Over the New Year's holiday, we drove down to South Padre Island, Texas.

I was so excited to see this.

It's been known as like the Key West or the Florida Keys of Texas.

And while we used to live on the Texas

coast near like the Rockport area, I hear that South Padre is quite different. And it was.

It was. I mean, it's no Key West, but it's still so charming and wonderful in and in of itself.

But we went over there and stayed at a family friend's beach house right on the water

for our little relaxation, watch the season finale of Stranger Things and longed for the

90s again and riding bikes, and swam in a saltwater pool. That was my first time ever swimming

in a salt water pool. I've never first time ever swimming in a salt water pool.

I've never done that.

And I am that uber sensitive person who when I get into a hot tub or a chlorinated pool,

my eyes are red for two days and I'll break out in a rash all over my body.

We have a running joke in my family of how I need to be in a bubble.

I'm just a sensitive Sally.

You should see when I get poison ivy.

J.L. calls me a tree sap.

He says my body, whenever I get poison ivy, my trunks look like a tree trunk.

Like my skin looks like red and flamed bark, and I ooze.

It's kind of disgusting, but it's just an ode to my sensitivity.

You want to know a weird story about that?

When I was in middle school, I had a best friend.

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