by Susan McCorkindale | Dec 9, 2010 | Cancer Sucks, Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
A few weeks ago we had a whole bunch of family photos taken. We’re not usually big family photo people. We’re more, mom’s-not-in-the-shot-’cause-she’s-snapping-it people. I know, there’s this new fangled thing called a timer, and I...
by Susan McCorkindale | Dec 4, 2010 | Cancer Sucks, Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
I know, it’s only December and yes, like everyone else I’m buying Christmas gifts. But as far as I’m concerned, it’s never too early to start shopping for next summer’s stint at the shore. It makes the cold more bearable and it’s...
by Susan McCorkindale | Nov 21, 2010 | Cancer Sucks, Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
1. Fresh, hot coffee. 2. My big, beautiful new desk. (shown above) (Now all I need are big, beautifully funny thoughts to pop into my head while I sit at it.) 3. The two big bottles of tomato juice in my fridge. Tug, 0. Skunk 1. 4. Healthy kids and a husband...
by Susan McCorkindale | Nov 16, 2010 | Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
A long time ago, I had a really successful advertising copy writing business. That is, of course, if you define success as working seven days a week, on vacations, and in maternity wards. And that was definitely my definition. I loved being the go-to word girl. I...
by Susan McCorkindale | Nov 14, 2010 | Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane
Me and the talented Elizabeth Malinofsky. (I’m the one with the wrinkles.) Sometimes I get to go out and have my picture taken with nice people who’ve read my book and sent me nice notes. It’s fun. It gets me off the farm. And that means I...
by Susan McCorkindale | Nov 11, 2010 | Cancer Sucks, Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
Allow me to clarify that statement. At least I know I’m not crazier. Since the end of September, I have been beat. Just exhausted. And that’s not my style. My typical routine is bed by eight or nine at night, up by four.* Clearly, I belong on a farm. I...