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Susan McCorkindale

The author of Confessions of a Counterfeit Farm Girl, Susan McCorkindale moved from Manhattan and now resides with her family on a 500-acre beef cattle farm in Upperville, Virginia. Check out her daily blog at http://confessionsofacounterfeitfarmgirl.blogspot.com

Articles By Susan McCorkindale

My Birthday Means Jack

Jul 02,2009

"You know, Susan, any birthday is preferable to the alternative." This from my mother, (paraphrasing Maurice Chevalier, of all people), when I called her to moan about my upcoming “big day.”

No Goody Bags at This Girl's Funeral

Jun 25,2009

I have a confession to make. I have my funeral planned down to the most minute detail. I want music. Loud, fun, feel good music like Katrina and the Waves’ “Walking on Sunshine” and Gretchen Wilson’s “Redneck Woman.”

The Cow Poke Wore Prada

Jun 25,2009

I always joke that my husband hates to leave the farm. That he’d rather be here dealing with animals, than “out there” dealing with people who behave like animals. But the truth is that I don’t let him leave the farm. In fact I’ll do anything to keep him here, or at least keep him checking in every few hours or so.

Get a Load of This

Jun 22,2009

When we lived in the 'burbs, the weirdest things I ever found in the washing machine were earrings, car keys, and the occasional cell phone. Oh, and money. Once I found a hundred dollar bill. You bet I kept it;

Children of the Cheetos (Doritos, Fritos, and Tostitos, too)

Jun 22,2009

New moms, I've got good news and I've got bad news. The bad news is that your kids will never outgrow the two a.m. feeding. The good news is that eventually they'll ditch the breast for the bag. You'll no longer need to get up. But you will need to keep them stocked up.