Green Bay, Wis...

It is a tradition in our family to make an annual trip to "Title Town, USA" to cheer on the Packers. When I was a kid we didn't have enough money to actually see a game at Lambeau Field, so my dad would take us to pre-season training camp and we would wait in line for hours so my brother could get autographs of all his favorite players.



We always eat dinner at the Prime Quarter, where you choose your own steak from the fridge and then grill it yourself on huge charcoal pits.




The next morning, we wake up early to head to the parking lot adjacent to Lambeau to do some serious tail-gating. This involves drinking beer and eating brats, sauerkraut, potato salad and baked beans before 10am on a Sunday morning. My mom used to make us go to church first. Over the years I think we've been to every Catholic church in the greater Green Bay area.




Obviously, my mom has changed since I've become a responsible adult. We didn't go to church this year. Instead, my mom is doing Jello shots. I've never ever done a Jello shot. (Take note that someone is giving my dad bunny ears in this picture....)






The "Packer-lope"....(yes, those are antlers on his helmet.)







Support the Green Bay legend....donate your bra.






The polka band that tours the parking lot taking requests... My mom and I danced to "Roll out the Barrel".





Despite standing in the rain for three hours, I can honestly say that this is a tradition I will never tire of. Plus, the Packers won, 17-14! Go, Pack, Go!!!!