Discovering Glitter and Glue


A dear friend of mine sits on the board with the bay area non-profit Children’s Health Guild, which is a group of women who volunteer their time to raise funds for Children’s Hospital and Research Center for Oakland and the George Mark Children’s House. Every year they host a Holiday Boutique and Luncheon, and this year I joined for the charitable festivities. Obviously, the most important outcome is the charitable donations raised, and I could go on and on about the fabulous shopping, or the some 400 lovely ladies in attendance, but the real highlight for me, was the amazingly talented guest speaker Kelly Corrigan, author of Lift, The Middle Place, and her most recent book, Glitter and Glue. From the moment she candidly began to share bits of her book and life, I knew that she was incredibly gifted as an author, speaker, and a woman. Having to overcome tremendous adversity, including cancer, she has this uncanny ability to make you laugh at even the hardest of times. Kelly read excerpts about raising her children from her most recent memoir, which had me, either hysterically laughing, in tears, or both at the same time. She would then reflect on her childhood, and with every jab or poke towards her Mom or Dad, you couldn’t help but say, “Yes, I can relate, these too are my parents with all their crazy idiosyncrasies that they have so lovingly passed on to me!” Every woman (and a few men) felt instantly connected by hearing and relating to these stories. It was special. So.. let me explain the title because I promise, if possible, you will love your mother just a little bit more.

One night during Kelly’s high school years, her mother so nonchalantly said, “Honey, your father is the glitter, and I am the glue”. ¬†At the time, this meant nothing to Kelly, but obviously now, years later, is the premise for her book. For me, the title alone couldn’t be anymore relatable. After I left the event that day, I of course, called my mom immediately and shared about my experience and how I wished we could have shared it together. What my mom didn’t know was that at that moment, I just wanted to hug her for as long as possible. I wanted to somehow express that as a mother of two, I get it! I know about your countless selfless acts performed over the years. As amazing as Dad was, and still is, I know that YOU were the glue! You are my superhero.

I left that day a little more grateful, and actually quite obsessed with wanting to make Kelly Corrigan my best friend. Even though she is most definitely the cooler “Kelly” I take pride in sharing our 80’s first name with such a rad chick. Anyhow, I look forward to reading Glitter and Glue and all it’s raw tales on parenthood and family.

If you haven’t already thought of this, her books would make a fun and thoughtful Christmas present for any woman! If you do read one of her books or already have, I’d love to know your feedback. Happy reading and hug your mom a little tighter next time!

Giddy Up!

DSC_7904Well..HELLO! I’ve been contemplating my first blog post for a while now. In between wiping tiny butts, battling over broccoli with a three year old, and debating if I have time to shave my legs in the morning, I often dream of a little mommy outlet to discuss life, family, style, food, crafting, wine. You get the idea. At last, it’s happening.

Anyhow, it’s Christmas time, and it took me three times as long to decorate the house with the kiddos, but it was still magical. After bath time last night, my son decided to put on sissy’s cowboy boots. It quickly became a kodak moment because, who can resist a chubby dimply baby butt. My three year old daughter, Audrey, was cracking up with me as we captured this moment of Jack staring at the Christmas tree shaking his bum to the music. Of course within minutes, she was yanking the boots off him because they are hers, and how dare he, but these are the little moments that make motherhood so special. It’s one I won’t forget. Happy Holidays and Giddy Up!