Abducted in the freezer aisle??

hmmm, still no better, and i've a headache to rival all headaches, it just won't go away; im thinking it might be due to dehydration. The girls are all fine, which i'm pleased about, but i just have to be better by the weekend because i have my 2nd massage course which i've already postponed twice; i don't think i could get away with it again.

Had a bit of a to-do here last night.Adrian went out to Pak'N'Save at about 7pm to pick up some shopping. It got to 9pm and i was expecting him home any minute, but by the time it had got to 9.50 and he wasn't answering his mobile i started getting really worried and i phoned Middlemore and Auckland hospitals to see if anyone had been taken in, which they hadn't, so then i phoned the non-emergency police number to see if there had been any car accidents in the area, which there hadn't. They then asked me for a description of him and told me to ring back if he wasn't back by morning when i would have to file a missing persons report. Well when she told me this the panic started, i started imagining that maybe he had been abducted by the Mongrel Mob in the freezer aisle or something! ( mad, i know!) Iit was 10.15 by now, and the supermarket is only 10 minutes away. I phoned Paddie and Daz and they were all ready to jump in the car and go look for him, when i tried his mobile one last time and he answered. He had jumped out of the car to drop a library book back and shut the car door and it had locked; phone and keys inside, still running, so he had to phone the AA from the supermarket and wait an hour for them. The poor guy turned up home to a hysterical wife (who had already planned the funeral in her head - i think it's a woman thing!); i don't think i stopped crying for a good half an hour; i know he was ok but it was just horrible giving the police a description of him; the things that go through your head are just awful. But he's safe, thank goodness, and knows never to shut the door with the car running again as it does have a rather odd tendency to lock itself.

Anyway. I'm watching heidi next to me doing a rather bizarre caterpillar-style crawling, ie, bum up, kick off and shoot along the carpet on her nose to get to where she wants to be! All that for a tasty bit of wooden train track!

Signing off, your resident hysterical drama queen! xx