What follows is my version of a Nancy Drew mystery, only dorkier:
It all started when I found a box from Target on my doorstep. "I didn't order anything from Target," I thought as I brought it inside. But since it was addressed to me, I felt okay about opening it.
Inside the box was a George Foreman grill. No card, no note, nothing at all to explain it's unexpected arrival. (I looked about 5 times, just to be sure.) Just a packing slip, with a billing address in Taipei. I don't know anybody in Taipei.
Remembering vaguely that I'd put something like that on our registry, which was indeed at Target, I logged on to check. Yep -- "Requested: 1" ... "Received: 1". Bingo! But their website doesn't show you who purchases the items you receive. I searched the box again ... nope, definitely nothing to identify its sender other than that packing slip. And I still didn't know anybody in Taipei.
I sent a text to Mr. UB, who graciously took time out of his raiding to discuss the matter.
Me: I think we just got our 1st wedding gift, but there's no card so WhoTF?
Him: Ha! What is it? Maybe we can guess.
Me: George Foreman grill.
Him: We registered for that?
Me: Apparently. There's a billing address in Taipei. WAIT - you know someone there!!
Him: No I don't.
Me: Your parents went to a wedding there. Showed us all the pics at Xmas?
Him: Oh yeah. I don't think they'd send a gift, tho.
Me: "sender's name"
Him: OMG! That's totally her! Wow - how nice!
So apparently we've received our first wedding gift, from the woman who was an exchange student in Mr. UB's house when he was in 6th grade. His Parents went to her wedding a few months back, and she got us a present when she heard the news. (Side note: I guess people have found our website, and its "working".)
So now we can grill stuff and have the fat drain away, all thanks to a formerly overweight heavyweight boxer.
My favorite part is that it's called "The Next Grilleration," with the font & everything. I feel like I should tell my friend Wil.
In other Mail News, the UPS guy brought me this today:
Chapter 2 of my Christmas present from Mr. UB: Cheese of the Month Club. I have the best fiance ever.