Eggs and earrings

I feel newly reassured that I'm friends with B for a good reason. ( A girl story )

Also, this morning I heard the first whispers from E and V that they're ready to start scheduling that little mass of human-DNA tissue known as Baby II. To all of our surprise, the gestational carrier we had the first time has popped back up out of nowhere and said she's willing to carry the baby... against all odds, the dream team, reassembled. We can't use the same agency though, since the guy who ran the last one has been indicted for stealing from clients and isn't taking calls anymore (yep, seriously). The following excerpt from my letter back to E is still cracking me up:

My eggs are, of course, ready for you any time (except the last week
of January '06, when I intend to be frying them on the sands of
Belize). I guess one question is who's the [agency guy] replacement. On the
right of my gmail screen right now there are ads for:

www.creatingfamilies.com             <-- because you're not a family already
www.babies-by-levin.com              <-- oh god. Take me, Levin, take me!
www.Surrogacy-Solutions.com          <-- one part surrogacy to 9 parts saline
www.conceptualoptions.com            <-- whoa, conceptual, dude.

Honestly... babies by Levin... could there be anything more unintentionally creepy?