Our Wedding Photos





The "Purty" Church Valley Unitarian Universalist Church
The "Purty" Moms.
The Dads.
Everyone at the altar.




Will you?? Or won't you??
I guess so....(whatever you say.)
The Reynolds Duet!
Julie, Mark & Miles Reading.




Da big finale.
Oops, forgot the boquet.
And, now, I can't trip here... - Come on woman!
Yeah, it's over with!





Take a picture because it just won't last....or will it...


Our Story I moved back to Tempe from Lesotho in May of 1999. Joel moved to Mesa from Los Angeles in June of 1999. We both ended up working at Borders Books and Music in Mesa within a month of one another. I would gaze longingly from the cafe (my station) at the very nice guy who worked in books and was everyone's friend. There were a bunch of people from the store who would hang out regularly together, but I never felt comfortable talking with Joel. In my mind, he was much too nice and good looking for me to be interested in him. I'd have no chance. Apparently, he felt that I was too sophisticated for him. In short, we were both idiots for a good long while. After attempting to ask him out several times and almost giving up all hope that he would realize that I was asking him out, he figured it out. Our first date was a spring training baseball game. I was very excited, having never been to a baseball game. I showed up and found the three guys waiting for me.....John and Sid were there with Joel. No pressure. I tried to pay attention, drink some beer, not dehydrate, stay awake. I had to leave early for a preplanned attendance at a concert that evening. It was rough. We celebrate this hallowed event at the end of every March, with a spring training game. I still try not to dehydrate and pay attention. Doesn't always work that way. It's still a blast though. Joel and I moved in together after house sitting for five months. We lived together for two years in a condo, with my cat Fred, and then bought our current homestead last year, right before the market blew up in Phoenix. Since then, we've acquired a dog, Satchel. Personally, I blame the dog for the recent turn of events. He's made Joel soft in the head....
The Proposal Joel had asked for a "date night" on December 3, 2005. Sure, whatever, said I. Date night is code for when we need more attention paid to the relationship. (Our schedules don't always match up - Joel works nights Tuesday through Friday and I work regular business hours.) I offered to go downtown to the art fair with him. I returned from my morning errands to find him awake, but after about an hour on the couch reading the paper, I collapsed in sleep. I slept for three hours. We didn't make the art fair. Instead, we did dinner at the local pizzeria that we love - Nello's. Afterwards, watched a movie downtown. After the movie, Joel asked to go to Borders. I don't like going to Borders with Joel. Joel is a notorious impulse purchaser, except at Borders. I end up spending 20 minutes and $50 at Borders. Joel spends 2 hours and walks away scot free. It irritates me. I was reluctant and he persuaded me. And of course, in 20 minutes I had spent my $50 and was waiting for him next to the door. He came to get me, with a hand motion - "I have to show you something." "What?" I questioned. "Something. Come here." "I saw what you were showing me." "Just come here!" I walked over to the history section suspiciously. I saw the book he wanted to buy his mother, what more does he want? He waited until I was right in front of him and he leaned in close to my face, "Will you marry me?" he whispered. "Are you serious?" I asked incredulously. "Will you marry me? I have a ring, but it won't fit." He kept whispering. "Are you serious?" "Yes." He pulled the ring from his pocket, removed the lint. I started crying. I said yes. The ring fit perfectly.