Meals were going

okay, until they weren't. After my last post, we went to Fadi's to pick up a bunch of different things for me to try. I wasn't really crazy about it. It might have scared me off. I think I tried all the stuff and then ran for the hills. It wasn't great. I didn't like it, really. Since then, I haven't been doing the best as far as Mediterranean eating goes.

I did have my appointment with the rheumatologist. He didn't seem to think I had anything but did another round of bloodwork. I'm waiting to hear back from them now. I actually lost track of time and was thinking it was next Thursday. Yesterday was the day. I did see my results online, but I need them to explain it all. Like with most situations, I am immediately jumping to the worst conclusions. You'd never know, but I really am working on all this anxiety and worrying. 

So, back to the mediterranean food. I picked some figs and started to make a small batch of preserves. I got distracted with cleaning the refrigerator and burned them. 

As far as the art journaling goes, I've been practicing with faces. Let's just say I need a lot more. Maybe faces just aren't my thing and never will be.

Here's a peek. I won't show too much because it just isn't any good. Like, at all.

Okay.  That's it for now. Maybe my next post will bring awesome news.

(prayers, fingers crossed, and all the good vibes being accepted)