<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094</id><updated>2012-02-07T06:49:13.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrappy Thoughts of a Fetish Fashion Designer</title><subtitle type='html'>Musings from Imp of Satan, mom and former fetish clothing designer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1286180781166800424</id><published>2009-11-09T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:02:08.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursing while pregnant</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I gripe about this every chance I get, but wow, nursing while pregnant is really, really annoying!!  Henry doesn't nurse much during the day anymore thanfully, but in the evening, at night and in the morning it's torture. I feel like there's an electric current going from my nipples to the cringe section of my brain, so every time something brushes them I need to cringe. The actual </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1286180781166800424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1286180781166800424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1286180781166800424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1286180781166800424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2009/11/nursing-while-pregnant.html' title='Nursing while pregnant'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-5587222459726682792</id><published>2009-10-27T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:42:59.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydreaming at naptime</title><summary type='text'>Henry is taking his nap, and I'm daydreaming about what kind of bed we will need when the new baby comes. If it's a girl, she will need her own room to help contain the explosion of inevitable pink, and I think a daybed would be perfect!  If it's a boy, they can share a room and bunk beds will be perfect!  I just realized I've already looked at both on craigslist today!We had our big nuchal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/5587222459726682792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=5587222459726682792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5587222459726682792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5587222459726682792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2009/10/daydreaming-at-naptime.html' title='Daydreaming at naptime'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6319793657142638027</id><published>2009-10-04T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T12:28:45.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am nine and a half weeks pregnant already and I've lost four pounds I couldn't afford to lose. I think dealing with the nausea and a somewhat limited diet due to my braces is taking a toll. And of course I am still nursing and that burns a lot of calories. I am now below my pre-Henry pregnancy weight and several pounds of what's left is in my lactating boobs, which are still four cup sizes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6319793657142638027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6319793657142638027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6319793657142638027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6319793657142638027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-nine-and-half-weeks-pregnant.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8128446696109735417</id><published>2009-09-23T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:31:49.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In an effort to be a more pleasant person, I went through the complicated process of getting a referral for my chiropractor, then sceduling an appointment. I was sure I wouldn't get in until next week, but miracle of miracles, I'm going today!I can't begin to tell you how much pain negatively affects my mood. Mr. Spouse has been walking around on eggshells.After the back pain goes away it's time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8128446696109735417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8128446696109735417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8128446696109735417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8128446696109735417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-effort-to-be-more-pleasant-person-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-7998262678968789272</id><published>2009-09-21T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:20:55.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hormones are fun!</title><summary type='text'>I have has a really hard time controlling my emotions these past couple days.  I'm dwelling on stuff that makes me angry and it's not helpful at all.  I think it might be because I haven't made time for myself or had any playdates with Henry's little friends.  I've just been so completely worn out!  Even the thought of making plans makes me more tired.  I hate it when I get to this point.So this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/7998262678968789272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=7998262678968789272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7998262678968789272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7998262678968789272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2009/09/hormones-are-fun.html' title='Hormones are fun!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1685710861787575258</id><published>2009-09-18T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:03:31.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't remember being this nauseous last time, dammit!  Piss pie!  It doesn't seem to matter what I eat, how much or how often. I just feel bleah. And how weird is it to have braces while pregnant at nearly 36 years old?Can I just say how much I'd like to get sloppy drunk right now?  I wanna go on a bender!  But I suppose I'll wait a few years for that. Meh.I decided today that even though I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1685710861787575258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1685710861787575258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1685710861787575258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1685710861787575258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-remember-being-this-nauseous.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-4301633929735824269</id><published>2009-09-09T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:53:21.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vbac or C-section?</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday's appointment went very well.  I like my ob, I like her nurses and the rest of her staff, the location is convenient, and this doctor did my c-section that brought Henry into the world. However, she won't do a vbac. My prenatal care was truly horrific with Henry. I'm still mentally scarred from his birth. It wasn't just the birthing process that was bad with him, it was nearly every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/4301633929735824269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=4301633929735824269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4301633929735824269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4301633929735824269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2009/09/vbac-or-c-section.html' title='Vbac or C-section?'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-3322698310559407068</id><published>2009-09-08T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:56:48.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo!  I'm back!</title><summary type='text'>So it must be true...I am pregnant again!  It's still too early to announce it, so if you know me and you see me in public, don't ask about it just in case I miscarry.  I'd hate to get all emotional if this pregnancy doesn't stick and someone asks me how it's going.  I'm sure you'd want to avoid that situation too.Okay, enough with the depressing part!I stopped taking my low dose birth control </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/3322698310559407068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=3322698310559407068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3322698310559407068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3322698310559407068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2009/09/woohoo-im-back.html' title='Woohoo!  I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-147153144848514839</id><published>2008-07-28T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:31:23.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG I am so bored.  Yesterday was my due date and this waiting is getting real old!  I had a high blood pressure scare a week and a half ago, but fortunately that passed and things are back to normal.  My midwife threatened to induce me if it didn't get lower, so I started napping in the afternoons and avoiding as much conflict as I could and it worked!  Now I'll only get induced if I'm still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/147153144848514839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=147153144848514839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/147153144848514839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/147153144848514839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg-i-am-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-3338902453175048324</id><published>2008-07-25T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:25:00.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So.  Tired.</title><summary type='text'>I cannot sleep anymore.  I had a nice long stretch where I was sleeping very well, but that's been over for about a week and a half.  If I sleep on my left side my hip hurts.  If I sleep on my right side my shoulder hurts.  If I sleep on my back I crush my organs and stop blood flow to my legs.This morning I woke up and my edema from yesterday had not subsided.  I woke up every two hours to pee </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/3338902453175048324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=3338902453175048324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3338902453175048324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3338902453175048324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-tired.html' title='So.  Tired.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-365370862533031626</id><published>2008-07-24T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:59:32.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 weeks</title><summary type='text'>Weeks 12-40Mr. Spouse and I went to the midwife today and it was just thrilling.  I was really happy because we actually got to see one of the midwives that's been there since I started going in December or whenever it was, so I felt like I was getting better care.  The last two midwives I've seen were not altogether sure of the procedures of the office, and now is not really the time for me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/365370862533031626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=365370862533031626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/365370862533031626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/365370862533031626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/40-weeks.html' title='40 weeks'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6855184764119455645</id><published>2008-07-16T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:04:40.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whine...</title><summary type='text'>I have to go to a big dinner for my husband's work tonight.  I am so tired of people talking to the pregnant lady I can't even begin to tell you.  Why is it that every awkward person on the planet comes over to talk to the pregnant lady?Yesterday I was at the thrift store and these three ladies were like, "OMG WHEN ARE YOU DUE?  LIKE YESTERDAY?!"  Then they held me up for five minutes asking me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6855184764119455645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6855184764119455645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6855184764119455645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6855184764119455645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/whine.html' title='Whine...'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-2011013847218733467</id><published>2008-07-15T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:48:20.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I would really like to take a nice warm bath right now, but I know if I did I'd fall asleep in the tub.  I did that when we were in Milan in April.  It was great being able to take naps in the afternoon while we were there, but now I just can't seem to relax enough to nap.  Something about being at home where there's so much to do makes it super hard to get any naptime in!But napping in a full </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/2011013847218733467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=2011013847218733467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2011013847218733467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2011013847218733467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-would-really-like-to-take-nice-warm.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6961202837529304102</id><published>2008-07-12T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:19:23.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination, or denial?</title><summary type='text'>I still haven't packed my hospital bag or written my birth plan.  I just don't know where to begin with either of these things!  I feel like when I pack my bag I won't know what to put in it anyway, so why bother?  And the birth plan is simple:  bring me a healthy baby, let my mom catch the baby and let my husband cut the cord.  Then there are some lesser things I'd like to go by, like as little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6961202837529304102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6961202837529304102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6961202837529304102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6961202837529304102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/procrastination-or-denial.html' title='Procrastination, or denial?'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-7139243889238788426</id><published>2008-07-12T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:14:28.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love!</title><summary type='text'>Oh boy, nothing says love like hours of a tiny butt in the ribcage!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/7139243889238788426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=7139243889238788426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7139243889238788426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7139243889238788426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/love.html' title='Love!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1200145660155382030</id><published>2008-07-10T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:48:14.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><summary type='text'>Time is really getting away from me nowadays.  Today I am officially at thirty-eight weeks!Yesterday I bought a couple nursing bras.  Nordstrom didn't even carry my size, which is a first!  My whole life I've turned to Nordstrom for my breast support needs, and I feel bereft (and freakish) that they can't help me now.  I'm a 36G, and they don't even carry that size in nursing bras.  I ended up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1200145660155382030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1200145660155382030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1200145660155382030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1200145660155382030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8257389484723093611</id><published>2008-07-02T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:37:07.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Affirmation</title><summary type='text'>I've been bitching an awful lot about all of the hellish side effects of this pregnancy, and just last night my sister-in-law was saying that I've had pretty much all of the bad ones you read about.  That got me thinking...I still think I've been pretty lucky.Sure, I've got some bad physical side effects from this pregnancy, but all in all, I think I've come through the process really well.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8257389484723093611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8257389484723093611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8257389484723093611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8257389484723093611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/daily-affirmation.html' title='Daily Affirmation'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-5875320229406054442</id><published>2008-07-01T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T12:54:50.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Term!</title><summary type='text'>I made the grand error of writing my dad an email saying that I would be considered full term this week, without any explanation.  A few days later I got a panicked email from my mom (cc'd to my brother, sister-in-law, and husband) saying she's changing all her plans next week so that she'll be available for the birth.  My sister-in-law even canceled her plans to visit her grandmother in Spokane </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/5875320229406054442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=5875320229406054442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5875320229406054442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5875320229406054442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/07/full-term.html' title='Full Term!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-4324053384502018259</id><published>2008-06-26T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:04:28.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not.  Happy.</title><summary type='text'>I had to wake up far too early today, and my fingers are numb.  This damn bloating has given me a terrible case of carpal tunnel syndrome.  The good news is that a week from now I will be considered full term.  I can hardly believe it.  There's still so much I need to do, like we need to find someone to paint the house and fix the soft spot in the wall of the nursery!I hope to god I don't go past</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/4324053384502018259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=4324053384502018259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4324053384502018259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4324053384502018259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-happy.html' title='Not.  Happy.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-100669957089871368</id><published>2008-06-23T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T14:05:09.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bitchy.</title><summary type='text'>I haven't posted here in a while because being the eternal optimist, it's hard for me to write about stuff when I'm not all happy all the time.Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled to almost be a mother and I'm still really excited to be pregnant, but this third trimester is KICKING MY ASS!!This morning I decided I needed to spend some quality time in bed relaxing since I didn't sleep more than two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/100669957089871368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=100669957089871368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/100669957089871368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/100669957089871368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/06/bitchy.html' title='bitchy.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-79827825596829582</id><published>2008-06-11T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:21:02.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movement</title><summary type='text'>The baby has moved.  Last week when I was at the midwife's office she confirmed that he was all in place, head down, back to my left and arms and legs kicking to my right.  However, I could feel over the last two days that he's moved.  Now I feel movement from the top to the bottom of my uterus, left to right.  It's like somehow he's moving his hands and feet in all quadrants of my uterus!  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/79827825596829582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=79827825596829582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/79827825596829582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/79827825596829582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/06/movement.html' title='movement'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6763929222489134506</id><published>2008-06-10T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:00:56.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy cow!  It's been six days since my last post!!Here's a picture that Marie over at girlfag@blogspot.com took last Friday:I'm feeling euphoric despite the edema, heartburn, acid reflux, gas, spider veins, back pain, hip pain, carpal tunnel syndrome, constipation, constant hunger, weight gain, massive thirst, and stretch marks!  Really!I am disappointed about the stretch marks.  I was really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6763929222489134506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6763929222489134506' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6763929222489134506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6763929222489134506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/06/holy-cow-its-been-six-days-since-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6223270666457231461</id><published>2008-06-04T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:20:47.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took this day before yesterday, fist thing upon getting out of bed so the swelling in my ankles and feet wouldn't be too bad.  Unfortunately that means the swelling in my face is worse!!My third trimester is bringing all sorts of fun along with it.  For instance, this morning I woke up at 7:30 but then at 9 decided to lay back down again because I was so tired.  The dog's cries woke me up at 9:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6223270666457231461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6223270666457231461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6223270666457231461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6223270666457231461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-took-this-day-before-yesterday-fist.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-3810801112505646867</id><published>2008-05-28T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:21:56.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO TIRED</title><summary type='text'>Oh my hell, I am so tired I could pass out right here in my chair in front of the computer.With all my bloating, tiredness, and now numb fingers, I've been worried that I might have preeclampsia, but after reading my handy-dandy Mayo Clinic Guide to a Healthy Pregnancy book I think I really just have some carpal tunnel syndrome, brought on by the swelling in my wrists and hands.  My fingers are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/3810801112505646867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=3810801112505646867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3810801112505646867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3810801112505646867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-tired.html' title='SO TIRED'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-7917394743271675834</id><published>2008-05-24T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T20:15:16.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloth diapers</title><summary type='text'>My husband and I signed up for a diaper service but I'm still looking into all the newgfangled cloth diapers on the market for ease of travel and honestly, because I keep finding super cute fabric at the fabric store.  I don't get all the cloth diaper lingo and all the different types of convenient waste management options for babies these days.  This isn't my mother's diapering world anymore!  I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/7917394743271675834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=7917394743271675834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7917394743271675834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7917394743271675834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/05/cloth-diapers.html' title='Cloth diapers'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-5530223547682302723</id><published>2008-05-20T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:07:39.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My pregnant friend sent this to me this morning.  It's good to make light of the situation!!Five things you never thought you'd say• "Let me just finish this can of frosting."• "Would you mind tying my shoes?"• "Does my stomach look too small to you?"• "Can you please massage my perineum again?"• "Help, I can't get out of bed."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/5530223547682302723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=5530223547682302723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5530223547682302723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5530223547682302723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-pregnant-friend-sent-this-to-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1940802247298813563</id><published>2008-05-19T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:38:20.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncomfortable but in good spirits</title><summary type='text'>Overall I think this pregnancy has been going very well.  I'm certainly not comfortable these days, but things could be a lot worse, especially considering I got rear-ended last week.  My pregnant friend and I were on our way to lunch and this woman in a BMW SUV rear ended us.  I think she probably wet her pants when she saw not one but TWO third trimester ladies get out of the car.  That poor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1940802247298813563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1940802247298813563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1940802247298813563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1940802247298813563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/05/uncomfortable-but-in-good-spirits.html' title='Uncomfortable but in good spirits'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6322682880848938394</id><published>2008-05-12T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T10:37:15.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A full night's rest!!!</title><summary type='text'>Last night I slept a full seven hours, uninterrupted!  It's been weeks and weeks since I've been able to do that!  And I'm even getting over a cold!  I can hardly believe it, it's like a dream come true!I blame our new purchase: I had been reading about how humidifiers help with sleep but for some reason I put off getting one for too dang long.  I've had a cold for the last five days, and I'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6322682880848938394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6322682880848938394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6322682880848938394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6322682880848938394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/05/full-nights-rest.html' title='A full night&apos;s rest!!!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-321330182005652658</id><published>2008-05-08T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:56:51.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boy.  I overdid it!</title><summary type='text'>This morning I had my big prenatal diabetes test, so I didn't eat anything between midnight last night and my appointment today at 11:30.  My midwife took a whole bunch of blood and we had a nice chat, then I stopped by the vitamin store where my friend works to get some echinacea, fish oil tablets, and vitamin C, then went over to my favorite little bakery for a snack.I ordered a lemon cookie, a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/321330182005652658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=321330182005652658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/321330182005652658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/321330182005652658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-boy-i-overdid-it.html' title='Oh boy.  I overdid it!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-2166679568034694465</id><published>2008-05-02T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:13:43.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>food cravings</title><summary type='text'>I am 28 weeks and one day in!  I wish I could give birth right now.  I'm tired of the water retention and constant gas.In my monthly photos I noticed that I really have put on 35 pounds, and there it is...thighs, boobs, back.  ARG!  Time for some exercise!!  So the other day Mr. Spouse and I joined a gym.  They have a nice saline pool, a prenatal yoga class and they're open 24 hours so that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/2166679568034694465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=2166679568034694465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2166679568034694465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2166679568034694465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/05/food-cravings.html' title='food cravings'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-4042129522367185928</id><published>2008-04-29T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:54:57.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just got back from Italy!</title><summary type='text'>It was a great, but frustrating trip!  I'm not supposed to eat cheese, cured meats or drink wine, and those three items are the pride and joy of the region I spent the most time in.  It's SO unfair!I found the dreamiest maternity top in the universe in Milan so I bought it in brown and gray.  I would have bought 20 more of the same top had it come in 20 other colors!!  I'm having a hard time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/4042129522367185928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=4042129522367185928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4042129522367185928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4042129522367185928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-got-back-from-italy.html' title='Just got back from Italy!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1723910197016236273</id><published>2008-04-11T12:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:06:54.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Engineer's Guide to Cats</title><summary type='text'>Dance, little baby!  DANCE!!  He squirms around a lot when Mr. Spouse comes home from work in the evenings, and when we go to bed at night.  I think he likes to hear his daddy's voice.Also, I was just watching this video and he squirmed around a lot, I think because the speaker has a similar tone of voice.  I think it's pretty super!  GO BABY!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1723910197016236273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1723910197016236273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1723910197016236273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1723910197016236273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/04/engineer-guide-to-cats.html' title='An Engineer&amp;#39;s Guide to Cats'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8261860780245846214</id><published>2008-04-11T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:47:02.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see my ankles!!</title><summary type='text'>I went to the pool night before last, and this morning I woke up and I could SEE MY ANKLE BONES!!I am so excited!!I'm not much of a daytime rester, so GC put the little teevee in the living room so I can rest on the couch and watch a DVD in the afternoons.  I'm pretty stoked about that!  He's a good man and I love him a lot.Torvald has been kicking and squirming around a lot lately, especially </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8261860780245846214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8261860780245846214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8261860780245846214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8261860780245846214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-can-see-my-ankles.html' title='I can see my ankles!!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8327646604877722808</id><published>2008-04-08T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T13:54:05.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost 25 weeks update</title><summary type='text'>Just got back from the midwife.  I decided to can the "centering" program because I didn't feel like I was getting the one-on-one care I needed.  It was great being in a room full of other expectant parents, but I always left with lots of unanswered questions.So today the midwife told me I weigh what I should weigh at 40 weeks.  There are a few reasons why...one of which is because of my water </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8327646604877722808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8327646604877722808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8327646604877722808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8327646604877722808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/04/almost-25-weeks-update.html' title='almost 25 weeks update'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-7970909226084114108</id><published>2008-04-02T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:24:25.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second trimester triptych</title><summary type='text'>Twelve weeks, Seventeen Weeks and Twenty-three Weeks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/7970909226084114108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=7970909226084114108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7970909226084114108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7970909226084114108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-trimester-triptych.html' title='Second trimester triptych'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6184968576089670937</id><published>2008-04-02T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T11:43:09.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quincy the Dog.</title><summary type='text'>I found Quincy running around in the street almost a year ago.  Since that time my husband and I have been trying our best to fit him into our lives, and now that I'm pregnant I'm having a really hard time keeping up with him.He's a cocker spaniel and he's very loving, energetic, loves kids, gets along with our cat, and he needs a lot more attention than we've been able to give him.  Poor Quincy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6184968576089670937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6184968576089670937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6184968576089670937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6184968576089670937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/04/quincy-dog.html' title='Quincy the Dog.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-5631828225520607076</id><published>2008-03-26T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:37:11.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dichotomies</title><summary type='text'>I put up a profile on one of those myspace uncensored clone sites a couple months ago.  I figured I'd need it since I was getting so damn horny already, and boy has it ever delivered!I'm feeling very sexy since so many people seem to want to fuck me and lick my pussy now that I'm pregnant, but every now and then I just feel like deflating that ego balloon and telling it like it is!So here goes!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/5631828225520607076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=5631828225520607076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5631828225520607076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5631828225520607076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/03/dichotomies.html' title='Dichotomies'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-5978293276069998222</id><published>2008-03-25T01:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T01:28:51.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-three weeks!</title><summary type='text'>Our little son is doing somersaults in my womb right now.  Perhaps he's excited about the self-portraits I took today.Here's one:I can't believe I'm just over halfway through the pregnancy and I'm so big already!  I guess my ex-boyfriend is right, I AM going to be huge!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/5978293276069998222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=5978293276069998222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5978293276069998222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5978293276069998222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/03/twenty-three-weeks.html' title='Twenty-three weeks!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-4233001048114108094</id><published>2008-03-24T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:47:08.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's true, I'm pregnant.</title><summary type='text'>So the fun times are definitely over.  I've got a pain just below my ribcage on the left side that's been steadily getting worse for two months.  I have cut out dairy to help with the gas, and it makes a huge difference with the gas but this pain is something else.  I went to see my quack primary care doctor and he thinks it's heartburn and I think he doesn't know what the hell he's talking about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/4233001048114108094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=4233001048114108094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4233001048114108094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4233001048114108094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-true-im-pregnant.html' title='It&apos;s true, I&apos;m pregnant.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-4405280684936854824</id><published>2008-03-19T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T19:09:09.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-two weeks pregnant</title><summary type='text'>My folks are coming to stay with us for a couple weeks starting tomorrow.  I'm a little nervous about it, but I am also really looking forward to it.  Mom said she wanted to help me prepare the nursery, but of course I've barely started moving stuff out of it, and now I see that there's some water damage under one of the windows that needs repairing before we can paint in there.  Super!Kevin is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/4405280684936854824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=4405280684936854824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4405280684936854824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4405280684936854824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/03/twenty-two-weeks-pregnant.html' title='Twenty-two weeks pregnant'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-4904068035836845951</id><published>2008-03-16T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T01:38:59.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Land of Suburbia</title><summary type='text'>Mr. Spouse and I made a pilgrimage to the Bellevue Square mall today because  I wanted to investigate the maternity clothing options there.  It was horrifying.The maternity store I was looking for was no longer in business, and traffic around that mall is the stuff of nightmares, so after spending too much precious time of our remaining lives putting a few extra miles on the car we ended up at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/4904068035836845951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=4904068035836845951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4904068035836845951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4904068035836845951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/03/land-of-suburbia.html' title='The Land of Suburbia'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6827247867147930063</id><published>2008-03-13T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:53:25.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gas</title><summary type='text'>I am in pain.  Pretty much constant, biting, relentless pain.  At first I thought I had a rib out of place, then I didn't know what it was, then I was convinced it was an organ getting squished by my expanding uterus, and finally I realize that it's nothing but gas.  Of course I only figured this all out a few days ago, so I'm going through the long process of figuring out exactly what is causing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6827247867147930063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6827247867147930063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6827247867147930063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6827247867147930063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/03/gas.html' title='gas'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6697284635432623309</id><published>2008-03-06T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:15:34.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn bloating!</title><summary type='text'>My ankles have exploded and my boobs have sagged.  The glory days of pregnancy are over!  To top it all off, it appears that no one got a full length picture of me in my catsuit at SEAF last weekend.I'm kinda cranky this week.  I'm fighting off a cold, my job is not challenging, and I still can't find a comfortable bra.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6697284635432623309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6697284635432623309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6697284635432623309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6697284635432623309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/03/damn-bloating.html' title='Damn bloating!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8503915876064869093</id><published>2008-03-02T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:15:13.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a pretty awesome day despite the fact that I've hardly moved from this spot all day!I managed to update my blog here on the events of the past three weeks, which was daunting.I registered for baby gifts at Amazon.com and Target.com and managed to find stuff that wasn't all pastel!I picked up some awesome art at SEAF, and was presented with a totally rad gift basket full of relaxing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8503915876064869093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8503915876064869093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8503915876064869093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8503915876064869093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-pretty-awesome-day-despite.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-9206855662093715102</id><published>2008-03-02T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T12:26:12.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last three weeks</title><summary type='text'>Feb 9-17  vacation in Cabo San LucasFeb 18  photoshoot with friend PatrickFeb 19  midwife appointment, photoshoot with friend KevinFeb 20  photoshoot with new friend KeithFeb 21  find out baby might have Down Syndrome, spent time with familyFeb 25  start work at theaterFeb 26  ultrasoundFeb 27  year and a half anniversaryFeb 28  genetic counselingFeb 29  work on maternity catsuitMar 1   work on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/9206855662093715102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=9206855662093715102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/9206855662093715102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/9206855662093715102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-three-weeks.html' title='The last three weeks'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1722091842338578682</id><published>2008-02-26T20:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T20:19:48.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender</title><summary type='text'>It's a BOY!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1722091842338578682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1722091842338578682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1722091842338578682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1722091842338578682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/02/gender.html' title='Gender'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-3290649549761663060</id><published>2008-02-22T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T13:20:20.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Cabo San Lucas!</title><summary type='text'>Last week we were in Cabo San Lucas where I took some self portraits.  I was seventeen weeks pregnant in this photo, which was taken at dawn in case you're wondering about the weird lighting!Cabo was great.  We only managed to get away from our resort one day, opting to lounge around the pool drinking cocktails instead! Well, in my case they were virgin cocktails, but they were just as festive as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/3290649549761663060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=3290649549761663060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3290649549761663060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3290649549761663060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/02/trip-to-cabo-san-lucas.html' title='Trip to Cabo San Lucas!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1066211884653954424</id><published>2008-02-08T14:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T14:35:33.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ouch.</title><summary type='text'>We're taking a trip to Cabo San Lucas soon and I have this horrible pain in my side.  It feels like I have a rib out of place but I've been to the chiropractor a few times about it already and it hasn't helped.  The longer I sit the worse it feels!And with this in mind, the thought of a four hour plane trip is daunting, to say the least.  Fortunately I will be taking my new best friend along, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1066211884653954424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1066211884653954424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1066211884653954424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1066211884653954424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/02/ouch.html' title='The ouch.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-3971902643798533289</id><published>2008-02-03T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T00:04:04.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can no longer sit on the couch for more than an hour.</title><summary type='text'>I finally managed to put on some weight!  I have no idea how much I've gained since I've never been a big fan of stepping on the scale.  I remember in mid November, a few days before finding out I was pregnant I went shopping and was rather astounded that I was such a bigger size than I remembered, and I stepped on the scale that night.  Then over the next two months I lost some weight, and now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/3971902643798533289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=3971902643798533289' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3971902643798533289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3971902643798533289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-can-no-longer-sit-on-couch-for-more.html' title='I can no longer sit on the couch for more than an hour.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8439825335710868553</id><published>2008-02-01T01:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:34:12.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower!</title><summary type='text'>Today I spent the afternoon hanging out with my sister-in-law and nephew.  We went to Babies-R-Us and she gave me the grand tour of stuff she found useful, and helped me figure out some good stuff to look for in a stroller.  I got to handle the travel system I really liked, only to find out that the car seat that goes with it, while cute, its seventeen pounds as opposed to the seven or eight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8439825335710868553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8439825335710868553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8439825335710868553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8439825335710868553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/02/shower.html' title='Shower!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6543433633239542716</id><published>2008-01-28T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T18:34:47.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gender</title><summary type='text'>If I don't find out the gender of this baby soon, I am afraid my friends and family are going to riot.Here's the reasoning:I want to wait to register for stuff until I know the gender.I don't even want to start thinking about the showers until I register.I'm starting to feel the pressure!The good news is I'm almost 100% sure that I've found the stroller of our dreams!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6543433633239542716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6543433633239542716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6543433633239542716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6543433633239542716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/gender.html' title='gender'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8745581532311700736</id><published>2008-01-27T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:42:55.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Abyss of Talking Smack</title><summary type='text'>A tiny smidgen of conversation between my mom and I today really got me thinking about how fragile good moods really are.  I've had to tell people before not to talk to me about certain people because it doesn't do much for morale. For instance, I was working a stint in the costume shop, and my draper was the boss of our team, then there was the first hand, then two stitchers, of which I was one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8745581532311700736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8745581532311700736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8745581532311700736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8745581532311700736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/abyss-of-talking-smack.html' title='The Abyss of Talking Smack'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-3906648204312926833</id><published>2008-01-25T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:51:32.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby stuff to buy.</title><summary type='text'>For some reason I am much more relaxed about the prospect of buying property than I am about registering for baby stuff.  I have no idea what kind of crap we're going to need for the nursery.  I think I know what I want the motif to be, but I haven't talked it over with my husband yet.  My good friend Leslie thinks we should do a zoo theme, which would suit Mr. Spouse just awesome, but I like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/3906648204312926833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=3906648204312926833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3906648204312926833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3906648204312926833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby-stuff-to-buy.html' title='Baby stuff to buy.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-3607468415782901509</id><published>2008-01-23T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:21:34.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vintage maternity clothes!!</title><summary type='text'>I just won a lot of 1950's maternity clothes on Ebay last week, and I tried my very best to be patient for their arrival...Not once did I vocalize my ire that they hadn't arrived yet!  I am very proud.They arrived yesterday and I didn't get around to trying them on until today, and I am SO excited!  They're all summer clothes, so they'll come in handy toward the end of my pregnancy in July! In </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/3607468415782901509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=3607468415782901509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3607468415782901509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3607468415782901509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/vintage-maternity-clothes.html' title='vintage maternity clothes!!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6923690383575651550</id><published>2008-01-21T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T03:27:45.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yoga, water aerobics and lamaze</title><summary type='text'>Now that I'm officially out of my first trimester, I've been meaning to look into the different classes that I should take but I keep getting distracted with video games every time I sit down to the computer.  Tonight I managed to tear myself away from the game long enough to finally start my search.All I want is a place close by where I can take my pregnant belly for some prenatal yoga classes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6923690383575651550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6923690383575651550' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6923690383575651550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6923690383575651550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/yoga-water-aerobics-and-lamaze.html' title='yoga, water aerobics and lamaze'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-298781852841772975</id><published>2008-01-18T12:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T03:42:04.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thirteen weeks and a couple days.</title><summary type='text'>Tonight we went out to dinner with some friends, and I planned ahead by actually eating a lot during the day so that I didn't feel so nauseated.  I've been really lucky that I haven't had morning sickness, instead nothing looks appetizing to me.  It took me a while to figure out they're two sides to the same coin, so hopefully things will be a lot smoother from here on out.Instead of being super </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/298781852841772975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=298781852841772975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/298781852841772975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/298781852841772975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/thirteen-weeks-and-couple-days.html' title='thirteen weeks and a couple days.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2027/2200491632_68e652d05f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1556061500163579868</id><published>2008-01-14T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:17:35.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well let's just see where my rambling thoughts take us today.I'm eating a very stale snickerdoodle because I love snickerdoodles oh so much.  I lost a pound over the last couple of weeks.  I don't like it one bit.  I don't feel much like eating the way I used to and it's a real drag.  We used to eat out at fancy restaurants all the time but I just don't have the stomach for it anymore because it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1556061500163579868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1556061500163579868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1556061500163579868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1556061500163579868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-lets-just-see-where-my-rambling.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-7891222066656797519</id><published>2008-01-11T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:02:32.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting the cat out of the bag</title><summary type='text'>I announced on my other more widely read blog that I'm pregnant, so the word's out!  That night we attended my husband's company dinner and shared the good news to a few folks there as well. It was really neat because Jeff Bezos was there and he sat at our table, and he was about as sweet and wonderful as a person could be.  He didn't brag about how great he was or snub anyone, he was full of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/7891222066656797519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=7891222066656797519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7891222066656797519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7891222066656797519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/letting-cat-out-of-bag.html' title='Letting the cat out of the bag'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1535739871110020038</id><published>2008-01-08T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T13:04:56.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a picture of the little seamonkey at eight weeks.  My doctor didn't bother disclosing his size. Now I prefer to call him the Mexican Jumping Bean because he was jumping around so much during the ultrasound yesterday.  He even waved!  This was taken at eleven weeks, and as you can see he's nearly two inches long here.  Plus, he looks like Linus from Peanuts!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1535739871110020038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1535739871110020038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1535739871110020038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1535739871110020038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6770725678504174464</id><published>2008-01-07T15:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:16:37.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tests</title><summary type='text'>Eleven weeks, four days.  I will be making the announcement this week and I can hardly wait.  No more lame excuses for not going out or having wine, no more evasive answers to pointed questions, and finally a good excuse for why I'm looking so fat!Oddly enough, I haven't gained any weight in a month.  I'm eating much healthier now and getting more exercise, so that's probably why I'm not putting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6770725678504174464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6770725678504174464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6770725678504174464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6770725678504174464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/tests.html' title='tests'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-5605703233535641351</id><published>2008-01-05T03:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T03:44:24.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Privacy</title><summary type='text'>It is totally killing me that I have to wait two weeks to make the formal announcement that I'm pregnant.  I am a selectively patient person, but keeping secrets about myself is not one of those things I select to be patient about!Good thing I can blab away to my heart's content here on my blog.  This page is like my dirty little secret, for now I get to pretend that no one knows, but I know that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/5605703233535641351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=5605703233535641351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5605703233535641351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5605703233535641351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/privacy.html' title='Privacy'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8914929094178320315</id><published>2008-01-04T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T02:30:18.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven weeks</title><summary type='text'>Today was a lovely day, I got to meet one of the midwives at my new clinic today!  I explained to her that I've had three ultrasounds and I'm only eleven weeks pregnant today, and she was curious to know why.  I told her my doctor wanted to see what was going on with my little seamonkey in there.  She was worried.The midwife explained that the difference between a doctor and a midwife is that a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8914929094178320315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8914929094178320315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8914929094178320315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8914929094178320315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/eleven-weeks.html' title='Eleven weeks'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-2230296469541302116</id><published>2008-01-02T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:44:48.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep thoughts on maternity wear.</title><summary type='text'>I have one thing to say regarding maternity clothing.Thank the gods Neiman Marcus carries maternity wear!!Rar!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/2230296469541302116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=2230296469541302116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2230296469541302116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2230296469541302116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2008/01/deep-thoughts-on-maternity-wear.html' title='Deep thoughts on maternity wear.'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-4383908376508244844</id><published>2007-12-31T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T03:10:16.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cranky</title><summary type='text'>Wow.  I have been extremely cranky the last day or so.  Like barely able to conceal my rage cranky.  Like it's best not to look me in the eye cranky.  Like there is some serious hormonal shit going on cranky. I haven't felt quite like this since I was on Depo Provera in 1994, when I was so crazy that my boyfriend broke up with me and I got my revenge by filling out fifty magazine subscription </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/4383908376508244844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=4383908376508244844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4383908376508244844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4383908376508244844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/cranky.html' title='The cranky'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1119317030838338221</id><published>2007-12-30T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T02:57:34.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband's birthday and trip to the tropics!</title><summary type='text'>It's nice to know that this pregnancy isn't hindering my ability to beat the snot out of my husband!  His birthday was the other day, so a couple friends of mine helped me with his birthday spankings.  It felt like we were the Charlie's Angels...we had a blonde, a redhead, and a hot Asian all ganged up on him!  I think he had a good time, I know I sure did!Tonight I made plans for us to take a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1119317030838338221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1119317030838338221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1119317030838338221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1119317030838338221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/husbands-birthday-and-trip-to-tropics.html' title='Husband&apos;s birthday and trip to the tropics!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-2260594794636867084</id><published>2007-12-27T01:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T01:29:14.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly</title><summary type='text'>I can feel my abdominal muscles stretching.  It's a very unique feeling, to say the least!  Christmas Eve, after a lovely meal with my brother and sister-in-law, I felt a sharp muscle pain, like I pulled a muscle, only it was in my abdomen and I wasn't doing anything at all.  Since then I've had odd pains near my navel and my belly is noticeably bigger.And I have terrible acne, but not on my face</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/2260594794636867084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=2260594794636867084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2260594794636867084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2260594794636867084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-can-feel-my-abdominal-muscles.html' title='Belly'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-5244689818615424895</id><published>2007-12-24T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T04:45:16.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring old house renovation wishlist</title><summary type='text'>In preparation of the nesting instinct I'm so anxiously looking forward to (as opposed to the sleep twelve hours a day instinct I'm currently experiencing), I have a list of things I'd like to get done before winter's over.  Feel free to skip this post as it's more for my own reference!A nice new cabinet between the fridge and the chimney in the main kitchen.  It would be oh-so nice to have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/5244689818615424895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=5244689818615424895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5244689818615424895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5244689818615424895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/boring-old-house-renovation-wishlist.html' title='Boring old house renovation wishlist'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-4773766546069950633</id><published>2007-12-22T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T17:51:40.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discussions with Mom</title><summary type='text'>As a kinky pervert, I have to say that certain conversations with vanilla people tend to have some double meaning for me.For instance:  The other day I was talking to my mom on the phone about being pregnant, and she told me that I should be sure and take the next few months as an opportunity to toughen up my nipples.Heh!I had to resist the urge to tell her I've delegated that task to Mr. Spouse,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/4773766546069950633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=4773766546069950633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4773766546069950633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4773766546069950633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/discussions-with-mom.html' title='Discussions with Mom'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-4894248165217154104</id><published>2007-12-17T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T18:17:43.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEE!  (that's a delighted EEEE)</title><summary type='text'>We got YET ANOTHER ultrasound today.  We really saw the heart beating today, it was so cute!  The little seamonkey was smashed flat full frontal in my uterus so he looked like a bug on a windshield!I'm eight weeks along, everything looks great, and we just need to find a midwife now.  I'm going to try for a home birth, but since the birthing process rarely goes as planned I fully realize that we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/4894248165217154104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=4894248165217154104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4894248165217154104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/4894248165217154104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/eeee-thats-delighted-eeee.html' title='EEEE!  (that&apos;s a delighted EEEE)'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1698994461140366818</id><published>2007-12-15T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:14:41.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hummina hummina hummina</title><summary type='text'>I was attending a Microsoft holiday party tonight with my best friend and totally had a blast!  We were playing blackjack and the totally hot Asian lady dealer was hitting on me.  I was a little flustered!At the end of the night I went to use the bathroom and she was using the sink when I walked in.  She greeted me with a rather alarming "HAI!!!" and I tried to flirt with her but I had to pee too</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1698994461140366818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1698994461140366818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1698994461140366818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1698994461140366818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/hummina-hummina-hummina.html' title='Hummina hummina hummina'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1581504818283307073</id><published>2007-12-10T15:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T15:22:39.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling in</title><summary type='text'>I think I'm starting to settle into this pregnancy thing, instead of being dismayed at my new found limitations. I stayed up until 4 am last night reading the latest Best American Erotica edited by Susie Bright, hoping against all hope I'd find something juicy to masturbate to, but to no avail.  I swear the best erotic short stories I've found are in the back of Bust magazine!  They really need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1581504818283307073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1581504818283307073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1581504818283307073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1581504818283307073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/settling-in.html' title='Settling in'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8443704794756065095</id><published>2007-12-07T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T15:07:07.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Ultrasound!</title><summary type='text'>Wednesday we went back for another ultrasound.  I am seven weeks pregnant and everything is normal.  Since my last period was nine weeks ago all of us (especially the doctor) were disappointed that the little seamonkey wasn't further developed!  Oh well.  We just have to wait even longer before we can make the announcement to all our friends.In the meantime I have lied to some of them.  The other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8443704794756065095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8443704794756065095' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8443704794756065095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8443704794756065095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/second-ultrasound.html' title='Second Ultrasound!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-7400188796759228045</id><published>2007-12-03T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T15:06:37.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friendly Reminder:</title><summary type='text'>It's too early in my pregnancy to talk about it, so please don't tell your friends so they'll congratulate me next time they see me.  I'd rather not have people congratulating me if I've had a miscarriage.So, with that grim thingy out of the way, I'm actually glad that those empire waist uglyshirts are so popular!  I've been complaining about them for years, but now that I'm actually pregnant I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/7400188796759228045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=7400188796759228045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7400188796759228045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/7400188796759228045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/12/friendly-reminder-it-is-too-early-in-my.html' title='A Friendly Reminder:'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-5307362029578200578</id><published>2007-11-28T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T18:23:02.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First doctor's appointment</title><summary type='text'>We went to the doctor today, the three of us!  It was very exciting and I tried to maintain my composure.  I did really well until the doctor came in to give me my first ultrasound, then before she even got the apparatus all hooked up I nearly lost it.Her bedside manner left much to be desired, so that helped me from breaking out in tears.Anyway, the little seamonkey is not as far along as we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/5307362029578200578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=5307362029578200578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5307362029578200578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5307362029578200578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-doctors-appointment.html' title='First doctor&apos;s appointment'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8617337983959255201</id><published>2007-11-24T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T18:10:23.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Disclaimer:  If you know me, please do not ask me if I'm pregnant because I will not answer, at least until the first trimester is over, in which case I'll certainly say so right here on my blog.  I'm going to write about it here and pretend that no one is listening, okay?  Just help me hold up that bit of artifice for a little while longer.So my boobs are hugemungous right now!!  I can finally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8617337983959255201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8617337983959255201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8617337983959255201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8617337983959255201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/11/disclaimer-if-you-know-me-please-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-5473824742964228457</id><published>2007-11-21T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:45:04.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got something to say!</title><summary type='text'>So day before yesterday I was at work, dilligently folding clothes and trying not to think about how my skills weren't being used, when this guy walked in and started chatting with my boss (who is a totally rad woman).  She asked how his wife's pregnancy was coming along, to which he replied, "It isn't."How far along was she?  Two and a half months.  This is why you're not supposed to announce to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/5473824742964228457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=5473824742964228457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5473824742964228457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/5473824742964228457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-got-something-to-say.html' title='I got something to say!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1037734611686116381</id><published>2007-09-19T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:18:52.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our dog Quincy</title><summary type='text'>In June I found a cocker spaniel on the lam.  I stuffed him in my car and stopped at Petco on the way home to get him a collar, leash and some dog food.  He was very affectionate and seemed to have good car manners, i.e. he didn't try to get in my lap as I was hurtling down the freeway at high speeds.I rang the doorbell when we got home and my husband answered the door in complete confusion.  The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1037734611686116381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1037734611686116381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1037734611686116381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1037734611686116381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-dog-qunicy.html' title='Our dog Quincy'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6150026477713155350</id><published>2007-09-01T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T22:35:19.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new ideas</title><summary type='text'>It's been a year since I've lost interest in my Imp of Satan business, and I'm starting to finally get inspiration for making clothes again.There are a lot of reasons why I laid Imp of Satan to rest, but you know I can hire someone to do those things for me, leaving me free to focus my energy on the creative end of running a fashion empire.  Well, a small fashion empire.I was always really good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6150026477713155350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6150026477713155350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6150026477713155350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6150026477713155350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-ideas.html' title='new ideas'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6510592425355691040</id><published>2007-08-30T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T20:47:38.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bag envy</title><summary type='text'>I love to look at magazines.  Anyone who looks at lots of magazines eventually figures out that it tends to contribute to consumerism.  So this week I've been lusting after some fall fashions.  Clothes this season are boring as all hell, so instead I'm finding myself lusting after purses.I've convinced myself that I need a reptile bag.  And naturally in the course of looking online for reptile </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6510592425355691040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6510592425355691040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6510592425355691040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6510592425355691040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/08/bag-envy.html' title='bag envy'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8174068520487136853</id><published>2007-08-28T23:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T19:15:12.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Hell!</title><summary type='text'>My period started today.  I was at work when it started, and I ran to the bathroom and cried while I cleaned myself up.  I'm currently working overhire in a union costume shop so it's hard to take an extended break like I did today.  I worried that I wouldn't have time to subdue my puffy eyes before returning to my tailoring but I shouldn't have worried.  I just kept my eyes on the collar I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8174068520487136853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8174068520487136853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8174068520487136853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8174068520487136853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-period-started-today.html' title='Bloody Hell!'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-8087258410798064250</id><published>2007-08-18T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T01:02:37.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Upon further investigation, it appears instead of a four week cycle, I have a six week cycle.  I spent a lot of time in my twenties scared to death that I was pregnant for this reason.This means I have to wait two more weeks before I can find out if I'm pregnant.  How vexing.I wanna know now!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/8087258410798064250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=8087258410798064250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8087258410798064250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/8087258410798064250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/08/upon-further-investigation-it-appears.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-6635503378199733760</id><published>2007-08-16T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T18:31:07.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's too early to take a pregnancy test, dammit!I started a new job on Monday, just a six week contract at a place I've been working on and off for ten years now.  Hard to believe it's been that long!!  It's a little like coming home.  We're knocking off a Christian Dior dress from a couple years ago and I'm working on the petticoat this week.  It's amazing how long it takes to make these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/6635503378199733760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=6635503378199733760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6635503378199733760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/6635503378199733760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-too-early-to-take-pregnancy-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-2426742064555566166</id><published>2007-08-12T12:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T13:04:58.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>visiting the nephew</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday we went to visit our new nephew.  He's the cutest little thing but I have to admit I find newborns to be pretty boring.  They just lay there sleeping most of the time, and sometimes they eat.  Hoo boy that's a fun time.  WHEE!The thing I find most interesting about visiting newborns is that there's an atmosphere of calm in their homes.  It's so relaxing I almost fell asleep with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/2426742064555566166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=2426742064555566166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2426742064555566166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/2426742064555566166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/08/visiting-nephew.html' title='visiting the nephew'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-1142703375962117337</id><published>2007-08-09T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T13:57:43.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ovulation blues</title><summary type='text'>I was ovulating last Saturday.  I know because I got the telltale stringy discharge, accompanied by an uncontrollable urge to have sex.  This month my husband was standing less than fifteen feet away when I noticed so we took advantage of the circumstances by spending a half hour trying to get pregnant.  I prefer to call it, "makin' bunnies."Today is Thursday and I've been fighting off the urge </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/1142703375962117337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=1142703375962117337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1142703375962117337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/1142703375962117337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/08/ovulation-blues.html' title='ovulation blues'/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-3210931443482806963</id><published>2007-07-18T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T10:57:11.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've finally decided to do something with this account.  My husband and I got married eleven months ago and I think we have a pretty extraordinary life, even if it is rather domestic.  You can see some of my other posts in my food blog at eatie.blogspot.com, but I got bored of writing about food.  I'd rather just eat it!In January we bought a beautiful home built in 1926, in the '50's it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/3210931443482806963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=3210931443482806963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3210931443482806963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/3210931443482806963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-finally-decided-to-do-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27796094.post-114716016049108039</id><published>2006-05-09T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:36:00.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am Rose Algren, I am the force behind Imp of Satan Clothing.  I design and create all the garments on my website www.imp-of-satan.com and I have many many happy repeat customers.  My best known garment is my famous House of Gord Catsuit, designed for the pervy folks at www.houseofgord.com.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/feeds/114716016049108039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27796094&amp;postID=114716016049108039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/114716016049108039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27796094/posts/default/114716016049108039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imp-of-satan.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-rose-algren-i-am-force-behind-imp.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose Algren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933786458454580773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
