Last year I went to Seattle to celebrate my 30th birthday. When I packed for the trip, I re-loaded my ipod with a bunch of music to entertain me as I flew, rode buses and strolled around the city. It was great but somewhere on that trip my ipod disappeared. I feared the worst because I had been on crowded buses and in stores and thought maybe someone picked my pocket. It made me sad, but I moved on. For Christmas that year my mom gave me a sweet new ipod touch (that later was stolen by one of my devious students...). Today I was in my bedroom amidst the chaos of unpacked luggage and spied something peculiar on the floor. It was a red mesh pouch with an ipod and headphones neatly tucked inside, the same ipod and heaphones that disappeared over a year ago. I have no idea where they have been hiding, but I'm guessing it has something to do with a secret compartment in the luggage my husband was using, because I swear I searched everywhere. I feel old, but I sure am happy that now that one ipod really was stolen I still have another full of good music to listen to. Have you ever had something disappear on you, only to reappear much later?