i lose things. i lose things a lot. maybe more accurately, i don't lose things as much as i am horrible at finding things. that's it. i can never find things. so it is steve who often comes to my rescue. he is the master finder of all things. and the things he is looking for most are my hair ties. with short hair now they fall out everywhere. and if i don't lose them, i break them, which has left steve constantly hunting for my two remaining hair ties, day in and day out. well, i think he finally got fed up with it because my day two gift was two packages of hair ties. i now have forty eight brand new hair ties to lose. life is good.