So after a day at the pool, we ended it with getting some ice cream. Good old fashioned 31 flavors, Baskin-Robbins. And because I was 437 calories below my targeted caloric intake thanks to 45 minutes on the crosstrainer, (anyone else addicted to the My Fitness Pal app?) there were 2 scoops of Lemon Custard with my name on it.
When we arrived and placed our orders, BR was empty. By the time we sat down with our ice cream, the place was filling up. By the time we left, it was packed. As in 37 people were now in line and filing out the door.
Sloan looked around and said, "Elizabeth, why you gotta go tweeting my location."