I'm flat-out laughing.
So, the FedEx delivery truck pulls into the driveway, the driver appears at our door with a smallish box. Huh? I wasn't expecting anything, but the label has my name clearly and correctly printed on it. Okay. Thank the driver and head inside to open the mystery delivery.
The package is overall about 9x12 and perhaps an inch thick. I opened it to discover a (what?!) seashell bra
I certainly don't remember ordering such a thing but, to be thorough, I went to my Amazon account to see if it showed up there as an open order. Nope. Then I checked my credit card. Not there either.
So, to be completely thorough, I called Amazon customer service and talked to a fellow there. Told him of my situation and, after he stifled a bit of a laugh, he checked and said no such item was showing up, in site of my giving him all the numbers on the shipping labels on the box. We both got a hearty laugh out of the puzzle and he told me to, um, dispose of the item as I saw fit.
Well, you know what? It's nearly Halloween, our anniversary is on Halloween, Glenn will be gone all day today helping his son and I have a feeling he'll need a little pick-me-up when he gets home.