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It’s Sunday and I’ve Been Thinking…

It’s Sunday and I’ve Been Thinking…

…about Facebook Live videos. I think this makes me the quintessential millennial, but in my frantic, fast-paced, must-keep-scrolling approach to Facebook, if I click on a live video, I cannot handle NOT. KNOWING. WHEN. IT. WILL. FINISH. Like, I really want to watch it because I love the idea that I’m sitting in my lounge room connecting with someone who is, at that moment, sitting in their living room and chatting to me (and potentially hundreds of others, of course). And I might be LOVING the content. But I just get this antsy, wriggly feeling and my brain begins to whimper, “But how long is this going to take? An hour? 10 minutes? 3 minutes? JUST TELL MEEEEE!!!!!” I mean I can happily sit and watch a 30-minute video on Facebook, but only when I know I’ve committed the next 30 minutes to it. I know I can just tap on it and get an up-to-date idea of how many more minutes are left.

Does anyone else feel this way? I honestly don’t know if this is a weird, just-Klara thing.

But speaking of just-Klara things, I have an interesting factoid for you, about me. I draw 6’s, 8’s and 0’s the wrong way. I mean they don’t look wrong, I just draw the circles in the opposite direction to how other people draw them. And people always call me out on it. I find that strange. Truly, I don’t notice which direction people draw their number circles in. I never have. But almost every time I write one of those numbers in front of someone, they say “Oh! That was weird!” I think it’s one of those things that really has the power to crease people’s brains, in the same way as when you’re a passenger in a car and you’re expecting the driver to turn right, and they turn left, and your whole centre of gravity does a whoopity-flip. It’s like that, I guess. A whoopity-flip for the eyes.

I’m thinking of referring to Chris as “fluff bucket”. Just at home, I don’t want to embarrass the guy. There’s just something strangely appealing about silly, cutesy nicknames for big burly men, right? My Mum has always called my 6’3″ bearded bushman Dad “Soss”, which is short for “Sausage”. So tell me, what are the awkward man-nicknames in your life? What do you call your husband behind closed doors? What’s your Dad’s nickname cross to bear?

And just like that, it’s time for links!

I made these churros waffles with fudgy chocolate sauce for breakfast this morning. WOWZAH. They are GOOD. We’ve saved the leftovers for dessert tonight and it’s basically all I’m thinking about.

This post on impostor syndrome and self-doubt is KILLER. I’ve only recently heard the term but I can definitely say it’s a constant battle for me!

9 things successful entrepreneurs do every day – this motivates and inspires me so much! Work smart, people!

This healthy raspberry chocolate chip banana bread looks divine.

Love Helene’s take on following your own path and going against the grain of what all your friends are doing!

Happy Sunday, little ones!

Comments (2)

  1. Lisa
    May 28, 2017

    We have “Love Muffin” and “Spunky Butt” ❤️ Used interchangeably for each of us. 😂 I fully support “Fluff Bucket” as a term of endearment 🙂

    • May 28, 2017

      Hahaha! Nice nicknames! And I’ll tell Chris I have your blessing on the fluff bucket issue! 😉


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