Glamor in real life- the rest of the story

My last post was a happy, happy note about my wonderful couple of days away from my stinky dogs and my dirty dishes. But real life, amusing and "glamorous" as ever, still managed to find me. Halfway through the first day, I realized I had forgotten my other pair of shoes, so all I had to wear were my Nike flip flops (reminds me of the time I went to go run a half marathon and forgot my running shoes. True story.) I wasn't sure what my other options would have been anyway, though, because my feet have suddenly decided to gain half a size and render most of my vast collection of shoes unwearable. The first night we went to fancy dinner, I went in my Nike flip flops. Super classy. We walked into this place and I instantly felt like I wasn'anchor enough to eat there, which I would have felt even without the shoe situation. This restaurant was pretty hip. And I'm, well, me. With pregger feet in pink Nike flip flops. Thankfully, as soon as the food came I forgot how uncool I was because I'm pretty sure I had the best thing I've ever eaten in my life. Score one for Courtney. Apologies to all my vegetarian friends. The next day I was determined to purchase shoes that were cute and accommodated my new half-size-bigger feet. I had very specific requirements, and happily, I found the perfect pair. Score two for Courtney. I had a cute outfit picked out and felt much better going into fancy dinner the second night. We ate at the same restaurant we went to the day we got engaged. After dinner, the following conversation took place: Me: "Hey! You need to take my picture!" Confused husband: "Um, ok...... Why?" Me: "Because people have been asking for a preggo pic of me and I finally look cute! My hair and make up are even done- now is the time!!" I felt so good about them I posted them on Facebook. Where hopefully someone somewhere will believe that I look that put together all the time and it's effortless. Yeah. Right.