywhere they let him.

I can’t believe 21 years has passed so quickly!  Happy Birthday, to my First Born, Gavin Michael Bozza! Love, Mom.

Loudly yours,


A free pass….

Today is the Feast of the Divine Mercy.  


It is the day that a certain group of Catholics (like me) believe that today is the Day that a complete mercy can be granted forgiving all of our sins without repercussion. 


I know that might sound funny to some, but as a Catholic, you are taught that our sins can be forgiven, but must be paid for in some kind of Purgatory until we have made up for our sins.  


Jesus grants us our way into Heaven, but there must be a consequence for the times we have sinned.  


On Divine Mercy Sunday, we are promised if we are to follow the guidelines that were given to St. Faustina through Jesus, we will be granted total forgiveness for any sins we have committed through the Mercy of Jesus.  


As a Catholic, I am given great comfort by this gift of Mercy bestowed on us for a few small inconveniences.  You can see the guidelines here if you are interested in knowing more, but as for me, I will never say no to a free pass into Heaven.  

For the sake of His sorrowful Passion, Have Mercy on Us and on the Whole World”….


Loudly yours,


Five Question Friday 4/13/12

Questions for Friday, April 13th: (Special thanks to Pam (@trooppetrie) from Troop Petrie, Sandy (@PardonMyDust) from Pardon My Dust, Anna (@annacdaisy) from Single Mommy Chronicles, Erin (@emenchho1) from The Life and Times of E1, and Gas Family (@Gasfamily) from The Gas Familyfor their question suggestions! I would love to link you in a future 5QF, so come on over to my community or watch for my Thursday afternoon shout out for questions on Twitter and offer up your best question suggestions! Remember to @5crookedhalos me and use hashtag #5QF if you go the Twitter route!)
1. Who mows your grass?
My Son, Nathan or my Husband, Dan.  I take care of the gardening, which can be a pill, but 15 minutes a day usually does the trick!

2. Do you have a picture wall or picture gallery in your house (show us! <— my addition to the question)?
I do have a gallery but not all hanging on the wall, some are in bookcases, some on shelves, some on the wall.

3. What book has influenced your thinking the most? Or, what blog? (I want to read what gets people thinking!)
The Bible, mostly as well as Think and Grow Rich and Ask and it is given by Esther Hicks

4. Do you have allergies? If so, how do you handle it this time of year?
I have gluten allergies and I have been doing really well with it.  I just have to find the hidden gluten and I am on that!

5. What’s your go to meal to cook in an hurry?
Rotisserie Chicken.

Truthful Tuesday 4/10/12

“You are my Sport Boy!” I exclaimed to my youngest Son, yesterday on the stairs.  “What’s the big deal?” exclaimed my soon to be 16 yr old Son.  “It is a big deal because your Dad and I are not “sports” and most of you kids are what Dad and I are, “music people”! ”  


I am not a fan of labeling children, but in a household FULL of music, a sports oriented kid is very different for our brood.  Every single day, there is some kind of music performed in our house.  (We even have lovely neighbors who ask when the next “concert” is going to be, as they enjoy the music flowing freely into the street through the boy’s bedroom windows.)


In the past,  we have encouraged the kids to try sports of many different kinds, but for the most part, they played and retreated back to their strong suits; music.  


I must admit, since it is Truthful Tuesday, that I have indulged in excluding the hectic schedules that sports bring by not pushing the kids to pursue sports for many years…..BUT my youngest Son has the energy, the ability and the potential to do well and I am going to encourage him from time to time by calling him my “sport boy”. (Not that I am boxing him in that category, have no fear.  He is my best singer in the Cherubs choir, mind you!)

I know labeling is not the typical way to “mother” but it is just my way of encouraging and making him feel special.  Music is foremost in my house, automatically encouraged and something I can be an example for.  Besides running and kettle bells, there is not much I personally do to be a sport example. (I leave that to my Dad and my Sisters) 


Now that most of my 7 kids are grown, I have the ability to get away to his games and focus on the process of learning and nurturing the sport.  I don’t have to worry as much about several younger kids running around and what to do with them while the game is going on.  I can take the time to learn how the game is played and spend time with my youngest Son.  I am happy to oblige and encourage him in his love of baseball.  


I must admit, in an attempt to even it out, I also have a “sport girl” in the house.  My baby girl.  I will encourage her, too and learn the sport for her as well.  It will be a fun journey for all of us, musics and sports alike.


Loudly yours,