Watching a good friend going through a divorce is tough. I can't imagine being her. And being a non expert of the subject, I resorted to the most obvious thing a girlfriend can do to help lessen the pain.

I took her to the mall for a shopping spree.

And by gosh... it worked. Well,... of course not entirely, but it worked. And I guess, deeper than that, as we roamed in the mall, we talked, and the combination of those two yielded a very good result.
Sometimes the dry joke of life is dryer than Sahara. As I just bought a house with my boyfriend, she's selling her house and splitting it with her soon-to-be-ex-husband.
But she marches through, and I'll be holding her hand till the end.

OH HOLY COW,... I'm so in the wrong city!
I don't belong in Bolingbrook, IL. According to this, I belong in London.

You Belong in London

A little old fashioned, and a little modern. A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock. A unique soul like you needs a city that offers everything. No wonder you and London will get along so well.

What City Do You Belong In?