I am neon.

Excuse me. I must brag for a moment.

So we went to that wedding. And I looked pretty cute, right? But it was a wedding, so everyone there looked cute plus there was a gorgeous bride.

My husband had lunch yesterday with the bride, who tells him that two other women in attendance were pregnant but not showing, and both (independent of each other) called her to ask who the gorgeous, glowing, happy pregnant lady was. Apparently I looked blissfully happy to be pregnant. Which, you know, I am, but I didn't realize it showed.