This Friday was Jeff's birthday. He turned 31.
I got him a pipe. He really wanted one and he's very happy.
Pipe smoke, it turns out, is a very pleasurable smell and I find that it actually compliments the style of our house quite well, just like a lamp with the perfect shade or a furry blanket that's nice to the touch. With the season turning to fall, there's so much comfort in the idea of a warm fire, a great glass of wine, and a quiet night at home with Jeff, smoking his pipe.
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