So here’s the thing. I get sick a lot. I get sick at inopportune moments. Christmas with the in-laws. Husband coming home from the hospital. Best friend recovering from surgery. And I’m sick. I go through transient periods where I don’t get sick for two or three months at a stretch and I think the curse is broken. I really thought maybe P90X and the strict diet would make the difference. But no. There was a ninety-six degree heat advisory today, and I dare you to guess what I had for dinner. Yep, that’s right. Chicken soup and oatmeal. And it was delicious.