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Marco & Elizabeth

Ron — Sun, 06 May 2012 16:03:24 +0000

Elizabeth was born and raised in the Philadelphia area where she also attended college at Temple University. In 2001, she was drawn to the lights of Las Vegas where she worked a science teacher. Her friend, Dianne, introduced Liz to the hobby of mountain biking. Although the completion of a second masters degree occupies most of Liz’s free time, she still enjoys escaping to the outskirts of the city to ride her mountain bike.

Hailing from Austin, Texas, Marco moved to Las Vegas in 2006 after completing his masters degrees in architecture and business at Texas Tech University. When he is not working, Marco enjoys spending time at the gym, mountain biking, and trying new restaurants using Groupons.

Although locals do not spend much time on the Strip, Marco and Elizabeth met on Halloween night in 2009 at Harrah’s Carnival Court. Liz was dressed as the character Sookie Stackhouse from True Blood, complete with a blonde wig and vampire bite marks. Marco was not planning on attending a Halloween party; therefore, he was not wearing a costume. Marco and Liz discovered that they both shared an interest in mountain biking and started their relationship as bike riding buddies, along with Kevin Thompson. After a couple mountain bike rides with the “bike club”, Marco and Elizabeth decided to make it official and became an item.

Since Marco and Liz first met on Halloween of 2009, Marco decided to pop the question on Halloween night two years later. He carved the question, “Liz will you marry me?”, into five pumpkins; each word on a different pumpkin. The pumpkins were illuminated, Jack-o-lantern-style, and the engagement ring was placed among the pumpkins.

Cocktail ring- Belonged to Liz’s grandmother, Phyllis, who received it as an anniversary gift. She would let Liz try on her rings when she was a child. When Phyllis passed away, she wanted Liz to have her ring. The blue sapphires on the ring represented the “something blue.”

Close call during photos, watch out!! =)

Venue – Anthem Country Club

Floral – Naakiti Floral

Hair & Makeup – Stevee Danielle

Cake – Tiers of Joy

DJ – All Night Long

Officiant – Pastor Dave Poling-Goldenne from New Song Church in Anthem

Dress- Alfred Angelo

Broach bouquet and boutonniere – Anna Sinclair on Etsy.com

Shoes – Evan by Nina

Cigars – Don Pablo Cigar Company

Quartette – Strings on Occasion

Transportation – ODS

Robert & Melissa

Ron — Mon, 30 Apr 2012 15:09:45 +0000

Madden

Ron — Wed, 18 Apr 2012 22:18:38 +0000

Madden’s 1st birthday has just passed and I find myself looking back over the last year and remembering all that we have been through. I think about the things I have learned, things I may have done differently and relive in my mind some of the most special memories. To call it a rollercoaster year is a huge understatement. It was full of love and sadness, wonder and worry, fear and hope. I was given my greatest gift and also experienced my greatest pain thus far. I have shed more tears, had more sleepless nights and more anxiety than I ever thought possible. But here it is, one year later and I can honestly say that after everything we have been through I am the happiest I have ever been and wouldn’t change one thing that happened because it got us where we are today.

The end of my 33rd year began with a pregnancy. Those of you that know me well know what a HUGE shock and AMAZING surprise that was. We tried for a baby for a long time and after too many negative pregnancy tests and a few appointments with a fertility specialist Ron and I had finally made peace with the fact that we would never be able to have a biological child. We decided to give ourselves a little break. We spent some time on vacation and just enjoyed each other and nurtured our relationship. We both agreed that when the time was right we would go ahead with adoption. Well, it turns out that God had another plan for us and when we least expected it I became pregnant!

My pregnancy from the very beginning had been pretty rough. I was sick from day one and threw up multiple times a day. When I wasn’t vomiting I was extremely nauseous! I couldn’t stand the smell of most foods and this made it a challenge to eat at all. I had trouble gaining weight. I had random bleeding, cysts and even fibroid tumors that were causing me lots of pain. And, at one point our sweet little baby had the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck. To say that I was on edge most of my pregnancy would be putting it mildly. I was a nervous wreck! I tried my hardest not to worry but it seemed that every time we had a doctor’s appointment we got some more scary news. I decided to do myself a favor and tried not having any expectations of how childbirth would go. I didn’t write up a crazy birth plan. I told myself to relax and go with the flow and things would happen the way they were suppose to. I was praying I didn’t have to have a c-section but if it came down to that being the best option for our baby then I would be at peace with it.

I am overwhelmed with emotion as I think back on the day our baby boy came into this world. It was the best day and the scariest day all rolled into one. It was a whirlwind but I will remember it like it was yesterday for the rest of my life. It was the day I learned the meaning of true love. It was the day I realized my life would never be the same. It was the day that I no longer was the most important person in my life. The day started off like any other. I woke up, had my breakfast and Ron and I headed off to my Specialist office for the second in my twice a week baby monitoring appointment. I was extremely nervous going in because that was the day we were also having a 3D ultrasound to finding out how much our little Peanut had grown since finding out a month earlier that he/she was measuring very small for his/her age. I remember squeezing Ron’s hand in the waiting room. My palms were dripping with sweat and my insides were shaking like a leaf. I needed so badly to hear good news. The month we had to wait in between ultrasounds was pure agony. I needed to know that my baby was okay. It has to be the worst feeling in the world not having any control over what’s going on inside you. You pray day in and day out for that little person to just start growing but not actually being able to do anything to make that happen. I already loved him/her more than anything or anyone on this planet and all I wanted to do was protect them. I felt helpless. When they called my name to come back a rush of terror took over me. My gut told me in that second that something wasn’t right. But, I got up, still squeezing Ron’s hand for dear life and we made our way to the room. I sat down on the table and instantly started to cry. I had never felt fear like I was feeling in that moment. The wonder and the worry had taken over. Ron found some tissue and tried to dry my tears.

It wasn’t long before the ultrasound tech came in. With tears still rolling down my cheeks and my hand continuing to squeeze Ron’s so tight I was probably cutting off his circulation, she squirted the warm jelly all over my belly and began to move the wand around until she found our baby. The anticipation was eating me alive. I knew full well that she wouldn’t say anything to us and we’d have to wait for my doctor to come in. Within a few seconds we get a Hmmm………and a very puzzled look. Not what you want to see or hear in a situation like that. She poked and prodded a little and continued to move the wand around. Then she looked up and said, “I don’t want to scare you but you are going to the hospital right now. Wait here, I’m going to get the doctor!”

The next thing I knew we were in the hospital room and 3 different nurses were trying to get my IV in my arm. I was very dehydrated due a few days of a stomach bug. What sent us to the hospital in the first place was my gestational fluid had gone from 16 cm to 3 cm in just a day and a half. That’s a dangerous situation for a baby. The nurses needed to pump me full of fluid and see if they could fill my sac again. Once we were settled and lucky nurse number 3 got my IV in, my doctor paid me a visit. He gave me some bad news. All the complications I’d had along the way hard turned this into a high risk pregnancy and I would be staying in the hospital until I delivered the baby. My due date wasn’t for 2 months! The thought of spending that much time in the hospital sounded like a complete nightmare but if that’s what was best for the baby then that’s what I would do.

Ron went home to pack a bag for me. I’m not sure where you even begin to pack for a 2 month hospital stay but he did great! He brought my computer, movies, books and magazines to keep me entertained. He packed my fuzzy warm socks so my feet didn’t get cold. He remembered the pillows from our bed so I would be comfortable and he even brought my hair dryer because he remembered in our childbirth class that the nurse said there are no hair dryers in the hospital! On the way back he stopped by Redbox and rented Country Strong and went to Red Robin to get my favorite BBQ chicken wrap. He made the hospital feel as much like home as he could. I don’t know what I would’ve done without him that day.

We got cozy and put on the movie. It was very hard for me to pay attention. All I could think about was our baby. I put my game face on and tried to relax. We had about 15 minutes left to go in the movie when my doctor pops his head in. “What’s going on with your baby?!” he says. What do you mean what’s going on with our baby? As far as I knew we were fine. I didn’t hear any alarms buzzing and I was hooked up to every machine known to man. He explained to us that the baby’s heart rate kept dropping. It would go back up but he said we’d have to keep a close eye on it. He seemed concerned which of course freaked me out. He left us alone and I fell apart. Ron and I wanted a baby for such a long time and just when we had given up hope that it would happen God gave us a miracle. I was terrified that we were going to lose him/her. They had given me a second ultrasound when we got to the hospital and told us that our baby weighed only 1 pound 12 ounces. For a 32 week old baby that was TINY. He should’ve been double that size by then. I didn’t know what his chances of survival were if they had to take him that early. I’m pretty sure that was the scariest moment of my life. The nurse came in and gave me a shot in the hip of some steroids to help speed up the development of the baby’s lungs, just in case.

It was getting late and Ron and I were both physically and emotionally drained. We knew we had to try to get some rest however impossible it seemed. I tossed and turned all night. My back was killing me and the nurse came in several times because they kept losing the baby on the heart monitor. At 6:30 am my doctor came busting in one more time and said “This is it! Your baby’s heart rate is dropping and it’s taking way too long to come back up and your blood pressure is through the roof. You are both in danger and it’s time to take the baby out.” Ok, thinking back THIS was really the scariest moment of my life.

Everything after that happened so fast! I remember being wheeled down the hall and getting the spinal block. I remember holding Ron’s sweaty hand so tight. I felt lots of pressure and before I could blink the baby was out. There was a lot of commotion. There were several nurses and doctors in the OR. All I wanted was to hear a cry. A few seconds later, although it seemed like days, I did. I remember the tears that ran down my face and I remember waiting impatiently for the doctor to say if we had a boy or a girl. A few more seconds went by and I finally had to ask, “What did we have????!” I hear Ron’s voice say “It’s a boy!!!!!!!” Then the waterworks really began. I wanted a boy so badly and I knew in my heart all along that’s what I was having. My doctor lifted him up for one quick second so I could see his face and then just like that my tiny baby boy and Ron were gone. I remember hearing myself say out loud “He is so cute!” and in that second a powerful feeling came over me. I had heard it both ways. Some Moms looked at their new babies and instantly fell in love and others looked at their babies and didn’t feel anything right away. For me it was the first. The instant I looked into my baby boys eyes across the room I felt more love and joy in my heart that I ever thought was possible. I can’t even put it into words. It was so overwhelming and I couldn’t stop crying. Partly from the scariness of the unknown but mostly for the intense love I was feeling. All I wanted was to touch him.

The next 8 hours were the worst in my life. I was in recovery all alone. Ron was in the NICU with our son. Nobody would tell me anything. I didn’t know if our baby was okay. I didn’t know how much he weighed, if he was breathing on his own or if he was sick. The feeling of not knowing was unbearable. My imagination was getting the best of me. I needed to see my son. I needed to hear his cry. The yearning I had to touch and to hold him was physically painful. My heart ached for him.

Ron finally came in to see me just as I was about to explode. I was getting ready to make a jail brake to find my baby! He had amazing news! Our son was doing great! He was breathing on his own!! Yes he was very small but other than that he was perfectly healthy. It was the news I had waited for all day long. I called the nurse and told her that I couldn’t stand the wait any longer. I needed to see my baby.

I must admit heading into the NICU I was very nervous. I didn’t know exactly what I would see. Ron wheeled me down in the wheelchair. The hospital wouldn’t let me walk on my own. We entered the room, stopped at the sink to wash and sanitize our hands and then finally the moment I had been longing for, I got to see my son.

Once again the waterworks came. He looked so small and helpless. He was hooked up to all kinds of machines and had these teeny tiny little glasses on his eyes to block out the intense light of the lamp that was over him. I opened one of the cutouts on the incubator and put my hand in to touch him. His skin was warm and soft. He was wearing a diaper that looked like it was too small for a doll. His whole hand was no bigger than Ron’s thumb. I stuck my finger out and he latched on so tight. I was shocked at how strong he was. Just then his nurse came over and took his glasses off so I could see his eyes. I looked at him and he looked at me and I knew in that moment that there was nothing in this world that I wouldn’t do for this little boy. He would have my heart forever and I was already wrapped around his little finger.

The next few days were tough. We could touch him but we weren’t able to hold him. He had lost quite a bit of weight in the days after he was born and the doctors told us that he would burn way too many calories if we took him out of the incubator so we just had to leave him be. We’d just sit there by his side each of us with a hand on him and watch him sleep. I didn’t ever want to leave that NICU even for a minute but they had 25 babies crammed into a room that was set up for 15. There were babies everywhere. There were parents everywhere. We all had to fight for time to be with our little ones. I would cry when the nurses would send me back to me room. It turned into a situation where we’d almost have to make an appointment to go see our child. Being away from him even for an hour was difficult.

When he was 3 days old I finally got the chance to do what I had been dreaming of since the minute he was born, I got to hold him. I will never forget the feeling the first time I felt his skin next to mine. He was no bigger than a banana and I was afraid that I was going to break him. That was the most special moment of my life so far. I didn’t ever want to let him go. I sat there skin to skin with him and closed my eyes. That feeling will be embedded in my memory forever. I was finally able to whisper in his ear how much I loved him and how I would always be here for him. I sang to him the song I would always sing while he was in my belly. He seemed to already know it. He had a sense of peace come over him and it was unbelievable to see how his breathing changed. In that minute it was only about the two of us. I wanted to freeze time. I wanted to hold him for an eternity but all I got was 15 minutes.

The day I was discharged from the hospital was one of the most difficult days of my life. You never imagine that when you have a baby you’ll be leaving the hospital without them. I didn’t want to go home at all. I wanted to stay there all day and sleep there all night and most of the time that’s exactly what I did but I also knew that I had to take care of myself so once we finally got him home I’d be able to take care of him. There were times that the nurses would kick me out because they could see how exhausted I was and they knew I was at my breaking point. My doctor actually wrote me a prescription to go home and drink a half a glass of red wine and sleep for 6 hours straight. I must admit, I did feel a little better after I did that.

The next 2 months seemed like they were in slow motion. Ron and I were like zombies. I would sit at the hospital all day long while he would work and then around midnight he would come and join me. We weren’t sleeping. We were hardly eating. Every day felt exactly the same. We’d each get our 15 minutes to snuggle our little boy but that was it. It was torture not being able to hold him whenever we wanted. All we could do was sit by his little incubator and put our hands on him. All he needed to do was gain weight, just 3 pounds and then we’d bring our sweet angel home. It sounds easy, I know, but it wasn’t. One day he would gain and the next he would lose. It was up, down, up, down. One the days he would gain I would be in the best mood. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. The days he would lose were awful. I would cry my eyes out and feel like we would be in that NICU forever. At the end of May he took a turn and just started gaining and gaining. He looked bigger every day. The feeding tube finally came out of his nose and he learned to eat on his own. Everything was going right all at the same time. And then we got the news………It was time to take him home!

The happiest day of my life was the day we brought our son home from the hospital. I had slept at home the night before so I could make sure that everything was ready. I’ll never forget the drive to the hospital that morning. Ron and I were both so giddy. It almost didn’t seem real that the day had finally come. We got to his room, signed all the discharge papers and dressed him up in his tiny preemie baseball outfit which was still too big on him. They made me get in a wheelchair even though I was no longer a patient. Ron wheeled me out with little Peanut in his car seat on my lap. Again, I cried. His nurses did too. They were so happy for us but they sure were going to miss him. They nicknamed him Benjamin Button. They weren’t ready to let their little Benjamin go.

Getting home was surreal. We walked in. Took the baby out of his car seat and sat down on the couch together as a family. It was the moment we had waited for, for so long. We sat quietly just staring at our little boy and taking turns holding him and then at the same time, Ron and I looked at each other and said, “Now what?”

Madden Jacob Miller was born April 15, 2011 at 8:00 am. He weighed 2 pounds 3 ounces and was 14 inches long. Every day with him is a blessing. He is the light of our lives. We have never known a truer love than the love we have for him. It’s the kind of love you would give your life for. There is nothing in this world that we wouldn’t do for him. Madden is our little miracle.

Madden’s incubator decorations from the Nicu staff

Coming home from the hospital outfit!

We can’t believe a whole year has passed but our baby boy has just turned 1!! We celebrated with our family and friends in Washington State. It’s always great to leave the city and down shift a few gears. There’s a certain charm to the country you can’t get in the city. People are nicer. And one meal leads to the next until you burst from the inside! Family + Food bring people together!

Madden was surrounded by the people that love him most in the world and they made the day very special. We fired up the BBQ and dined on a Mexican Feast for 1000 people and had goodies galore. There was an amazing Dr. Seuss coconut cake and Thing 1 + Thing 2 pineapple and lemon flavored cupcakes made by Angela from Sugar Britches. Cat in the Hat sugar cookies travelled all the way from Las Vegas, made by Madden’s Auntie Liz and a red and blue candy buffet that could satisfy anybody’s sweet tooth.

It was a very big day for our family. Madden has come such a long way from that 2 pound baby in the NICU. We really wanted to celebrate in a huge way! The day was perfect! It was everything we hoped it would be and more! We are so grateful to all of you who made it possible.

Love,
Ron, Deanna & Madden

Sean & Jennifer

Ron — Tue, 10 Apr 2012 17:44:25 +0000

So how did Sean and I meet? Well, I actually “winked” at him one night and for him I am sure it was love at first sight! No, really…it was an electronic wink…we met online. I saw his profile, thought his dog (okay, him too) were cute, so I sent a wink and he responded with an e-mail.

Sean and I had our very first date on April 29th, 2009 at where else but Buffalo Wild Wings! Yes, boneless wings have since become a staple in our relationship! That night we had a drink, got to know each other a little bit, and I guess you could say the rest was history.

We are both Las Vegas natives, born and raised. Sean went to Chaparral High and I went to Durango High. After high school we both left Vegas for Reno, Nevada, (UNR) where we both got our Bachelor’s Degrees in different fields. I lived in Reno for just college (1995- 2000) but after Sean graduated from UNR he stayed in Reno. He lived there from 1989 to 2008. Though our paths never crossed until 2009, we found that we have some mutual friends and interests from our time in Nevada.

When we started dating we use to joke that if we ever got married, the city should have a ticker-tape parade to celebrate the marriage of two Las Vegas natives. It’s a RARE occurance! We both have the majority of our family here in Las Vegas. My parents moved to Vegas in the 1940′s and Sean’s in the 1950′s, hence the vintage Las Vegas theme at the wedding. Both families have seen and experienced some enormous changes in this town.

We are both the youngest in our families. I am the youngest of 4, he is the youngest of 8.

I am a librarian for the Clark County School District. Sean is a Logistics and Operations manager for a Vitamin Manufacturer here in Vegas. (yes…I take at least 20 pills a day. I’ve got to be one of the healthiest people around!)

**Favorite things we share?

Golf (Sean has been teaching me)

Movies (our first one was Angels and Demons) Sean is a huge fan of the Bourne series which miraculously seems to be on TV EVERY WEEK!!!

Traveling – We’ve been to Boston together twice, Maine, Chicago, Cali a few times, Cancun, and are planning our Honeymoon for Europe (Italy) this summer.

Food Network – We love to try the Diner’s, Drive-in’s and Dives in each city we visit.

U2 – I wasn’t much of a fan until Sean took me to my first concert in 2009. Since then we have seen them two more times. Once in Anaheim and once in Chicago.

On November 11, 2011 or 11-11-11 Sean proposed to me in front of my mom and dad’s house with all our family and friends waiting inside. What I thought was going to be a simple night for pizza at the parents turned out to actually be a well-planned, surprise engagement party! I, of course, could not say ”YES” fast enough and am now thrilled to be planning a wedding with someone who has truly become my best friend over the past two and a half years.

Venue – Anthem Country Club

DJ – DJ Harry O

Hair & Makeup – Amelia C & Co

Lighting – LED Unplugged

Floral – Enchanted Florist

Photobooth – Shutterbooth

Photography – Ron, Linh + Chris Paragas. Thanks You 2!!

Deserts – Art of Cooking

Cake – Tiers of Joy

Dress – Couture Bride

Jeweler – Jeff White Custom Jewelery

Shoes – Badgley Mischa from Macy’s

Neon – Taylor Lamb from Patrick Signs

Flip Flops – Old Navy

Cellists – Hayley Dean and Tatiana Alvarado – Las Vegas Academy

Officiant – Jen’s Brother – Bishop Christopher Dean of the LDS Church

Picnic Baskets, Wine Glasses, Whiskey Bottle Labels, Signage – Etsy.com

Bouquet Charms – Just Charms and Pretty Things (on Etsy or Facebook)

Lime Green Love Sweatshirts – Victoria’s Secret

Lip Gloss – MAC

Stationary – Etsy.com

Nate & Elizabeth

Ron — Sun, 25 Mar 2012 17:33:40 +0000

There is so much that could be said about these 2 wonderful people. If you are not familiar with their story I encourage you to read on, their lives are truly an inspiration! I consider it an honor to have worked with them and I look forward to working with their family well into the future. They have given so much, I was very pleased that the world got an opportunity to give back to them!!

It was fitting for them to have the honor of the inaugural wedding at The Smith Center of The Performing Arts, who’s mission is a sense of community, education, and inspiration for all!

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The Bride

Elizabeth, was abandoned as a newborn at the Reno International Airport. She was then blesssed to be adopted by loving parents who made her their world.
She went on to have a wonderful Track & Field career and graduated from Wooster High School in Reno, NV. She then attended UNLV where she ultimately earned a Bachelors of Science degree in International Business with a minor in Japanese, and later a Master of Science degree in Public Administration.
In 2004 Elizabeth proudly served as Miss Nevada in the Prestigious Miss America system. She translated her social platform into a career through passionate advocacy for children who have been abandoned, abused and/or neglected. She worked with Boys Town Nevada and Boys Town USA for nearly 5 years before leaving to join the team at the Epicurean Charitable Foundation, where she currently serves as Executive Director.

The Groom

Nate, a Bishop Gorman graduate earned an appointment to the United States Military Academy at West Point. His Senior year he was elected to serve as the Black Knight’s Football Team Captain and was honored to serve as a representative of such an elite and heroic brotherhood.
After graduating from West Point Nate entered and graduated from the U.S. Army’s Ranger School. Upon completion of the program, he learned that his life would change forever – he was going to become a father.
When Nate was awarded full custody of his son in 2002, his priorities shifted to his ultimate purpose and passion – his son. His commitment and goal in life became being the best single father possible.
Nate works with Terumo, a Japanese-based medical device company. Most recently he coached his son’s football and basketball teams.

Our individual stories and accomplishments have culminated in the creation of two people who are perfect for each other. We had found rewarding and purposeful lives before one another. However, it wasn’t until a mutual friend, Dustin Plumadore introduced us that our lives became complete by discovering true love and seeing God’s purpose for our lives. In the years we’ve been together, our love has shown itself through both various adventures and challenges.

We have built our relationship on a foundation of faitih, friendship, love and trust which will stand the test of time.As our love story enters the next chapter, we look forward to sharing this blessing with the family and friends who helped us get to the places we are now.

On September 24, 2011 Nate and Elizabeth celebrated their two year anniversary. The night began with an amazing dinner and when they returned home, Nate requested that Liz wait downstairs. When Nate came down he took her by the hand and led her upstairs, where she was greeted by a sea of rose petals and candles glowing everywhere. In the background, meaningful songs from their relationship played.

They began to slow dance and when their song, “The Story” began to play they discussed how much they loved their relationship and each other. It wasn’t until Nate dropped to one knee that Liz understood what was happening. He asked her then and there, and she enthusiastically said, “yes”. As they danced to “The Story”, a new chapter in their own story had begun.

Congratulations Nate & Elizabeth!!

A huge Thank You is due to all who worked on this one!!

Venue – The Smith Center

Cinematographer – Something New Films

DJ – DJ Harry O

Makeup – Amelia C & Co

Hair – Jocette Wilbanks

Event Coordination – LTevention

Catering – Culinary Arts Catering

Photographers – I brought in a few more great eyes for this one, thank you so much Adam Frazier & Chelsy Cardin!!

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Brian & Xyline

Ron — Thu, 08 Mar 2012 21:17:23 +0000

Brooks & Jennifer

Ron — Tue, 17 Jan 2012 15:19:44 +0000

Jennifer was born and raised in Annapolis, MD and attended Broadneck High School. She went on to college at the University of Maryland College Park and is currently studying to be a Doctor of Physical Therapy at Washington University School of Medicine in St. Louis. Jen enjoys spending time with her family, Ravens football, being the number 1 seed in Cranium, beating her brothers in fantasy football, going to Camden Yards, and, of course, anything that has to do with Brooks.

Brooks was born in Pensacola, FL and attended Broadneck High School. He went on to college at the University of Maryland College Park where he was an All-American punter for the Terrapins. He also had the opportunity to play for the Chicago Bears and the New England Patriots. Brooks currently works as a Regional Coordinator for Under Armour in Baltimore, MD. He enjoys Orioles baseball, traveling, dominating fantasy sports, tailgating, and making Jen laugh.

Brooks and Jen have known each other for a long time. They met in high school when Brooks was playing sports with Jen’s older brother, Jason. Brooks would come over to the Burton house, eat buckets of cereal, and play video games for hours on end…Jen fell in love. Brooks went off to college and they remained friends over the years. In the Winter of 2006, Brooks finally asked Jen out and they have been inseparable since.

It was Christmas Eve at the Burton house and the entire family was together for the holiday. Everybody was eating, drinking, and enjoying the company when Brooks started gathering people in the kitchen. I didn’t notice when Brooks went to get the shoebox he had wrapped in gold paper a few days earlier and put in the living room (wondering what was in the box for 3 days was torture for me). He came into the kitchen holding the box and asked if I wanted to open a present. He took me down into the family room with everybody watching as I opened the box to find a couple dozen ring pops, a framed picture of us, and a hand-written letter. He told me to read the letter out loud, which I did with my voice cracking and eyes filling with tears and at the end of the beautiful letter it read: “I just have one question to ask you”. Brooks reached into the Christmas tree to retrieve a small black box, he came over to me, got down on one knee, at which point everybody started cheering, he opened the box to reveal the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen and asked: “Will you please marry me?”. I shoved the ring on my finger probably before he could get the words out of his mouth and said yes!

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Wedding Crashers.. shooo!

Venue: Hyatt Regency – Lake Tahoe – Lauren Hall

Hair: Sierra Bella Salon – Nick Augustine

Makeup: Artistry by Andrea – Andrea White

DJ: Leep Entertainment

Floral: Thran’s Flowers

Officiant: David Beronio

Decor: Red Carpet Events

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Zeeshan & Alli

Ron — Mon, 16 Jan 2012 20:18:07 +0000

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Brian & Xyline

Ron — Sat, 07 Jan 2012 21:55:59 +0000

Reception Venue: Corinthian Event Center

Ceremony Venue: Five Wounds

Wedding Planner: weddingNESS – Vanessa Dela Cruz

Videographer: Imperial Productions – Vinny Minton

Flowers: H&L Flowers

Hair & Makeup: designHERimage – Tiffany Chiang

Officiant: Willy Manrique

Stage Lighting: Craig DeManty

DJ: James Borillo, Poasa Vai

Photo Booth: The Laugh Box

Cake: Bijan Bakery

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Cody & Heather

Ron — Sat, 07 Jan 2012 17:31:43 +0000

From the Bride:

We first met on the school bus in middle school. We knew who each other was but never hung out or really even spoke.

We reconnected at the Sports Page December 23rd, 2007 and Cody followed me around with a cheesy grin telling me there was “NO WAY” I could resist it. We walked down the street to another place and it was freezing… Cody looked down at me and said, “It’s really cold! …. If it wasn’t so cold I would let you wear my jacket.” – He never did let me wear his jacket.

He was 4 HOURS late to our first date because he was working, or so he says, and it was NEW YEARS EVE!

He never kissed me at midnight because he had a “strep throat,” which in fact turned out to be positive when he went to the doctor the next day. I never knew about the sore throat until 2 days later… I just thought he didn’t want to kiss me.

The first time I made him dinner… I didn’t really make the dinner. I had my mom and little brother prepare enchilada’s the night before and the next day when I got home from work I threw it in the oven so he would heat up and make my apartment smell amazing. He just kept telling me how great of a cook I was and my response was, “You have no idea!”

From The Groom:

Heather and I recognized how close we had become early in our relationship, the problem is that we are both very stubborn. In fact we had dated and lived together for a while before we even told eachother “I love you” all because neither of us wanted to say it first.

Heather told me on our first or second date that she would never be with a guy for more than a year without getting engaged. After a year it became a year and a half. After that it became 2. After 2 it was never mentioned again. I had been planning on proposing but I had to wait her out.

It didn’t take long for me to realize I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Heather. I think she knew I was in it for the long haul when I met her parents for the second or third time. On that visit her mom mentioned that “she would love grandkids… Sooner rather than later” and then followed with asking “if we were interested in Heathers younger brothers crib and they could store it until we needed it”. I should have been scared but all I thought was, wow her family must think I’m an alright guy.

The Proposal!!

I planned a special little vacation to Seaside/Cannon Beach, Oregon. I planned the whole thing out, but of course things don’t always go as planned. I had planned on the sunset proposal on the beach after a nice dinner, but unfortunately that didn’t seem to work out. The sunset at Cannon Beach was perfect, the weather was great but the 10,000 other people on the beach around us including a big wedding not far up the beach, didn’t seem like the right setting. We made our way back to Seaside, where our hotel was, (now completely dark) and I suggested we go and sit out on the beach. We took a blanket down and sat under the moonlight for a while before I eventually popped the question. It really couldn’t have turned out any better.

It was so nice to be back in Washington in such a beautiful time of year. Just like me, Heather & Cody are pretty big on Seattle sports, especially baseball! At the rehearsal they both sported proper schwag. And yes, the rehearsal bouquet is a paper plate with Christmas ribbons lol!

The rehearsal dinner afterwards was an a amazing setting, right out of a Lifetime movie!

The wedding day arrived, and after my mandatory Starbucks run I was off to hang out with the girls and take pictures of hair & makeup for 5 hours….. OR WAS I?!! Not when there’s a park full of Hemis!

The groomsmen, dads and myself made a nice slow lap of the park taking in the history while trying not to drool too much.

Guys, if any of your significants have a speeding problem this is a great gift!

Well I was off to the venue to get settled in.

Private residences are one of the most amazing places for weddings, the personal touches are in abundance and creativity blossoms without the restrictions of a ballroom. For sweets a family member whipped up a dozen or so cheesecakes, and I did my part on the Reese’s one, take my word for it!

The rain stayed far away, and the clouds provided a spectacular sunset.

Congrats guys, hope you had a blast! Wow, what a party, I left after 1am and they were still jammin! (Yet another plus of a private residence, no end-time!) Keep all our picture spots top secret

Ron is a Las Vegas Wedding Photographer, Seattle Wedding Photographer, San Diego Wedding Photographer, specializing in unique and alternative wedding photography, engagement photography, and lifestyle photography. Ron is based on the US West Coast, and available worldwide as a destination wedding photographer.

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