Same too sometimes, though I can never remember it's St Anthony so tend to go for Michael instead and hope!
Freakiest one was losing my flat keys in New York (and suitcase key!), searched everywhere to comments from my ex who I was with. Phoned the concierge, restaurant we'd been in, no joy. Went through the scanner at the Empire State building the next day and my stuff came through out the airport like scanner...with my keys sat on top!!! Was a bit freaked until ex confessed he had just found them in his pocket!