Hello to our Family and Friends - We are so excited to share that we will be moving forward with our plans for our new date – October 22, 2021! If you previously declined, please know that your invitation still stands and we would love to have you if you are able to come in October. We ask that you please RSVP no later than September 22nd so that we can plan accordingly. You can RSVP by clicking the tab on the upper right of this website, or you may text or call Sarah's mom at 619-787-5243. We are hoping to celebrate with each and every one of you. For the health and safety of all in attendance, we request that all guests be fully vaccinated. We appreciate all of your love and excitement for us while we navigate and adjust our plans throughout the pandemic. We look forward to seeing you in October! Love, Sarah & Joe

Due to limited numbers, 2 seats have been reserved in your honor.  We respectfully request no guests under 16, and we hope you appreciate that children are only invited if named.  Infants under 12 months welcome.  

ALL I KNOW IS, IN THIS MOMENT, MY PAST IS JUST MY PAST. RIGHT NOW I CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER IF THIS COULD BE THE SOMETHING THAT WILL LAST... I got up in the morning and put on my favorite outfit, did my hair and makeup, and went to work. Then, the inevitable happened: I spilled on my shirt! So I took my lunch break to run out and buy a new dress. I texted pictures to Kristin (my future Maid of Honor) from the dressing room as I tried desperately to find something that would work. I finally settled on a simple blue button down dress with a gold belt. After work, I went in the bathroom to spruce myself up a bit before walking over to the east side of Manhattan. He had made reservations for us at The Smith. I had never been there and didn't know exactly where I was going. I think I remember hoping he'd be there first, because I always feel awkward standing around. But he wasn't. His train was delayed from New Jersey, so I waited outside. I wasn't sure which direction he would be coming from, but I kept a lookout in all directions. Is that him? No. Is that? Not him, either. Then I saw him. He was approaching the corner of the street, kitty corner to my right. He was wearing jeans, a button down shirt, and a blue zip up vest. He might have had a baseball cap on. He was handsome. He arrived and we hugged. He walked ahead of me into the restaurant and greeted the hostess. "Reservation for Rixon, R-I-X-O-N." Very assertive, professional and polite. The hostess lead us back to our table, all the way in the back, right up against the door to the kitchen. It wasn't the best table in the restaurant and the chairs were wobbly and uncomfortable. But I guess it didn't matter because we sat there enjoying each other's company for 3 hours and I'm pretty sure we only ended the date because he had to go all the way back to New Jersey and we both had to work the next day. We walked to the subway together and hugged goodnight.

This story begins in June of 2019, when during a visit to Sarah's family I had asked her parents for permission to marry her, they said "yes" and swore to keep it secret. I didn't know when I was going to propose, but I knew that I wanted to do it when Sarah least expected it. I rattled my brain for a few months trying to figure out when and how I wanted to propose. Sarah had casually dropped hints about all the places I couldn't do it - no sporting events, restaurants, overly crowded places, etc. so I had my work cut out for me. In September, a few months after I had asked her parents for permission, her father asked me "If I had given any thought to when I was planning to propose." I didn't want to come back for our planned trip at Christmastime and not have an answer to this question, so I had decided that when we came back for the holidays Sarah was going to have a ring on her finger. Fast forward to November. While surfing the internet for ideas an ad popped up for LoveBook - a customized illustrated book that had a template for proposals. I got to work creating a book for Sarah to help pop the big question, with each page demonstrating a different reason why I love her. I had the ring the next week and I was ready for the big moment. On December 15th, I made reservations for Sarah and I at the same restaurant we had our first date, The Smith, where I dropped the hint that I had an early Christmas present for her. She didn't suspect anything. After we got home Sarah went to the bathroom and I ran to my bag to grab the ring to hide in the sofa, and asked Sarah to come open her present. Sarah read and cried through the book, and then she got to the last page - a cartoon version of me on one knee with a ring that said "Sarah, will you marry me?". She gasped, dropped the book and looked at me, where I was ready with the ring I had been hiding in the sofa. She could not have been more surprised, and it made the wait for the perfect moment worth it!