The bad news is that basketball season is officially over for the Hortons.
Early last Tuesday morning, I left with two other baller moms and dear friends for the five hour drive to New Orleans for the tournament. It was a very fun -and fast! - girls trip. I was exhausted by the time we got home at midnight, but I don't regret spending the day supporting and cheering for our baby girls on the court. It was a bittersweet day after a hard fought loss and knowing that it was our girls' last official game. They took their jersies off for the final time. Lots of tears, lots of hugs, and lots of love when they came out after that game.
I was not expecting Stephanie to play in the conference game, much less start, but she did. She called me from her bed in the hotel the night before while her team mates were out walking the streets of NOLA and eating beignets, so I knew she still wasn't feeling well. That's so unlike her to not be with her friends. I am so thankful for her trainer, who took very good care of her. However, I didn't find out until the game was about to start that she had been running a high fever earlier that morning and they thought she may have the flu. During warm ups, she was bent over alot and on her knees because she was weak. I've learned that the game goes on, even when you're sick, and you just find a way to suck it up when you're an athlete. She's alot tougher than me - when she wants to be! She didn't have her best game, but she still managed 8 rebounds, some blocked shots and put up quite a few points on the board for her team. I was very proud of her. However, things turned worse on Wednesday when the trainer and a team mate took Steph to the doctor. She was diagnosed with the flu and had to have more IV fluids and this time, phenergran, for the nausea. She slept 18 hours straight. Over the weekend, she's managed to finally shake back and I am forever grateful because she is not a fun patient. She tends to be over dramatic and completely helpless! Ha!
Little sister was miffed because I wouldn't let her go to the game with us. She had two tests scheduled for the next day, so I was the mean mom and made her go to school. She texted me in the 4th quarter and said, "Mama! I see you!" She was watching Big Sister play online after school and it made my heart smile. I am SO proud of Alise, too! She's made some really big decisions on her own lately and she made straight A's again this nine weeks. I really needed and wanted to spend some time with her because it's all been about her Big Sis this past week and Wayne and I are going out of town this weekend. I decided we needed a mother-daughter date night Friday night, so I surprised her and we went to see a movie - that was a little bit more racier than I had hoped for PG-13 - but it had a good meaning. Lots of "tween" discussion when we went out to dinner afterwards and then we came home and both of us crashed.
Saturday was cold and rainy. I wasn't feeling well and other than a quick trip to the grocery store, I spent the day reading and sleeping. Wayne grilled pork chops Saturday night and we had a full course meal for the first time all week! So much for the chicken I was craving. We had a nice fire to enjoy for the evening, too! A fire! In March! Yesterday we slept until 10 o'clock and binge watched all day. Alise and I did manage to get outside and enjoy some sunshine. We went walking and I sat outside for a while, but then it started getting too cool again. This was the first weekend in a while that we had absolutely nothing to do and did just that! Absolutely nothing! Bliss!
I shared some Old Navy finds for spring late Friday night if you're interested in adding some new pieces to your spring mix.