Joanna Goodman

Point of You...

Wed, 13 Apr 2011 09:47:05 -0400

I was reading with my 6-year-old daughter last night and she came across the words point of view.

Jessie: “You mean it’s not ‘point of you?”

Me: “No, Sweety. It’s point of view.”

Jessie: “Has it been this way all these years?”

Watching Top Chef with a 6-year old...

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 19:12:14 -0400

“Mummy, if he almost cut his finger off, would he win or lose?”

Miss me?

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 18:01:00 -0400

Hello follower (dad),

For anyone who is paying attention (dad?) I haven’t posted since February due to a long winter’s hibernation. I shouldn’t even be emerging now, since the wind is gusting at -60 and it’s bitter cold, but my week was noteworthy enough (in a bad way) to warrant an update of my life & career.

First I got a call from my agent - she only calls with good news, so I was super excited - with bad news. The publishing industry is in shambles, she said, so she is going to wait a bit before she sends out my novel, The Seed Man’s Daughter. More waiting.

Truthfully, the only reason I’m writing to you (dad) is because I just read Gary Vaynerchuk’s book Crush It! and was inspired to put some effort into this Social Media thing that is going to build my “brand” and propel me to super stardom. (I’m sure Gary V had a bit more than one blog post per season in mind, but it’s the best I can do.)

So stay tuned for the breaking news about my novel!

Ventriloquist, Yodeling, and a red jumpsuit…and she was...

Sat, 22 Jan 2011 00:10:00 -0500

Ventriloquist, Yodeling, and a red jumpsuit…and she was the runner up! (video)

That’s me (bleached hair and acid washed mini-skirt) at...

Mon, 17 Jan 2011 18:07:59 -0500

That’s me (bleached hair and acid washed mini-skirt) at 17yrs old, in Switzerland! Yikes

Conversation with my 6-year-old:

Sun, 16 Jan 2011 18:22:45 -0500

“If there were absolutely no drinks in Canada, but there was water in Japan, would you fly to Japan for a drink of water?”

“Um, yes.”

"What is the difference between totality and desperation? The difference is this… desperation..."

Sun, 02 Jan 2011 12:02:05 -0500

“What is the difference between totality and desperation? The difference is this…
desperation is trying to get away from
here and now. Awaking spiritually is simply
realising that there is no escape. You are here,
always here. And here you are always pure, always
guiltless, always perfect. But you can’t bring the
past into it. The Now is hopeless; that is it’s
beauty. Because as long as there is hope,
you’re thinking about tomorrow,
and it keeps you from now.
The now is complete.
Listen to that word,
“complete.””

My favorite moments of the holiday…

Sat, 01 Jan 2011 21:55:11 -0500

My favorite moments of the holiday…

The beach on new year’s eve

Sat, 01 Jan 2011 21:53:01 -0500

The beach on new year’s eve

Final moments of 2010…

Sat, 01 Jan 2011 21:52:24 -0500

Final moments of 2010…

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Sat, 01 Jan 2011 21:48:59 -0500

"A poor man celebrates the New Year once a year. A rich man celebrates each day. The richest man..."

Sat, 01 Jan 2011 09:23:09 -0500

“A poor man celebrates the New Year once a year.
A rich man celebrates each day.
The richest man celebrates every moment.”

- Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

The days are long but the years are short...

Wed, 29 Dec 2010 21:00:00 -0500

That pretty much captures my holiday so far. Spending the last 10 days as a virtual shut-in with a 17-month old boy has truly been a trip. Here are some highlights:

SHOPPING:

I pop into J. Crew for a brief tour and Luke takes off at breakneck speed for the fitting rooms. I run after him but not before he has run behind the curtain of one woman’s room. “Sorry, ma'am!” Then he moves a display bench to the opposite end of the store while I am trying on a shirt, only to be reprimanded by an unamused sales associate. Sales associate, passive aggressively to Luke: “I’m just going to move this bench back where it belongs." And then, for his grand finale, he decides to take down a mannequin by violently shaking her leg. At which point, we leave empty-handed.

BATH-TIME:

After pulling down every bottle of shampoo, bar of soap, razor, shaving cream, etc into the tub, turning the shower on my head, stuffing Mig's fancy electric toothbrush up the disgusting faucet, and hurling all his bath toys onto the floor like a pitcher throwing fast-balls, he climbs out of the tub by hurling himself head-first to the floor, goes straight for the toilet paper roll and tosses it in the toilet before I can stop him. Then he decides he wants back in the tub, so hurls himself over the ledge head-first, surviving only because I catch his feet just in the nick of time. And when it’s all over, he sweetly says, "Bye-bye bath."

MEAL-TIME:

Tonight at supper he throws his cheese stick across the room at my mom, squeezes Kraft Dinner through his fingers, squeezes yogourt through his fingers, rubs pureed fruit through all over his hands as though it’s moisturizer, snatches the TV remote from the table and throws it to the floor shattering it in millions of pieces, squirms almost right out of his chair (in spite of buckles and ties) and then smothers his face into the top of a cupcake.

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry anymore. My head hurts. I’m exhausted. And I can’t wait to see him in the morning.

Damien

Introducing… Snocks!

Wed, 29 Dec 2010 16:38:51 -0500

Introducing… Snocks!

It’s a sneaker AND it’s a sock!

Wed, 29 Dec 2010 16:38:01 -0500

It’s a sneaker AND it’s a sock!

Fashion, comfort and practicality!

Wed, 29 Dec 2010 16:36:58 -0500

Fashion, comfort and practicality!