The good ol’ New Years resolution. You set yourself up with a lofty goal and by the end of the year, you’re kicking yourself in the rear for not achieving that goal. At least that’s how it seems to go for me. Lose weight, quit smoking, less caffeine, no more social media, no sugar, stop … Continue reading Rethinking Resolutions
As seen in the Faribault County Register by Katie Mullaly Every year, I watch “A Christmas Carol.” It is absolutely a requirement of the yuletide season in my eyes. My favorite version, as of late, happens to be the 2009 animated version starring Jim Carrey as Ebenezer Scrooge, and Gary Oldman as Bob Cratchet. (And, … Continue reading Musings for the Christmas season 2018
2015 (as published in the Faribault County Register) I haven’t lived in Blue Earth around Christmas time in over five years. Some things have changed, but some things haven’t, in a way. Growing up as a little Mullaly, I remember going to midnight mass (yes, at midnight) in Guckeen at the Catholic church. Before we … Continue reading Musings from Christmases Past
This last weekend, my boyfriend and I started getting into the conversation of heaven. Now granted, I had said this about the Juicy Lucy burger I was eating (and I still stand firm that the burger did taste like heaven), but we started musing about the concept of heaven and our religions and the Bible, … Continue reading Is this heaven? No, it’s a Juicy Lucy.
Today was a typical Monday back in the newsroom. We had our monthly meeting, and we all had plenty to get to elsewhere and it started me off on a cranky foot. The thought of a Veteran's Day deadline was looming over my head, big time, and all that was happening was a bit of … Continue reading Beyond the paper…
By Katie Mullaly as published in the Faribault County Register Anyone who knows me knows I have a deep dedication to all things Halloween-y. In musings past, I’ve covered my memories of trick-or-treating along the streets of Blue Earth, dove deep into the history of Samhain, the Celtic history of Halloween, and this year, I … Continue reading Dia de los Muertos
As I drove a familiar route south on Highway 169, I was eager to travel back to my old college stomping grounds in Forest City, home of Waldorf College, now Waldorf University. My five college girlfriends and I have created our own alumni weekend for the past three years, and this year, we were meeting … Continue reading Believe in me.