My brother and sister-in-law host a fabulous Christmas party every year. December 18, 2019, I ventured over to their home ready for a fun evening sipping cocktails and chatting with familiar faces. I was shocked when this new guy entered the home that I’ve never seen before. Red flannel, brown boots, and his very own 4-pack of beer and snacks (he didn’t want to take from hosts he didn’t know). He walked into the home, head down, looked nervous, and walked straight to his friend Rachel. I immediately pulled my sister-in-law aside and asked who this newcomer was. She told me that his name was Marshall and he was one of Rachel’s best friends. After a few minutes of working up the courage to say hi, my sister-in-law gave me a full glass of wine and said lets go meet him. BUT, when we got over to Marshall, she conveniently “forgot her wine” in the kitchen, leaving me and Marshall awkwardly staring at each other until I broke the silence and asked…. “So, are you a Green Bay Packers fan?” How else do you break the ice? To this day, it was my favorite Christmas party EVER. He is also NOT a packer fan, so crisis averted.