tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037319888419975146.post8313629806483902323..comments2015-03-22T20:24:23.970-07:00Comments on Home for the Holloways: On Fish and drowningAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026193407632822003noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037319888419975146.post-42213580475017041252014-06-11T10:01:17.571-07:002014-06-11T10:01:17.571-07:00I'm laughing at this post now because of cours...I'm laughing at this post now because of course the fish was making you sick because...you was preggers. And you're acting like you have now exciting events here because nobody knew...you was preggers.<br /><br />you're tricky. and funny. and I love you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09141411875544269851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037319888419975146.post-9086121613464151972014-04-01T19:35:36.917-07:002014-04-01T19:35:36.917-07:00^^ What Beth said. ^^ What Beth said. Camillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06538517384148202123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037319888419975146.post-39655210900452863892014-04-01T18:03:30.461-07:002014-04-01T18:03:30.461-07:00I feel ya with the boredom. Working at the Marriot...I feel ya with the boredom. Working at the Marriott was generally +/- 2 hours of craziness followed by 6 1/2 hours of boredom. I got really good at searching every corner of Wikipedia. <br /><br />Please come visit and teach me lemon squares. I want to learn lemon squares.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01301547835427785163noreply@blogger.com