so i totally rocked my muscle practical test last week.
which means i know where almost all the major muscles are on a cat (and can spell them)--
what was cool about it was i studied little-by-little until test day. novel concept, huh?
the fact that every single part of my anatomy class leaves me wanting more, helps.

so studied a little bit the morning of the test, over a cappucino & ben neill, then i drove to class, refusing to open my books//one last glance\i just prayed.
i did all i could do, i recited and memorized & i knew that to regergitate all the information in my brain i would need my helper-the Spirit.

'ok, Lord, you know i've studied this, you know this is a passion of mine-i believe you've given me this oppurtunity.
i pray that you be glorified through my success on this. i know you're with me! help me to rely on you.'

and what happened has never really happened in my entire school career.
i literally did not have to 'dig' for the answers. i looked @ the muscle, i looked @ the tissue slide, i knew them. all 70.

(praise God)

i'm a cooking machine these days! i made a coconut milk soup with jalapeno peppers and chicken for dinner tomorrow.
i'm putting it over brown rice & serving it with a salad. haven't decided what kind.
made oatmeal muffins & sauteed tempeh with soy, pineapple & red bell peppers for a snack.
i got a food processor from my grandma--via my sister jessica who just visited her.

God literally answered a prayer of mine:
'Lord, please, can you figure out a way to get me a food processor, seeing that it is the most amazing, useful kitchen utensil & you know i cannot afford it?'
it was just SITTING THERE after they left on sunday night.