One Christmas, I was busy wrapping the zillion presents I needed to get wrapped as well as packaging a bunch for shipping. I get half way through, and can't find the scotch tape...black hole! I go fetch another roll of tape and continue on my quest. After sealing about four more shipping packages, I get ready to start on the next pile and now can't find the scissors! Of course, black hole again. So I fetch another pair of scissors and complete the task. For days and days I searched for the scissors (they were a favorite) to no avail. The tape I didn't care about. Well Christmas day comes and I get two very special phone calls. My mother-in-law called and asked me why I included scissors in with her sweater??? DUH. Can you guess what my sister asked me about her scarf when she opened it! That's where the other end of the black hole is, in case you're wondering. Do you need either one of their numbers?