By Mary Anne McCarthy
What can you do with a white, king-sized bed sheet, an LCD
projector, a group of friends and a box of milk duds?
Have a movie party in your backyard, of course!
By Mary Anne McCarthy
What can you do with a white, king-sized bed sheet, an LCD projector, a group of friends and a box of milk duds?
Have a movie party in your backyard, of course!
With a blue moon on the rise last Saturday night movie buffs from the Morgan Hill Presbyterian Church gathered at a member’s home to celebrate a new ministry of the church.
Karen Turnlund, a co-founder of the married couple’s fellowship, started the group to have a good time in a casual atmosphere and on a regular basis (about four times a year) meet sans kinder to eat, talk and plan the next party.
Varying in age and married experience the couples range from young parents such as Bret and Mindy Taylor to the “sorry we can’t take care of the grandkids we have a social life too” couple of Tom and Joan Webenbauer.
To warm up the crowd Steve Rhoads led the group in a game of “name that movie quote” some of which were “gimmies” and some I’d have to say you watch entirely too many movies and get a real job Steve (in fact he is looking for a job, and if you’re hiring I can put you in touch).
The fiesta began with sangria and salsa followed by fresh-off-the-grill carne asada and Mexican rice. Two pots of beans, simmered all day, quieted the crowd until the trumpets on the Twentieth Century Fox intro announced the feature film.
What other movie for the fellowship but that old, quirky South African film “The Gods Must Be Crazy.” I’ll always refer to a Coke bottle as “the evil thing” from now on (especially after reading the calorie count).
As the temperature dropped during the evening the crowd thinned until the last couple watching the end credits roll where the hardy East Coast-raised Webenbauers (she’s from Brooklyn, and he’s from Queens, both say they rescued the other). In parting Joan laughed and said in her Brooklyn brogue, “Tom, looks like the old days when we were always the last to leave …”
Ciao for now.
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