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Picture Picture: Aden

This is the only photo of us that we could agree upon as “Facebook worthy.” 🙂

I met Aden years ago while we were working in Birmingham. I was the editor of the company magazine and she was my pesky intern. Our friendship was far from instantaneous. Both shameful perfectionists, we butted heads regularly and I’m certain caused one another more than a few bouts of tears in the office bathroom. Aden was the only intern during my reign at the company to land a full-time job after her tenure. Over time we started dropping by one another’s office to check in. Initially we discussed the editorial calendar. Then she started asking for updates on my cat, Yum Yum, who was a regular topic in my office full of new moms. The more we talked the more I realized how much I had in common with this woman and the more I looked forward to these doorway chats.

Over the years Aden has become one of my closest friends. I honestly can’t imagine life without her friendship, wit and fabulous sense of style. Today Aden is an unwavering supporter of my journey through infertility. She is always available if I need to cry, yell or talk about something unrelated to my reproductive parts. She was horrified when we lost Pip and tried desperately to make it to Kentucky to help me pick up the pieces. Unfortunately life, work and financials can be cruel and her visit took several months. This weekend she flew in and we spent our first time together in nearly two years. We had wine, cooked delicious food (including muffins and cookies!), had many laughs and explored some Kentucky sights. I cried after taking her to the airport: 20% tears of sadness at seeing her go and 80% tears of joy for knowing I have such a great friend in my life.

Here are a few photos from our Sunday adventure to the Kentucky Horse Park to watch the final day of the Kentucky Hunter Jumper competition. The horses were stunning, the male riders had delightful bums, the jumping was shocking and the farts that emanate from a running horses butt had us in stitches as we attempted failed to act like the mature ladies we are supposed to be.

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  1. August 28, 2012

    Sounds like you had a great weekend! More of those are always needed. And amazing photos of the horses, in action!! I’d be giggling over the horse farts too.

  2. August 28, 2012

    That sounds amazing, Belle! I’m so glad you have such a wonderful friend–I know you’ve been having a really rough time lately, and you definitely deserve such a great weekend :o) Also, your “facebook worthy” photo is adorable.

  3. August 28, 2012

    Beautiful ladies! And what the hell Belle – I thought you were supposed to be fat and gross these days? I’d say you look better than me on an everyday no extra weight, no baby loss day!

  4. August 28, 2012

    Great photos from a great weekend. How wonderful to have such a good friend

  5. August 29, 2012

    Horses farts. Hee.

    I’m so glad you have such a friend in your life. Go, friends!

  6. August 31, 2012

    So great to have such a special friend! Beautiful pictures. I would probably be laughing at all the horse farts too hehehe!

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