<?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-23698894</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:45:36.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mulholland's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23698894.post-114930502629282206</id><published>2006-06-02T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T22:23:46.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S BEEN TOO LONG</title><content type='html'>Oy. It's been too long since we posted. OK, let's see what's happened. In late April, (about two weeks since the last post), Molly takes Katie ice skating with the rest of the Brownies and breaks her wrist. She drive;s herself home and says she needs to go see a doctor (like I couldn't see that). So, The kids and I drive her to the hospital and leave her, telling her to call when she is done. She gets there at about 6:30 PM and at 12:15 AM calls us to get her. Her wrist is broken and needs surgery the next week. In goes a plate, five screws and a cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend, we buy a new car. The van (God rest her beaten soul) can't go much longer. We get a 2005 Toyota Camry while Molly is trying out her cast and we are happy. May 31st rolls around and the cast comes off. Her wrist is thin, white and ugly, but about the most beautiful thing we have seen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of all this, Katie makes her First Communion. Both Grandparents come for the ceremony and she looks beautiful. 3 sacraments down and three to go (with the last coming way in the future, pray God)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114930502629282206?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114930502629282206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114930502629282206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114930502629282206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114930502629282206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-too-long.html' title='IT&apos;S BEEN TOO LONG'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114495964659728550</id><published>2006-04-13T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T15:20:46.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is here!</title><content type='html'>Spring is here.  Easter is this weekend. The weather has been warm and sunny.  There is nothing like a sunny day to make everyone smile and just feel better!  The kids are excited just to be out and about.  Wish I knew how to plant and grow plants.  I would like to plant but I have a hard time with things growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy is so dirty after he has been outside. We just let him go until we can give him a bath = he gets dirt everywhere in the bathroom or wherver. I am not sure our house will ever be the same - we can't grow grass in the back yard and we end up having holes everywhere since he loves to dig.   The tub is always dirty after their bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie is a typical girl .  She doesn't want to be outside really but.. She will go out and boss her little brother around and sing and dance in the back yard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Goodness for Spring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114495964659728550?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114495964659728550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114495964659728550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114495964659728550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114495964659728550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-is-here.html' title='Spring is here!'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114395147104760275</id><published>2006-04-01T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:17:51.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VILLAINS</title><content type='html'>Everybody loves villains. Sure, we want them caught and or done away with, but that's because we also like to feel safe. My favorite villains are as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newman_%28Seinfeld%29"&gt;Newman&lt;/a&gt;. Sure, he has no first name, but neither did Goldfinger or Cher. I love Newman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eric_Cartman"&gt;Eric Cartman&lt;/a&gt;. Anybody who has to sing the entire "Sail Away" to get the song out of his head is my hero/villain. And he hates hippies, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Seniors"&gt;Señor Senior, Senior&lt;/a&gt; - I don't believe I need to say anything else other than he his voiced by  &lt;a title="Ricardo Montalban" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ricardo_Montalban"&gt;Ricardo Montalban&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114395147104760275?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114395147104760275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114395147104760275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114395147104760275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114395147104760275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/04/villains.html' title='VILLAINS'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114368476487191292</id><published>2006-03-29T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:12:44.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>volunteering</title><content type='html'>You know it takes a special person to be passionate and volunteer to do something.  You have little guidance and leadership and need to take it upon yourself and do it.  I am on the American Cancer Society relay entertainment committee. It's hard to finf groups to entertain let alone people to help us on the committee.  Things can't happen by themselves. There really is more to it than just showing up at a meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something I really need to try to do and dedicate myself to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114368476487191292?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114368476487191292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114368476487191292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114368476487191292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114368476487191292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/volunteering.html' title='volunteering'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114316481862911841</id><published>2006-03-23T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:46:58.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sickness</title><content type='html'>It's never any fun to be sick!  We all fight it much of the time but this time Mike and I really got hit over the head with these colds.  I haven't been up past 9 pm all week.  I am very tired and weak.  My fever comes and goes, reallly not much fun.  Mike came home early from work because he was sick.  What is it that brings people down?&lt;br /&gt;The kids have been great.  I think Katie really sees us suffering as she is praying for us which is good.  Than there is Tommy who just loves to be left on his own to be creative whether he is filling jars with water and playing the drums, watching tv or just running outside yelling "it's Spring, it's Spring.  We really do live in an area where Winter is very long!  Let's hope Spring is really here and we all get better.  I'm off to bed of course&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114316481862911841?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114316481862911841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114316481862911841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114316481862911841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114316481862911841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/sickness.html' title='sickness'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114286034246270495</id><published>2006-03-20T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:12:22.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Irony</title><content type='html'>I ran the spell check Blogspot has on my last post and here is a list of words Blogspot didn't have in their dictionary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog&lt;br /&gt;Blogging&lt;br /&gt;Blogged&lt;br /&gt;Blogspot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114286034246270495?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114286034246270495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114286034246270495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114286034246270495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114286034246270495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-irony.html' title='Blog Irony'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114286024187155796</id><published>2006-03-20T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:10:41.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Blogging</title><content type='html'>I've started posting at my other blog again. I hate to say it, but it's been almost a year since I last blogged at &lt;a href="http://melsdiner.blogspot.com"&gt;The Diner&lt;/a&gt;. Anyway, if your into more contentious, outrageous and political blogs, then go on over - I'm sure I have enough there to offend most anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114286024187155796?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114286024187155796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114286024187155796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114286024187155796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114286024187155796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/double-blogging.html' title='Double Blogging'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114265334675961195</id><published>2006-03-17T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T22:42:58.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>Happy St. Patrick's Day!!! I'm sure most of you are not surprised Michael Patrick Mulholland is celebrating St. Patrick's day. St. Patrick is a true Saint of the church and his memory and life should be celebrated. He was a well-to-do teanager of a Roman family in Britain when he was kidnapped by Irish raiders and brought to Ireland as a slave. Forced to watch sheep in an isolated part of Ireland, all he had was God to talk to. After escaping his captors, he went home to his family in Britain, now a Christian. Off to Rome, he became a priest and then had dream about that hole of an island called Ireland. In that dream, he saw the Irish people begging him to come back and bring Christ to them. He asked the bishops if he could go to Ireland and they said yes. Within 40 years of returing to Ireland, Patrick had mananged to convert the entire population and Ireland has been exporting Catholics ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a 15 year old pagen slave, huh? And I'm scared to speak in public why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114265334675961195?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114265334675961195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114265334675961195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114265334675961195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114265334675961195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/st-patricks-day.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114257064514105211</id><published>2006-03-16T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:17:37.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging a habit</title><content type='html'>My husband for the life of him can't figure out why if I enjoy the computer and have some basic regular site that I go to- that I haven't gotten into blogging. I think creative writing is just one of those areas that it takes time to get used to and make a habit when you are not a good creative writer. I will get into and everyone will be sorry, but it will take time before I make it a habit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114257064514105211?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114257064514105211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114257064514105211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114257064514105211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114257064514105211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/blogging-habit_16.html' title='Blogging a habit'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114257011804536141</id><published>2006-03-16T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:35:18.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating</title><content type='html'>The things that come out of kids mouths.  Tommy my 3 yr old tells us that" he went ice skating in the bathroom, is that good?" When he thinks he is being smart or good and wants positive reenforcement instead of saying "was that good?"  How cute!  He has never been ice skating but has seen it on TV and movies and things so you know he gets the main idea of it.  Mike than goes into the bathroom to see what his son is actually talking about.  Well, think of ice skating in a child creative little mind- he has pushed the pump on the hand soap and gotten a lot of soap on the floor and than starts sliding around in it.  Yes it is a mess but.. we have learned with 2 kids that we should just let it be and pick the battles that are much bigger.  At least he was in the bathroom initially for the right reason as he is potty trained and uses the bathroom and washes his hands.  A success in my book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114257011804536141?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114257011804536141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114257011804536141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114257011804536141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114257011804536141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/ice-skating.html' title='Ice Skating'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114248255515501617</id><published>2006-03-15T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:15:55.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moose</title><content type='html'>When I was young, I wasn't what you would exactly call small - not that a lot of you would call 6'3", 235# exactly svelte now, either. Because of my "big bones", my dad used to call me "&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=moose&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;rls=GGLD,GGLD:2005-03,GGLD:en&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=ii&amp;amp;oi=imagest"&gt;Moose&lt;/a&gt;". Well, my Aunt Patti thought that would have a negative affect on my psyche, being so young and all, so she started calling me &lt;a href="http://desktoppub.about.com/od/freeclipart/l/bl_mousey.htm"&gt;Mousey&lt;/a&gt;, which as we all know, is so much better for a young mind. Fast forward 35 years and I haven't been called Moose in, oh, I don't know, 35 years. But, my 5'1" Aunt Patty still calls her moose of a nephew Mousey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it any wonder I blog at night?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114248255515501617?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114248255515501617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114248255515501617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114248255515501617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114248255515501617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/moose.html' title='Moose'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114239262737602332</id><published>2006-03-14T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:29:47.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roasted Peppers</title><content type='html'>I roasted some peppers tonight. I picked up six red peppers at "&lt;a href="http://www.stopandshop.com/"&gt;Stop &amp;amp; Shop's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Not perfect, but still pretty good"&lt;/em&gt; section for $3.25 or so. Sure, some of the skins were starting to wrinkle, but who cares when you're roasting them off! Anyway, I got about a a quart or quart and a half out of it for three bucks and 45 minutes of my time. So I had to turn the peppers every 5 minutes or so for 30 minutes and then 10 minutes of "sweat" time and 5 minutes of peeling the skins off. Didn't break my heart. I got some great peppers and I had a good time doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's the trick - having a good time. Most people I know would rather cough up the $3.99 for the &lt;a href="http://store.yahoo.com/newyorkflavors/vicroaspep.html"&gt;small jar of tiny, thin skinned peppers &lt;/a&gt;than spend 45 minutes roasting peppers. To me, it was a fun way to blow an evening and I got some good food to share with friends out of it. Now, if "the game" was on, I would rather cut my finger off than spend three hours watching the Red Sox play basketball and everybody else would be like zombies in front of the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all what you like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114239262737602332?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114239262737602332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114239262737602332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114239262737602332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114239262737602332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/roasted-peppers.html' title='Roasted Peppers'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114230851545514368</id><published>2006-03-13T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:04:02.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What does that mean?</title><content type='html'>I talk to myself a lot - I mean out loud. I think it comes from being an only child living in the sticks - I had nobody to talk to and nobody to laugh at me if they caught me doing it. Anyhoo, I was talking to myself tonight about getting home early today. I had a dentist appointment and was home over an hour earlier than usual. I was mumbling and said, "I'd love to change my schedule. 7:00 to 3:30 is the best. If I could pull that off I'd dance like a frog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dance like a frog?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114230851545514368?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114230851545514368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114230851545514368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114230851545514368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114230851545514368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-does-that-mean.html' title='What does that mean?'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114216917909892810</id><published>2006-03-12T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T08:12:59.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>Molly and the kids took off for Vermont on Friday afternoon and I've been home alone all weekend.Matty checked the car out (it does need a new engine, but I'm going to run it till it blows) and then I pretty much just read Harry Potter books.  Aside from critiquing the 2006 Oscars fashions (&lt;a href="http://www.mikenmolly.com"&gt;www.mikenmolly.com&lt;/a&gt;), that's all I have done.  Maybe I'll try to do more today (as I type this, I'm yawning, so maybe not).  Gotta cook a turkey and go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, even when they're not around, I still act like I'm &lt;a href="http://www.bundyology.com/mwclink.html"&gt;Married with Children&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114216917909892810?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114216917909892810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114216917909892810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114216917909892810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114216917909892810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114196183082798242</id><published>2006-03-09T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:38:11.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Broadcast TV</title><content type='html'>Molly is downstairs watching some kind of &lt;em&gt;O.C./Melrose Place/E.R/O.P.P&lt;/em&gt; kind of show.  I can't do it.  If I'm flipping through the channels, it's from 30 to 66 and back again - NO BROADCAST TELEVISION!.  These baby killer/fake court room/whatever shows just do nothing for me. The worst is Reality TV.  That's why I'm sitting in front of some glowing screen all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has the real problem here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114196183082798242?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114196183082798242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114196183082798242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114196183082798242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114196183082798242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/broadcast-tv.html' title='Broadcast TV'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114195678806129768</id><published>2006-03-09T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:39:01.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just stuff</title><content type='html'>We are here - blogging and thinking about Spring!!! will it ever come- I am very ready for spring. I would like to get out and start walking some trails in the S. NH area. Any ideas.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with a 5 yr old being called for jury duty- a little werd to me. Don't they have a computer that sorts by age after a certain yr that they could choose from? I would think technology is advanced that it would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114195678806129768?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114195678806129768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114195678806129768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114195678806129768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114195678806129768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-stuff.html' title='just stuff'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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-23698894.post-114186707870240010</id><published>2006-03-08T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T20:17:58.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, No!!  They're blogging!</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Molly here.  We'll be blogging about family stuff, so bookmark the page or go to &lt;a href="http://www.mikenmolly.com"&gt;www.mikenmolly.com&lt;/a&gt; to find out what's up at the Mulholland's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23698894-114186707870240010?l=themulhollands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/feeds/114186707870240010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23698894&amp;postID=114186707870240010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114186707870240010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23698894/posts/default/114186707870240010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themulhollands.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-no-theyre-blogging.html' title='Oh, No!!  They&apos;re blogging!'/><author><name>The Mulhollands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960851375469785498</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>
