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Colleen LeMasters

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Since August is shaping up to be quite the month, I figured I should do a quick recap of the last 2 weeks in July before I’m behind even more than right now.

I suppose it goes without saying that living back in Napa almost brought my New Orleans-style social life to  screeching halt…until I started going to Chef’s Market with MTG, which is how I met my a good portion of the people with whom I have been spending my time.

It took me 27 years, but I suppose I have a pretty solid crew of adult friends now, as opposed to the multiple circles of friends I’ve always had (and still have!). I mean, I’m pretty sure that if the Tom Foolery was still open, we would totally have a team for beach volleyball and adult beverages on a Friday night. Since the sand volleyball courts are riverside, and therefore flood often, we have a team that rules at Washers and Ladder Golf instead.

We do some pretty fun stuff together, like celebrate the birthday of My Buddy (as G will now and forever be known).

The 30th was spent (mostly) in MTG’s backyard, where we BBQ-ed, played Ladder Golf and participated in shenanigans, as evidenced by the below:

Two smiling women in a kitchen holding drinks, one in a floral dress and the other with a yellow flower in her hair.
The first time I had seen KK in literally months
Three people play ladder toss in a grassy backyard, two white PVC ladder targets and a woman mid-throw with bolas.
This is ladder golf
Four smiling women standing arm‑in‑arm in a backyard, casually dressed, one holding a drink, with trees and a shed behind them.
Love these girls!
Two smiling women standing close indoors, one wearing a blue T‑shirt with a cartoon logo and holding a bottle, the other in a dark jacket
Lisa & me. I'm pretty sure that, together, we can move mountains.
Couple at dinner; woman hugs and kisses smiling man from behind over plates, beer bottles, and blue lanterns.
Me & the Birthday Boy

We kept My Buddy’s birthday festivities going with a trip to the Rivercats game a few days later, with MTG and Matt accompanying us to watch the A’s prospects. We got helmet sundaes, which is always a good choice and had great seats that we only cost us a grand total of $26 (I ♥ minor league games!) We got to see A’s top prospects Chris Carter and Michael Taylor and Carter, I was just informed, will be making his MLB debut tonight, so that wasn’t all bad.

Smiling man with sunglasses on his head taking a selfie; woman on left looking at him and smiling, stadium seats behind.
It's an ice cream bowl, it's a helmet AND hours of entertainment
Couple smiling in stadium seats at night; woman in green San Francisco sweatshirt, baseball field and scoreboard behind them.
My USF sweatshirt was as close to A's colors as I was getting

The Rivercats game was a lot of fun and I hope we go back again this season (that is a hint, Buddy)

Later in the week, we all got together for the last Chef’s Market of the season and decided that it was only appropriate to take photos of the last of our weekly outings to downtown Napa. These were the results that came from photos taken from our prime people-watching spot that is the lamp post in front of what used to be the First Squeeze Cafe:

Crowded street fair: smiling man in striped polo and serious man stand behind two women leaning back, one with a plaid cap.
MTG, Matt-don't-move-to-Bend-Mohorovich, Morgan and G, who looks less-than-thrilled that I'm taking this picture
Two women smiling at an outdoor street event, one wearing a plaid hat and holding a cup, the other hugging her from behind.
Yep, I am pretty convinced that Morgan could look adorably fashionable in a burlap sack
Smiling man and woman posing closely at an outdoor festival, woman holding a white cup and man wearing a black jacket.
MTG and G
Five smiling women posing together at an outdoor evening street fair with vendor tents behind them.
My TFE girls

Generally-speaking, I’m thankful I didn’t have to slow my roll now that I’m back living on the west coast and I’m extra thankful for the posse that rolls with me.