Monthly Archives: November 2011

Noah’s Hilariously Awesome Letter to Santa

Well, it's that time of year again, and what better way to start than with Noah's letter to Santa? We did it in record time this year, only four days after Thanksgiving! And, just like when we did last year's letter, Noah had me giggling and smiling the entire time. I sat down with him at the computer and told him I would write anything he wanted on his letter. No instructions. No hints. No gentle pushes in any particular direction. Just me, typing whatever my 4-year old said. Enjoy... here it is, word for word. Click it to enlarge. Oh, and my favorite part... when he signed his name at the end. He wrote the N and the O so big that there wasn't a lot of room left for the A and the H. I asked him if he wanted me to print another copy so that he could try again and he said, "no way, Dad! I can...

Fatten this bachelor up…

>> I wrote this entry and published it on my Babble Voices blog, and I’m only permitted to post a snippet of it here. Read the snippet below or read the whole thing and comment on Danoah Unleashed >> Food. It's one of the most difficult things for me as a bachelor. When I want to make something nice, the majority of it always gets thrown away because it's just so darn hard to cook for one and a half. I always feel like I'm wasting so much money. Enter Pillsbury. As I mentioned in the Pillsbury Dough Blogger post, Noah and I were starving to death (thanks to an upcoming move, and my want to not have to actually pack any food) when Pillsbury offered to sponsor us to write four posts. Their only requirements... make a Pillsbury product and blog about it. The free food was honestly the best part of the deal. What I didn't expect (and I'm being serious here) was that it would open...

Love your neighbor as yourself? No thanks.

“Love your neighbor as yourself.” I’ve heard it quoted my entire life. I’ve recited it my entire life. But, come on... Could there ever be a more debilitating and more damaging directive given to the human race?

The Benefits of Hating Yourself

Sometimes in an attempt to learn about myself, I write dark truth wrapped in wholly fictional narrative. I don't usually share those with you when I write them. But that is what you'll read today.

This is Beautiful You

Finally, my favorite post of the week! Every Sunday I take some of the photos that you have uploaded to the Facebook wall, and I post them here. I love This is Beautiful Youbecause it gives me (and everybody else) an incredible glimpse of who we all are. It puts a face on the awesome people coming here. It gives us a beautiful idea of the uniqueness and diversity of the followers here at SDL. More than anything, it shows all of us just how beautiful we each can be. Anyway, thank you for sharing a small part of yourselves. It’s my honor to put the spotlight on you today. This is beautiful you. Which photos made you the happiest today? If you’d like to send in photos to be considered for Sunday’s “This is beautiful you” and other future blog posts, please post them on the Facebook wall (we need lots more!). Only upload photos that you don’t mind me using, and that you have...

Buddha. Always faithful. Always at my feet.

Every Saturday I post anywhere from one to a zillion of my favorite Buddha pics from the week. After all, what's better than a fat, lazy, gassy, wrinkly, high-spirited-low-energy Bulldog doing whatever it is he feels like doing? Today's pics are called "Always faithful. Always at my feet." This Thanksgiving I'm more thankful than I probably ever have been for the family and friends in my life. Buddha definitely makes that list. When I'm feeling lonely because Noah's not here, I can always look down and find ol' Buddha, snoring at my feet or lounging in the doorway. This house would be way too quiet without his way too human belches and his obnoxious slurping. And that... is Buddha, always faithful, always at my feet. Doing what Buddha does. Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing PS. Buddha would love to hear your comments. I think he's enjoying the attention on this here blog.

You’ll never guess what I picked up Black Friday shopping…

I love Black Friday shopping. I think it's a riot. In all honesty, I love people watching more than anything. And Black Friday is a day when absolutely normal and sane people go completely bonkers in the name of saving a few bucks. It's better than a movie to me. So anyway... yeah. You'll never guess what I picked up Black Friday shopping...

Gratitude in Pictures

Thanksgiving is tomorrow. It's one of my favorite holidays for a lot of reasons. Mostly because the world in general seems to fill with gratitude. This year I have more than enough. I have been very blessed. Life is incredible. So, I thought I'd share a few of the things I'm thankful for. In pictures. What are you most thankful for today? What simple things are you thankful for? What could you be more thankful for? Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing

Pillsbury Dough Blogger

Little Noah Hubbard, went to the cupboard, to get his poor self some crackers. But when he got there, the cupboards were bare, and he said, "let's go buy somethin' and make it." Poor Noah, he's...

Making my kid believe it was HIS idea…

Ever since I got divorced, Noah has had a real hard time dealing with loss. It didn't matter what "it" was, losing anything almost always seems to leave him having a meltdown. A few months ago, our birds needed to go. I wasn't giving them much attention at all. Their squawks and squeaks were showing up in the background of the radio and internet interviews I was doing, and they were super messy. On top of that, I knew we'd likely be moving to a place that didn't allow birds. So, I set out to find them a new home that would love them the way I hadn't in far too long. Before placing the ad, I made the mistake of simply telling Noah that I needed to sell the birds. Instant. Child. Disintigration.

Powerful Responses to ‘I’m Christian, unless you’re gay.’

I received hundreds of emails following the 'I'm Christian, unless you're gay' post. Today I wanted to share a handful of the most powerful. These responses turned my world upside-down.

This is Beautiful You

Finally, my favorite post of the week! Every Sunday I take some of the photos that you have uploaded to the Facebook wall, and I post them here. I love This is Beautiful Youbecause it gives me (and everybody else) an incredible glimpse of who we all are. It puts a face on the awesome people coming here. It gives us a beautiful idea of the uniqueness and diversity of the followers here at SDL. More than anything, it shows all of us just how beautiful we each can be. Anyway, thank you for sharing a small part of yourselves. It’s my honor to put the spotlight on you today. This is beautiful you. Continued on next page. Which photos made you the happiest today? If you’d like to send in photos to be considered for Sunday’s “This is beautiful you” and other future blog posts, please post them on the Facebook wall (we need lots more!). Only upload photos that you don’t mind me using, and...

Buddha… confused and worried.

Every Saturday I'm going to post anywhere from one to a zillion of my favorite Buddha pics from the week. After all, what's better than a fat, lazy, gassy, wrinkly, high-spirited-low-energy Bulldog doing whatever it is he feels like doing? Today's pics are called "confused and worried." Buddha has been able to tell that something is up. Something is different. Something is not cool. He's followed me from room to room while I ferociously grab boxes, crinkle paper, pack things up, and tape... tape... tape... everything. He just sits next to me and looks at me, as if to ask what the heck I'm doing. As if to tell me he knows something is changing. As if to tell me he's not cool with it. And then, whenever I finally go take a break, he waddles his fat butt into the living room where I've carried all the boxes that I've packed so far and he just sits. And looks at them. As if...

OMG. Sassy Babies! Chubby Babies! Babies covered in lipstick!

So, the cute baby picture contest just ended. Nearly 600 of the most spectacularly funny, cute, and pissed off babies had me laughing for hours while I sorted through and edited my favorites for today’s post. When I was done, I had 223 that I couldn’t live without. Then I somehow slashed that down to 174. And then eventually I gritted my teeth and got it down to 150 even. The problem is, I LOVE BABIES. And every single one of the pics I wanted to keep and share in an SDL post. But let’s be honest… 600 pictures… that’s a lot to sort through as a reader. So, I’m going to do five afternoon posts over the next 2-3 weeks with 30 of my favorites in each one. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did. Every single one I found myself narrating or giving my voice to the baby. So, I might as well continue that here! Continued on next...

I’m Christian, unless you’re gay.

This is possibly the most difficult post I've ever written. But some strong words need to be said today today. "God hates fags." We've all heard it. But...

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