I have been significantly sick 4 times this year: once each time I went on vacation, plus once on my birthday. Nathan, on the other hand, has maintained a low but basically constant level of illness throughout the year.


Having finished all the Jello in the apartment and frustrated by the lack of other sick-person-appropriate breakfast options, I turned to the only faithful food supply we had and cracked open a fortune cookie from my end-of-year teacher gifts. The fortune inside read, “A bit more fresh air and healthy food.” Guess that means no more fortune cookies.