UM.

Got a package in my mailbox this afternoon. Based on its size, I assumed it was the set of pens I ordered as a Christmas gift for my boss. Then I realized the return address read "The Hungry Asian" rather than the anticipated "Knock Knock Stuff".

I don't always remember everything, but I think I would remember if I was expecting something from someone called "The Hungry Asian"!

It just got weirder once I opened the box - a beautifully tissue-wrapped little parcel with a handwritten note thanking me for "my support".

No idea.

Anyway, it turned out to contain these two lovely handmade nail polishes, which I vaguely remember having seen at some point, but DO NOT remember purchasing. They don't show on my Etsy history, or my Paypal transaction list...I have this terrible paranoid feeling that I might've inadvertently engaged in some sort of high-tech 21st-century shoplifting. Best case scenario: this is just one more excellent example of why I'm not allowed to drink unless or until I've hidden all my credit cards from myself.

I'd better get back to scouring my financial records.

On the plus side, I'm very excited about having two new, completely unexpected bottles of polish!