Jessie has thrown the gauntlet.  He has stepped up in the arena of Somer fandom.  And he is beating all of you. 

Jessie has built what he calls the Ultimate Somer Fan Page.  Ok, so it’s not a REAL fan page.  If it were a real fan page, it would be full of pictures, trivia, life accomplishments, and desktop wallpapers….all of me.  This page is well….different.  It’s the ultimate stalker page.  If I update a tweet, or a chatter on BlogHer, or a status update on Facebook, you will hear a ping and you will be immediately able to see those updates on this site.  It’s real-time Somer updates!

Are you tired of checking MWC and SMP to see if I’ve updated?  Just go to this site and it will show my latest blog posts on those sites. 

It’s not completely finished yet, but will be soon enough. 

We were sitting at dinner last night eating tacos made from one of those taco kits you get from the grocery store.  I asked Jessie what motivated him to build this site.  I didn’t ask him to build it, had never even considered such a thing.  He just surprised me with it one day.  He replied, “Oh, let’s just say it’s the ultimate fan page and I’m knocking Aschlie and Helen out of the water.” 

Yeah, he totally went there.

I laughed so hard that the contents of my taco ended up on my lap.

In truth, the real reason why he built this site was because he was wanting to learn a new coding language and he was simply doing this as an excuse to get accustomed to it.  If he’d just said that in the first place instead of trying to look all noble and giving, he WOULD have been my ultimate fan.  Now, I don’t know.  I’m feeling a little let down.

I tell you, it’s hell being small peanuts and can’t even trust your own husband to be an ultimate fan.  I must really suck! 

Ah, what the hell.  Let the suckage continue!

Today, for the first time, I put Lukas on his potty without his diaper.  We’ve been practicing sitting on the potty fully clothed and have spent many weeks discussing the business of what happens on the potty.  We’ve talked at great length about what pee pee and poo poo are and where they come from.  I was very careful to make sure that he was ready before I started this long process. 

When I put his bare tushy on that potty, I still wasn’t 100% sure that he was ready.  I didn’t expect anything to happen.  I sat  him down, sat across from him and just calmly began chit chatting with him about pee pee and poo poo.  He enthusiastically chatted back and wanted to focus mainly on pee pee and his winky. 

Suddenly, he got quiet.  He looked down at his winky and, to my surprise, started going pee pee!  I squealed and clapped and exclaimed over and over again what a good boy he was.  He continued to go pee pee  until his bladder was empty.  You could have knocked me over with  feather. 

I called Jessie and my mother and excitedly informed them of this new development.  Everybody was excited and stunned at how he seemed to “get it.”  An hour later, I cautiously took him back down to sit again.  I’m prepared for setbacks and accidents.  I’m prepared for flukes.  But he went pee pee again!!!  Again!!  He’s sitting next to me right now enjoying some ice cold apple juice and his next appointment with the potty is in a half hour.  If he goes pee pee again, I will take that as a sign that he is definitely ready to start potty training seriously. 

5 years ago, I never would have thought that a few ounces of urine would make me so excited that I would blog about it.  But I just did.  I just shared with the world that my son squirting a little pee has made my week.  Oh, parenthood!

I’ve only utilized an online wish list once.  That was when I was pregnant with Lukas and all the family 3,000 miles away wanted to buy things for the new baby.  I went on to Target.com and made a baby registry.  It worked out great.  After that, however, it just never occurred to me to use an online wishlist.

I’m one of those people who is a huge pain in the ass when it comes to buying gifts for me.  When people ask me around Christmas and my birthday what I want, my reply is always “I dunno,” or “You don’t need to get me anything.”  I get yelled at all the time about it.  When it comes to Jessie buying me gifts, he usually just takes me to a store and says “Spend X amount of money.  Merry Christmas.”  I’m usually ok with that since I don’t feel that I need wrapped gifts under the tree.  That morning is for Lukas and for Jessie to get his one surprise present.  That’s where my fun happens.

Last week I was on Amazon looking at books that I wanted to get.  Since I am terrible at remembering things like that, I started adding these books into an Amazon Wish List.  As the night wore on, I started searching for other things on Amazon and adding them to my wish list.  Things like imported salted and canned fish that I’ve always wanted to try.  Weird things.

I mentioned through Twitter that I was making a wishlist on Amazon when a friend told me to try Kaboodle instead.  I took a peek that night before going to bed, and wasn’t super impressed.  Then the next day I took a longer look and was like “Holy shit, I should have been alerted to this a LONG time ago!”

The great thing about Kaboodle is that you aren’t restricted to only what’s on the site.  You can go to other sites that offer online shopping and add those items to your Kaboodle wish list.  But that’s only half of why it’s so awesome.  This site has a huge community of list-makers of every category.  I can spend hours and hours looking through these lists and adding items to my own lists.  Seriously.  HOURS.

I was just doing this for fun and as a reminder to come back and buy these things later when I realized, “HEY!  Those people who are always bugging me around Christmas and birthday times would really benefit from this list!”  Yes.  I had a revelation.  Instead of sulking in front of a computer two weeks before Christmas, angrily trying to find some stupid little gift someone can get me, I can just tell them to go look at my list!  There’s a wish list and a list for stuff to get Lukas.  Oh this will simplify my life greatly!  And it’s fun to sit on there and daydream.  And look at kitchen gadget lists.

Go.  Look.  Make a list.  Friend me.  Maybe I’ll buy you stuff.