Shoot the moon

A little bit of today and a little bit of this weekend that I forgot to post.

Notice the playing cards illusions? Playing cards were a big part of my childhood. My family was always playing a game with a deck of cards, whether it was go-fish when we were younger to Euchre once we started getting initiated into the big-leagues. Whatever your game, you love a good deck of cards. You know you do. 

Whenever my cousins and I would play Hearts, I would always try to shoot the moon. No matter what was in my hand, I was all or nothing, going big or going home, hammering out those cards. Of course, they catch on right away that I was trying to shoot the moon, and they foil my plans. But sometimes, I would manage it with the most bogus hand you've ever seen. I just loved the feeling of not only winning, but winning. You know? Like I-beat-literally-all-of-you-and-shot-the-freakin'-moon. How much better can it get. 

Anyway, lately I've been fascinated with playing cards, their history, and the designs on them. Did you know that the deck of playing cards originated in China? Who knew? Not me, until I learned it. 

Happy Monday!