A laugh-out-loud memoir about a city slicker who discovers that Manolos and manure just don't mix. At her husband's prompting, suburban mom and New York career woman Susan McCorkindale agreed to give up her stressful six-figure job. Together, they headed down south to a 500-acre beef farm, and never looked back. Well, he didn't look back. She did. A lot. From playing ?spot the religious billboard? on the drive to rural Virginia, to adapting to a world without Starbucks, to planning bright-orange hunter-resistant wardrobes for the kids (?We moved here to get away from the...
A laugh-out-loud memoir about a city slicker who discovers that Manolos and manure just don't mix. At her husband's prompting, suburban mom...
The hilarious follow-up to the memoir, Confessions of a Counterfeit Farm Girl. It's been four years since Susan's husband dragged her kicking and screaming from their comfortable, big city East Coast life to a farm in Virginia cattle country. Susan's adjusting as best she can, which isn't easy considering she's been known to wear Manolos in manure. She'll never be a real farm girl, but as readers will see from her side- splitting confessions, she's faking it just fine.
The hilarious follow-up to the memoir, Confessions of a Counterfeit Farm Girl. It's been four years since Susan's husband dragged ...
