You may giggle quietly among yourselves.
So I’m no stranger to catalog and mail order. I love receiving packages, and I figure, heck, it just may work. That said, my most recent purchase came in today. It’s a package of eight terra cotta balls (each about the size of a malted milk ball) which contain seeds for a lovely hummingbird/butterfly garden. You just “place on ground in full sun DON’T BURY!”, keep moist, and “soon you will enjoy bouquets of wildflower blossoms!” Laugh all you want. I’ll just be enjoying my lovely garden.But here’s the funny. It’s the invoice. And I hope it shows up on my credit card statement, so that Mr. Nerd can ponder the significance before asking me if there’s anything I need to tell him. On the invoice, in all caps, it says I purchased “HUMMBUTT SEEDBALLZ.”