cigarrettes, sleepovers and love

I live in an apartment. when I moved in I had GREAT neighbors ...sister missionaries -loved them! now I have a few young army kids ...not so great. I think for some reason young military kids belive that in order to be "unbreakable" they have to smoke. I'm really not sure where this idea started but I notice a lot of the young military members believe in and follow this 'rule', and thats fine you can put whatever kind of toxins in your body you want, I fill mine w/ ice cream, pepsi and this time of year Reeses Peanut Butter Eggs (you know the flat ones in the yellow bag that are just too good to resist) so I have no room to judge. however being in an apartment w/ a shared wall/vent system has given me the lovely opportunity to share my neighbors toxins. which is no fun. For me it triggers my asthma and makes me sick but it also makes me Love my husband just a little bit more. See one night as we went to bed it got really bad, like you can see smoke in our bathroom bad, and my husband/super hero decided it was time for a sleepover, he dragged our mattress and bedding out to the living room turned on the vents/fans, shut the doors, lit fragrance candles and had a sleepover w/ me (isn't he wonderful)! Rather than allow his wife to be distressed by the messy state of our apartment or the smoky haze in our bathroom, he turned it into a big adventure. The next day after work we continued the sleepover ordered pizza a watched movies, in fact we did it through his whole break (I'm happy to say no company came over but if they had we would've had plenty of seating).