Since my wife doesn't like me to smoke in the house, she has forced me outside when I get the desire to light up. Problem is, the weather in the NE has been brutally cold.. I think one of my balls actually froze to my leg. Anyway, no matter where I'd try to "sneak" one, she would sniff it out and rag on me w/out mercy. Tried the basement ..no luck. Bathroom with the exhaust fan on...nope..Same thing in the kitchen. Ahhh..but the fireplace. I figured if I didn't smell smoke when I burned my wedding photos, not even Tucan Sam will get a whiff of my cigar. Needless to say, I'm warm and cozy with a mouthful of smoke. As for my wife, has found something else to bitch about...like my stack of cigar catalogs next to the crapper.