Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts

Saturday, April 7, 2012

The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel

One line made me want to see this movie: "How do you stand this country; what do you see that I don't?"


In essence I would say the theme of the movie the challenge of dealing with change; not just surviving in it, but thriving - that is true success. It is about accepting that things don't ever stay the same and we can't know what the future hold, except that it will be different. 

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Working for peanuts

Little Bubbles has been as much in transition as I've been; a few months here, a few months there. We've met some interesting characters along the way and I'm pleased to see how adaptable he's been so far. Some parrots really don't like change - not even a new toy in their cage, or even rearranging the same toys. I've read that it can take a day or two (or several) to gradually introduce change to their environment, depending on the particular bird. Bubbles, my baby, you've done really well!

Below is a picture of Mufaza, Box Man and Bubbles in his make shift pozzy (slang for 'home'). It makes sense to me that Bubbles needs to find new ways to amuse himself, seeing as he doesn't have his large 'villa' (cage) with all his usual comforts and toys. Mufasa seems to suffice. 

Thursday, March 1, 2012

I'll change the day I...

Birds of a feather... (original source unknown)
"I'll change the day I meet a good woman," he said.

Hmm... what kind of stupid statement is that? Yet, I wonder how many foolish men are making it nowadays.

Here's a few random thoughts from a long-standing single girl, for anyone who is interested...

Okay, so you drink yourself into a drunken stupor on every off day that you have. Because you're drunk you can't really go anywhere - thank goodness you're responsible enough to want to stay home. (Some are a lot more stupid and careless than you.) When you're drunk you're useless conversation, and an even worse listener - no one has to check the lights to know that no one's home; I don't know about you, but that makes conversations with my couch more emotionally fulfilling than talking to you, staring at me with glazed over eyes.