Simon Texts

Contrary to the pretty picture I tend to paint on the blog I am not superwoman, supermom, or superwife. I am actually quite the opposite and have had my fair share of ugly breaking points; just ask poor Simon. Although Simon is the one that hasn't had a day off of work since the middle of February, I still manage to complain louder and longer about his job than he does which totally makes sense since he is actually the one being slave driven.

So yesterday after I sent multiple salty and completely nonsensical emails and texts ranting about heaven knows what ... Simon responded in an appropriate and cautious fashion ...

pregame* for my date with some ladies to read Style, Sex, and Substance.
How appropriate.

Obviously he was totally kidding -- I think.



*pregame definition taken from Urban Dictionary: 

n. To drink before going to a party. Often pregaming happens at the house and involves taking shots.
v. The act of partaking in a pregame.

1) We really need to pregame tonight before we go out.
2) I really pregamed heavily last night. I feel really sick now.