Mary Fran Bontempo
AWARD-WINNING author, speaker, humorist, and teacher, Mary Fran Bontempo has been writing for and about women for over 25 years. Her latest book, “The Woman’s Book of Dirty Words,” is available on Amazon and BarnesandNoble.com, along with “Not Ready For Granny Panties—The 11 Commandments for Avoiding Granny Panties,” published in 2012, and her first book, “Everyday Adventures or, As My Husband Says, ‘Lies, Lies and More Lies.’”
Tidying up is all the rage. Thanks to super “tidy-er,” Marie Kondo, author of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, tossing stuff has never been more in fashion, which requires you jettison things that are out of fashion, bore...
Sometimes I think I’m just too old for new beginnings. Usually, those are the days when I’m overwhelmed with trying to keep up with the social media I do in marketing my work, writing two or three posts under...
Anyone who has suffered through a dreary Philadelphia winter knows the eager anticipation of spring. Philly in the winter most closely resembles Dorothy Gale’s Kansas—gray, bland, and monotonous. Here, we wait like eager Munchkins to be returned to the...
Love. It’s the thing in February, a month that doesn’t have a lot going for it. Somewhere along the line, marketers decreed we should break up winter’s blues by tossing in a ton of red, in the form of...
It’s resolution time again. You know, the annual New Year’s ritual whereby we all promise we’ll eat better, exercise more, be better people—in other words, lie to ourselves until February, when we’ll give up the whole charade as a...
Ah, ‘tis the season—the season of more. And more, and more still. The holidays are designed for excess. Glittering, shiny, sparkly, over-the-top, where else can we put more twinkle lights, there are 453 ornaments on the tree, I have...
It’s November, so it must be Thanksgiving time. The time of year when we construct elaborate lists enumerating our blessings and reviewing just where life has propelled or drop-kicked us to in the past twelve months.
Frequently, writers fortunate enough...
Fall is harvest time, when you reap what you’ve sown, at least as far as farming cycles go. But on a more personal level, we’re all reaping what we’ve sown, for better or worse, all of the time. At...
You know the line, “Regrets, I’ve had a few, but then again, too few to mention….”
As I move on in life, I understand the sentiment. I’m pretty much where I want to be (with the exception of a yet...
I am sick of myself.
Rather, I am sick of thinking about myself. I’m sick of seeing myself on social media, sick of reading about all of my brilliant musings (which, of course, I am posting myself, so people will...