Yoo hoo! It’s me, Dubie.
The face behind the blog. The 5’4″ blonde, bad muthafucka.
I am alive and well on Mother Earth, in case you started to worry. I’m having a moment, friends; a stagnation in my writing flow and therefore its frequency. But I am going with it, hence the reason your “Daily” Dubie has evolved into a “Weekly” (and sometimes bi-weekly) Dubie.
HB and I went to California last week to visit La Familia. It was glorious. It would be rude not to share some of the special moments with you.
G’head, have yourselves a healthy serving of my skillful documentation…
I give you *”California Dreams,” in chronological order, no less.
HB and I surprised the kiddios at the dance studio Thursday morning! This group shot was made possible by my trusty, timer-setting skillz – with a “z.”
Not long after this was taken, I lost the key to the car. Spent a good 15 minutes looking for it. I may or may not have tried to blame it on Grace (insert: emoji with forced smile). Found it on the ledge, 4′ behind where I’m standing in the picture.
Sister’s Birthday Celebration! The ladies of the house representing…and HB landing a beautiful photo bomb on the right.
My beautiful babies…(my real kids better turn out this cute).
My mom made this cake from scratch. I, collectively, ate half of it over the course of the weekend. So gangster.
The adventures of Grace and Grace.
If you’re one of the 4 followers I have on Snap Chat, excusé. Ella and Grace took over.
“Shopping” with four inch pumps, no less.
Adele with Sis.
Visiting old friends and their delicious baby boys! …For the record, I am holding a 7-week-old! Biggest 7-week-old I’ve ever seen and held. He is bound for stud-status.
Another chubster! This big guy is 6 months!
The whole gang.
…and finally, we swim!
If you have kids or are around them often, you know that pool = life. That is literally all they want to do, and I am fortunate to have the best husband ever, who never tires of throwing them, and playing with them, especially when Auntie has just blow-dried her hair.
…And because what you see on social media is not usually what you get, here’s some raw footage FTW (side note: HB told me “for the win,” is no longer cool to say, but what if I abbreviate it? Is that still cool or am I a loser?)
***BE WARNED: It’s two and half minutes. I won’t be offended if you’re bored and stop watching.
…and now, we are back, ballin’ in New York City, baby…California is now only in my dreams…like the amazing 90’s teen sitcom. The one you watched when Saved By The Bell and 90210 weren’t on.