Card sharks

November 22, 2012
I must be a Jewkes if I'm posting a picture of my card game victory instead of the gluttony eaten earlier in the day with 27 of my family members.

Oh sure the turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, veggies, rolls, and pie was awesome. And the company wasn't so bad either.

But the real memory this Thanksgiving came after everyone went home and I told my Dad to break out the Hell cards.

Then I was out voted. Pffff. Everyone wanted to play a game of strategy, Pitch, instead of a profanity-laced, hand slapping, no mercy game of Solitaire on crack cocaine.

Fine.

After relentless harassment about my inability to remember the rules of Pitch (let alone possible strategies), I was about ready to throw in my cards and call it quits. I really don't like Pitch. But then I was dealt a hand I knew I could get at least three points with. I decided to shut everyone up and break out the big guns.

Strategy this family... not only did I get my three big points, but I went on to sweep all seven game points and come from behind to tie for first place overall. All with a single hand! Boom!

Who's the card shark now?

(After my shocking win, everyone gave in and played a few rounds of Hell... ah, I love my family!)