You're Going to Want to Read This!

Dubbe Designs is officially in business! We had our launch day yesterday, and it's part time around here. This has been a fun ride for Chuck and I. Although, truth be told, he was up until after midnight on Saturday making sure every detail of our website was in order while I was snoozing up a storm in bed. What can I say, I am my best self when I have my beauty sleep.

Please take advantage of our big GIVE AWAY this week. You have until tomorrow, Tuesday July 3 at midnight to participate. All you have to do is swing by http://www.dubbedesigns.com/ and subscribe to our email list. You just need a name and an email address, which I know you all have. We won't be sending you emails every week or anything, but we are collecting emails so we are able to mail out special deals from time to time. If you win the drawing, you will receive 1 custom made invitation (for any event or party), a flyer, or a graphic for your website. (Printing and shipping not included.) The grand prize winner will be announced on Wednesday, July 4. What a festive day to announce a winner, huh?

Thank you so much to those of you who have LIKED and SHARED our social media posts- that really boosts our spirits and supports Dubbe Designs! Thanks also to those of you who have already subscribed to our email list. We love our faithful customers!

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It seems as if the unexpected, most shocking events that happen in life come during the mundane moments. 6 weeks ago our little family was sitting around the dinner table. It was no different than any other typical dinner with 2 preschoolers. Chips, salsa, taco sauce, and beef were flying around the table, drinks were spilling, and siblings were screaming at each other. Nothing unusual. Chuck and I began catching up on our days. He’s usually very easy to read, but this particular night, I had not sensed anything out of the ordinary. Halfway through dinner, he looked me straight in the face and said, “I lost my job.” The chaos around me faded into the background, a buzz began sounding in my ears, and my body began tingling from head to toe. I stared into Chuck’s face as the room around him became blurry. At first the shock was my comfort. Numbness took over my ability to feel. The shock wore off at 2:37 that morning. I was jolted out of a sound sleep, the pain so immens...

One Name

Jase was seven months old. The number was so high on the thermometer the nurse advised me to swiftly get him out of his car seat and strip his clothes off. We then moved to a back room where I waited for the doctor. The room was warm. Stuffy. The air felt thick with heat. I wished there was a window to be opened. The stale room needed fresh air. Pricks of sweat started to itch my back. (Minutes before his first seizure.) When the doctor finally appeared, I gave the rundown of Jase’s symptoms. She carefully examined him as he laid atop the white, crackly paper on the table. Everything seemed to check out. As she walked back to her desk, something frightened me about the way Jase looked. He was still lying on his back. His eyes were open, but the life inside him seemed gone . His eyes didn’t move, they just stared off into the distance. His chest moved up and down with short breaths. His arms and legs were limp. Everything seemed to slow down to an other worldly pac...

My Baby Girl

A couple weeks ago my Aunt Keren and Grandma came out East, stayed with us, and then we met up with my Mom's side of the family for my cousin's wedding in NJ. After the fun wedding festivities and a few days at the beach, they came back to my parent's. One of the nights we had a fire bowl, and sat outside talking for awhile. Grandma was really missing her pup, so she scooped Jovie up. That night she wanted nothing to do with sitting on my lap, but she cozied right up with Gram. It was super precious. I love this picture of the two of them together. Right now Jovie is actually sick and it breaks my heart. I get so worried about her, which I know seems goofy because "she's just a dog". But she's my baby girl and I hate seeing her lethargic, and puking. The other bummer is that the vet is expensive, so we're trying to take the cheapest route, and are praying she gets better within the next 48 hours. Poor little thing. Th...

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