Please don't tell anyone

Since Heaven Admin has been in Iowa, I have never laughed so much. I have turned into a giggler. I wake up in the morning giggling. I remember something from the day before, and I get out of bed giggling. When I go to bed at night, I think of something hilarious, and there I am, falling asleep giggling. Please don't tell anyone.

I have in the past told you about incidents that humbled me. You know, like when I'm going out the door, and Heaven Admin tells me to wipe the kefir off my face, etc.

Just yesterday I made a startling discovery. I hope Heaven Admin won't mind my telling you. I hardly dare. Let's see if I can do it.

Anyway, first, a little background:

I am someone who requires a whistling teapot. I put water onto boil, and the phone rings. The fact that there is water on the stove falls into oblivion. And when I return from my phone call, to my surprise, I find another burnt-out pot smoking on top of the stove.

I have been religiously using a whistling teapot for a long time, but I retired it when Heaven Admin discovered that the inside was teflon-coated. We don't like teflon. Then I returned to boiling water in one of my surviving pots.

My daughter Lauren kindly sent me a gift of a glass whistling teapot. I love glass, don't you? It arrived yesterday. What a relief. And the whistle can be heard from any room in the house. It is a very demanding whistle, and anyone from a mile away would run to the stove to stop that incessant whistling.

I was so proud of this whistling teapot, and I bragged to Heaven Admin about it. Of course, I said, "You can use it any time you want."

This is what he said -- he actually said this: "Gloria, YOU need a whistling tea kettle, but I don't."

Okay, I knew I needed one, and my trust in Heaven Admin is so great, I naively believed he didn't.

You realize that we are living in two adjoining apartments. Perhaps you are not aware, however, that I go through his apartment to use Lauren's Maytag washer and dryer at the other end of where he's staying.

So, while Heaven Admin happened to be meditating, I went through his kitchen to use the washer and dryer.  On my way, what, to my astonishment, did I see?

I saw a Pyrex pot of boiling water bubbling on his  stove. And, so far as I could tell, Heaven Admin was in his bedroom with the door closed.

There was probably an inch of boiling water left. Did Heaven Admin know that the water was bubbling away?

I had to think fast. If I turned the water off, would Heaven Admin appear from out of nowhere and grab my hand and stop me? I looked around. Boldly, I turned the burner off.

I wasn't going to say a word about this to Heaven Admin, not a word. But later that day, when I wandered into Heaven Admin's apartment, what was Heaven Admin doing?  He was standing over the stove, carefully watching the same Pyrex pot of water, now filled to the top, warming up on the stove.

I wasn't going to say a word, and I didn't. However, I must have had an expression on my face, for Heaven Admin said -- defensively, I might add -- "I like my water boiled down. That's how I like it, concentrated."

As what usually happens now, I started giggling.

What would you have done? I had discovered that Heaven Admin was fallible! Yes, I said fallible! He is human! He is divine AND human!

Then Heaven Admin said humbly, "Thank you."

I'm giggling still.