This computer age has turned us into people who hardly ever write with a pencil or pen. I didn't realize how much until I began practicing left-hand writing. I don't remember when the last time was that I wrote a letter in my own handwriting. I used to keep written diaries. Now I type out a blog entry on my computer. When I think about it, the only things I write are grocery lists and checks.
Now you're probably thinking, "Who writes checks in this day and age?"
Well, I do. I had been paying my bills online for many years, but as I get older and my mind gets feebler, I find it's safer for me to pay by check. Yes, stamps are expensive, and most companies charge a little more if you're not paying online. But somehow, paying by mail works better for me. Here's the thing that first made me decide to go back to the old-fashioned way of paying bills: Cliff is positive he'll die before I do, while I know very well that anybody can unexpectedly give up the ghost at any time. And if I'm the first one to go, he will be paying the bills. There's no way he could pay bills online... let's face it, I have to check library books out for him on the iPad. He knows how to do a Google search, and that's about the extent of his computer skills. It isn't that he couldn't learn it, but he doesn't really want to. His brain is full of tractor parts and such, and he's probably afraid he'd lose some of that if he had to make room in his head for computer stuff.
And just so you know, we've never liked debit cards, although I don't even remember why.
What does this have to do with the letter Z?
Well, I'm still practicing my left-handed writing every day. I write a few sentences, then I write the whole alphabet in cursive, capital letter and small letters.
By the way, where did the word "cursive" come from? I never heard it until my children reached a certain age: Maybe it was in second grade they began learning "handwriting" which is what I called it all my life, and they came home calling it cursive. When I went to school we were never taught to print. At the age of five, we just started writing in cursive.
But I digress. Throughout my years of writing, in that time before personal computers arrived, I can now see I made my own shortcuts. The second time I wrote the alphabet with my left hand, I realized I was taking the lazy way out on certain letters, and had been for most of my life. The most noticeable letter was Z. If the first word in a sentence started with Z, I printed the Z and then carried on in cursive for the remainder of the word. And as I did my printed Z, I somehow remembered that there is a different way to write a capital Z; however, I couldn't recall for the life of me how it was done. So I googled "cursive alphabet" and got this:
Wow, look at that crazy Z. Believe it or not, when I first saw it, I remembered having trouble with it as a kid. I've noticed other examples of my laziness when writing. I leave off the little wing at the beginning of H, M, N, U, V, and Y. The capitol letter Q is another strange one I'd forgotten.
Obviously, none of this matters much, as long as a person can read my writing, but for my leftie practice, I'm trying to do it properly. My left-handed writing still looks shaky, and it's slow going. I need to get pencil that gives me darker writing.
About that Petty-Aunt Pie: It may have been something I did wrong, or perhaps it was my oven (which won't even brown biscuits on the top without burning the bottoms of them), but while the taste of the pie is good, the bottom crust got soggy by the second day. If any of my readers try it, let me know if that happens to you. Cliff said it isn't as good as regular apple pie anyway, and I tend to agree.
It will be interesting to see how crowded the stores are this year on this Black Friday during a pandemic. I've only gone out on Black Friday once in my life. It was kind of fun then, but it wouldn't be now, even without a pandemic.