Busy little beaver breaks to boast of perfect post

I know...your eyes are crossing from the posts I've churned out this week. Mine too. I tell you, the only consolation of having a migraine for a week is that suffering creates great art. ;)

This one is short. It's not my words here that matter.

Last month I read this awesome post. It was something amazing, really. Perfect. I sent it right over to Momma K.

So the award

The Original Perfect Post Awards – April 2007

goes to Andrea at Garden of Nna Mmoy and her post Siding with Thoreau for points such as:

how many people do you know who consider themselves chained into some other form of misery, who live Thoreau's "lives of quiet desperation," who consider it their sign of strength and maturity that they simply endure an intolerable situation?

and

So what is a requirement for happiness? No one knows--that's the problem--but I'm going to go out on a limb and suggest that the first one is a belief that we don't owe the world our misery. That there is no Noble Suffering. There's Nobility, and there's Suffering; but they are not conjoined twins. I am beginning to think that what we owe the world is our determination to act as if happiness matters--everyone's happiness, not just the well-fed westerners--and learn how to scale our values to those goals.

Check out the rest of the great posts at Lindsay's blog and MommaK's blog.

P.S. Have to steal a little real estate: let's talk about So You Think You Can Dance. I'll add a few comments in the Comments. Come join me. After you visit Andrea, of course.

P.P.S. The weekly Blog Guide:

Human rights? Are they humans? With rights? Or just ex-cons?
Don't worry, be happy: It's blog on blog action, with no whining
Mid-life crisis tears local blogging mom asunder
Cindy Sheehan says goodbye; Republicans, Democrats and more say good riddance

copyright 2007 Julie Pippert

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