While in CA over the holidays I lost my hat. The hat I wore daily because it fit my big head perfectly. It was on the first night out in San Francisco, out in the Haight celebrating my birthday with friends and many pitchers of Sangria. Somewhere along the way, either on the way home for the night or the next day on our walk to the CalTrain station, I lost it. It fell out of my coat pocket and has not been seen since. I really hope that it has found its way on to someone's head. It is just way to warm and cozy to be laying in a gutter somewhere.