As I get older, I try and live life with as few regrets as possible. I mean, what's the point? It's not like anyone can go back and get a do-over. Yet, try as I might to rise above past mistakes and missteps, there are a few things I really would wipe away had I a choice. Take home perms, for example. Please. My mother inflicted them on me as a child to [...]
9/11/2001 Forever in our minds, hearts, and prayers. Never Forget.
"NO!" Two little letters. Two letters that pack a powerful punch for women. "No" is often used against us, sometimes by we, ourselves, to keep us in line. It also steals our dreams, our potential, and our joy. And let's not forget how we use it to deny ourselves. "No, I shouldn't have dessert, buy those shoes, sit and read for 20 minutes..." fill in your own blanks. But we can learn to tame [...]
It’s. Freaking. Hot. Excuse the borderline profanity, but frankly, nothing else, aside from the actual profanity, adequately expresses how freaking hot it is. This entire summer has blasted the East Coast--and likely the rest of the U.S., but I'm so self-absorbed and crushed by the heat that I'm not sure--with searing, open the freezer just to stick your head in, I'm going to burst into flames any moment, temperatures. In fact, it's been [...]
Whether you have children or not, September seems to be a time for hitting the "Reboot" button. As the summer heat wanes and school buses once again carry their charges towards learning (and I get stuck behind them every damn time they're on the road--but I digress...), it just feels right to take stock and reassess, clearing your mind and your desk and figuring out just where you're headed next. The amazing Shauna [...]
Ah, the summer road trip. If you lived in Philadelphia, and were a child in the '60's (Yikes!), it's likely your summer involved a trip to the Jersey Shore. The good parts: A cherished week at the beach, summer breeze ruffling your hair, the "rides" a.k.a. the Boardwalk (and yes, it deserves the capital letter, as any kid knows), surf, sand, cotton candy, pizza, and so on. The bad part: Getting there. A trip [...]
My daughter is a “Woooooo-er.” She “Woooooo’s” everything that excites her. And if I don’t “Woooooo” her back, she assumes someone’s died. Most times, it’s overkill, but in this instance, I’m with her. So, here it is: www.maryfranbontempo.com is all new! Woooooo!!!!! And www.notreadyforgrannypanties.com has a new look, too! Woooooo!!!!! Same with Twitter, and a brand new Facebook Author page! Wooooo!!!! And Wooooo again!!!! After a complete website, blog, and social media reboot, [...]