Princess: Happiness despite the hormones - Aspen Times
“We don’t have a reservation under that name,” the guy at the front desk said. “Check M-a-r-g-o-t,” Ryan said, as if the kid was so dumb he wasn’t going to be able to find “Margo” but he’d find it with the extra letter at the end. The kid was kind of dumb, and he was a kid, or at least he was playing dumb. And now we’d finally arrived only to learn there was no record of my reservation. “I made the reservation back in June,” I told the little, blond, freckled surfer kid with the dead blue eyes. “I talked to a guy. I don’t remember his name. People are always talking about “preggo brain,” but I always thought it was a made-up thing pregnant women used to get out of having to make plans. Like the day we were planning to leave for Denver, I stopped at Wells Fargo in Aspen. stuck the check, my license and my ATM card in the little thingie. My mom called and was giving me the pug report, since she had taken Gertie for the week for the first time. “I got her a new brush and some shampoo and conditioner, and she got her photo taken at the pet shop and was the pet of the day on their. Source: www.aspentimes.com
