35 and counting

Never having had to deal with this myself, I do what I can to help others with their break-ups. Somebody *cough* Laura *cough* has recently come to this point in her life and I am the shoulder to (metaphorically) cry on. The past 46 hours I have been with her for about 35 of them. It began Thursday night with a movie. Yesterday started with breakfast at 9:30 and lasted until 12:45 pm. In that time we did homework, followed by watching an unhealthy amount of "Friends," occasionally mentioning how we were semi-losers being curled up on the couch all day with gummy worms and the remote. She is currently sitting next to me, thanking me for introducing her to Pinterest as we continue our homework and watching the snowstorm outside. Until next time...

*Bridget*