This was just about the strangest Chistmas ever. We didn’t open presents, or have a nice sitdown dinner as a family. Nope. Instead, we awoke rather late for Christmas, pastor’s Eve-service message still ringing in our ears, and piled in the car to drive to Green Bay. That’s right – we spent Christmas with the Packers at Lambeau field.<\/p>\n
\nYou see, a few weeks back my mother-in-law won two tickets to the Packer’s game at her work Christmas party. We were all really excited. Jodi and I were going to tailgate while mom and dad enjoyed the game in their skybox. All-in-all, not a bad way to spend Christmas. Then Jodi and I got sick, and tailgating stopped looking like fun and more a way to cultivate pneumonia. Instead, we did a little grilling on a portable grill my sister got us for our wedding, bid farewell to everybody with tickets, and walked the short distance to a buffalo wings venue near Lambeau. We enjoyed the game in comfort over plates of hot wings, pina coladas, and a few pints of beer. It’s no ham and stuffing, but it was a darn fine way to spend a holiday.<\/p>\n
\nThis was, for me, a quintessential Wisconsin Christmas. Brats, snow, the Packers, family, and the most friendly total strangers in all the world. Too bad the Packers lost to “da Bears”…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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