I'm glad I'm not alone. Back when he was drinking, I'd sip from the bottle and know it was liquor and RAH would swear up and down and all around that it was water and I was crazy. I didn't realize how much of a stress trigger that whole thing was until this water bottle non-incident. I also used to glance up on top of the kitchen cabinets every time I went into the kitchen because that's where RAH would stash his bottles. It's taken years to stop doing that.