According to the latest statistics, one-fifth of Facebook users are Baby Boomers. Although our ranks on Facebook aren't growing as fast as they were a couple of years ago, especially compared to younger people, we're still a major presence there. We need to be. It's the only place we can keep track of everyone. It provides pictures along with names, which e-mail doesn't. Let's face it, it’s the best memory aid known to Boomers.
I love it for that and for other reasons. As the following exchange of messages shows, even the most innocent posting spreads out into cyberspace like a rock in a pond and blossoms into advice, insight, and — best of all — serendipity.
I am sitting here trying to get the string to my sweatshirt hood back through its holes. Shouldn't there be a machine for this?
There is. It's called: fingers!
Oh, the warranty expired on those YEARS ago. Part of the problem that Gus is here helping me. He is torn between wanting to be in my lap and playing with the string itself.
Hire someone to do the tedious work. Why should you be bothered?
Attach a safety pin to one end of the string, which will give you something to grab onto as you thread it through.
What Eva said - use as big a safety pin as you can find. Or give up, and entertain the cat. :)
I actually had to do this several times over the last several years and the answer is the safety pin but not necessarily the largest one. It depends on the design of the clothing you are trying to restore. Trust me on this one, some patience required.
Try your knitting needles!
Megan Diehm Gebhardt
You could pay me to do it! You know, there are experts for everything....
Ixnay on the knitting needles . . .
Mary Schaefer Mercogliano
This must be an ancient sweatshirt - can't buy them any more because of strangulation concerns - you should see the recalls the CPSC puts out on an almost daily basis recalling hooded sweatshirts with drawstrings. Savor your antique :)
Wait ... I know Howard, and I know Eva. How do Howard and Eva know each other????
Wait, Martie . . . how do you know Howard? He and I have worked together frequently (albeit usually remotely) over the years, both of us being editorial freelancers in the high-tech field.
Tie one end of the string to a cat, put the hoody on the cat, gently place one paw of the kitty in the opening of the string portal, then light the cat on fire.
Paula Pierce Crockett
Let Gus have the string and buy yourself a new sweatshirt!
Eva, Howard and I went to school together. Howard, Eva and I have played together in symphony and theater.
You're all hilarious, especially those of you who suggested Gus help out. Because serendipity rules the world, I found a foot-long twist tie on the kitchen table (I still don't know where it came from) and pushed that through ... with patience. Problem solved. I will try not to strangle myself.
Amy Helen Johnson
Hey, I like the sound of that for a New Year's Resolution, Howard -- try not to strangle myself. I'm certain I shall be more successful at that than eating less sugar and exercising more.
Eva, I didn't know you knew Howard! Small world!