[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I happily assign my mother. I love my mother. A lot. Because she very intentionally started pulling food out of the grocery bags. The first thing was a half pound of turkey. Eew, dead bird. The second was a half pound of roast beef. Eew, dead mammal. And then... and then...

Whole wheat wraps, hummus, spinach, tomatoes, peppers, onions, and bean sprouts! Mmm... *drool*

I also assign finding and purchasing cheap plane tickets (yay!) and the word 'Reykjavik' at 2:30 AM.