Pipes and Wives
Okay gents! It's time to sound off!
Do any of you have wives who appreciate your pipe smoking? Anyone have a wife that wants to banish your pipe smoking to a cave deep in the belly of the earth? Anyone have tips, tricks, ideas for enjoying your pipe in a home with a wife that doesn't get you or your pipe smoking activity?
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Let Us Now Praise Tolerant Spouses
Trease and I have been wed more than three decades. Through all these years, the good, the bad and the indifferent, she has more than tolerated my mania for all things tobacciana. She might even be said to actively encourage it. I confidently anticipate at least four new pipes every year: on our anniversary, my birthday, Christmas and Father's Day. Depending upon our circumstances, some years it was more than one pipe on each of these occasions.
At pipe shows, she accompanies me on the first trip around the room. From time to time she asks something like, "Do you like that pipe?" or "Would you smoke that pipe?" Ever the diligent husband, I always give her a brief rundown on each particular pipe and why it does, or does not, meet my requirements. Then, when I wander away from the show floor for a smoke, or get involved in a conversation with someone, she makes another circuit, stopping at each table where I've indicated there's a pipe I might be interested in.
If the pipe is still available, she comes to an understanding with the seller, and it goes into the bottomless purse she always carries. If the truth be told, she makes better deals than I do. No one ever charges her full price, and she usually gets even better discounts than the show discount. I've even seen dealers give her pipes sometimes.
So far the pattern has held. I recently celebrated yet another birthday, and, sure enough, there was a pipe involved. This year she gave me an estate Sasieni Royal Stuart apple, purchased at the TAPS show in Raleigh, NC, back in April. I took it on its maiden voyage this morning on the way to work. What can I say? I've taught her well.
For those of you whose significant others support your sometimes incomprehensible obsession with this noble endeavor, I salute you. If, on the other hand, your partner can't understand why you have to have so many "stinky old pipes," all I can do is sympathize with your plight.
Keep the home bowls burning brightly, friends.
showed little interest in the collection until she saw it displayed.
She always enjoyed when we hosted the pipe club party in our home for a few years.
I only smoke pipes in the house, no cigars or cigs, but that's my choice. That said, we're in the process of moving to the Salt Lake City area and have already bought a house there. I'll probably refrain from smoking in the new house most of the time because one of the conditions of purchase was a man cave. And we found it! I now have my dream sanctuary, a 1200sq. ft. separate workshop/garage, with a car lift, fully insulated with HVAC and an upstairs home theater. Pretty cool. I told her if she needs me, you know where to find me as I'll be spending a lot of time there.