Tuesday, April 04, 2006

No. 145 - Rolling In Doh!

Thanks, DinoD for letting me know about the pop-up ads that reveal themselves to those of you who access this blog directly. If you are reading this via Bloglines, you have the dubious honor of not having to click through Bravenet’s generous offer to allow pop-ups since I have pasted a MiniPoll to my site unless you decide to come in for a comment. They informed me that if I “upgrade” I will be able to shut off their pop-ups…because I’m sure that the amount of money I would be rolling in after my paltry take will certainly cover the upgrade. Pricks. So, no, I am not using the ad money to help pay for this upcoming IVF.

Mr. DD was having a momentary panic attack when he realized that not only were our monthly bills stacking up, but invoices in the 5 figures were showing up from all of the people who have completed their areas of expertise on the house. Do you know how hard it is to squeeze a written five-figure amount onto that little line of a blank check? I cannot write any smaller and my flourishes look a bit ridiculous in miniature. Instead of writing “twenty-five thousand, seven-hundred fifty-two”, I could write “you cock-sucker, roll-over shit and die” and no one could tell the difference. It would certainly give me more satisfaction.

In a week, we will need to come up with the cash for the retrieval and transfer, which was increased in 2006 by $400. There goes my dream for my fancy microwave. It’s all good, I suppose. Being around that kind of technology may turn any embryos into a mini Cerberus, and that can’t be good. I know I wanted to have another child, but one with that many mouths just means more lip I have to take when IT reaches preschooler age.


Personal factoid: The first time I got fired from a job, I was 18. The last time I was 25.

12 Punches:

At 8:52 AM, Blogger Catizhere said...

Speaking of lip....
At the dinner table last night, I was telling Mag that she had to eat her carrots before she could have a poscicle and she, my darling-little-angel-baby- sunshine-moonbeam-stardust-peachy pie, ROLLED HER EYES AT ME and said, "You are soooo NOT funny Mommy."

 
At 9:45 AM, Blogger One Mother's Journey said...

I have a VERY hard time comprehending how a microwave can grill steaks. That just seems (albeit extremely cool)... wrong.

 
At 9:50 AM, Anonymous Orodemniades said...

Whoa, for the first time I got a popup! Which was weird. I come here via Bloglines, but frequently throw up a new tab so I can do comments, so that was a surprise. Anyway...um, yeah.

 
At 9:55 AM, Anonymous Erin said...

I guess my pop-up blocker is just really good, 'cause I've never seen a pop-up here.

Writing checks hurts. Receiving checks is fun!

Just out of curiosity, from what jobs were you fired?

 
At 3:08 PM, Blogger Well-heeled mom said...

That microwave kicks ass. You have to find a way to swing it, and so do I. It matches my new stove, which doesn't match any of the other appliances in my house. Notice I said house, not trailer, so I'm not totally white trash even though my kitchen is mismatched!

 
At 4:58 PM, Anonymous TB said...

I just wanted you to know I'm thinking about you as this IVF cycle continues. Sending good thoughts your way.

 
At 3:14 AM, Blogger DrSpouse said...

Also popup free, here with Firefox... But you've got me worried about my own blog... Anyone who doesn't use Firefox care to go and check it out?

 
At 6:41 AM, Blogger Catherine said...

I guess my pop-up blocker is working too, because I've never seen a pop-up here. - or anywhere as a matter of fact! I use Zone Alarm.

I got fired from my first job at 18 too, and my 2nd at 19, after they poisoned me at work, and I took a day off to throw up for 17 hours!

 
At 7:28 AM, Anonymous Alexa said...

I also want to know what jobs you were fired from. Also--aren't you getting close to retrieval, or am I making that up? How is it going? I have been thinking of you constantly, and hoping you will be pregnant by Confab...

 
At 8:41 AM, Blogger Beagle said...

We committed to a total kitchen redo back when we thought Clomid would do the trick, so I can relate to all the bills rolling in at once and not being able to fit a written five-figure amount on a check!

 
At 10:20 AM, Blogger Beagle said...

PS Thanks for your comment on my blog, Yes on the bleh question . . . definitely not as exciting (or hopeful) as the first time . . . something to do with the crush of failure that makes me want to run and hide, I guess.

 
At 3:39 PM, Blogger Beth said...

Isn't amazing how the normal rules of inflation don't apply in the ART world? I think my RE just pulls increases in prices out of the blue.

 

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