In fact, neither of our married members, or Alumni, as bad4 calls them, were too keen on my suggestion; let Rabbi Corner Point and Rabbi Bas~Melech spend some time together, leaving their wives to eat ice cream. Don't anybody say I didn't try!
Midway through our journey, an emergency was uncovered. My memory card was found to be stuck in Bad4's computer, remnant of our early morning blobby-photo-shoot-uploading-session. Scraps and Little Sheep had a hard time understanding why bad4 and myself had a sudden tweezing emergency. (Do either of us look like the sort of gal that would freak out and shrilly announce that "there is no way I can be seen in an ice cream store without fixing up my eyebrows! I must have a tweezers!!"?) Halfshared had an ingenious solution of her own. "I don't have tweezers, but I have lip-gloss!"
At some point during our game, Scraps had the hiccups. Everyone knows that the best cure form the hiccups is to shock the patient. So I said, "Hey, Scraps, did you hear about the seventy year old lady that had a baby?"
She looked up, surprised. "No?"
I nodded. "She called Kupat Hair and she pressed the wrong number."
Alas, her hiccups did not cease, but it was good for a laugh.
Some interesting answers from our loaded questions game:
What nickname would you like to be called by?
Bad4 secretly wishes to be called Honey, Dearest (You know, if I didn't know better, I would think she is obsessed...;)
What compliment do you get most often?
Scraps is apparently more well liked than yours truly. She is a good caring friend. I am simply nuts.
Why does SD insist on being so________?
Halfshared thinks I am evil. I must not be, cuz I gave her a ride home after she wrote that. Hmph. And Lil sheep thinks I am attached to wifi. I am so not!
It might also be noted, that bad4 was a very good guest over shabbos. Most of the time. There were a few blogging slip-ups (which I will forgive, as they may have been a result of her 3am bedtime two nights in a row. Or the force-fed sugar), such as when she informed me, in front of MP, that she is planning to post pictures. I kicked her, and she amended her statement. "I am going to post them onto photobucket and email them to everyone I know." Riiight.
Then there was the time where she said, and I quote "I wouldn't know what to do with a website." Uh huh.