From Cruise Quease to Key Lime Please: Retirement Goals Set

Meet the brave soul whose first cruise hurled her into the world of projectile morning sickness, only to be miraculously cured by Key West's 'sky-blue miracle.' This southernmost point of the continental US isn't just a postcard—it's where she and hubby plan to retire after decades of eating queen conch they can't legally catch themselves (thanks overfishing!). Their roots are stuck in Houston until the kid who caused all that nausea turns 18, but until then, they’ll sip Key lime pie and limeade like vitamins, worship sunsets at Mallory Square, pet Hemingway's famous polydactyl cats, and pretend island time isn’t just a polite way of saying ‘we forgot your order.’

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First cruise: puking pregnant mess. Destination: Key West. Cure: Key lime pie and sunsets that say 'retire here or die trying.' Meanwhile, conch is illegal but still on the menu. Island life goals locked, Houston waits, kids survive the chaos.

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