Oh... as long as I didn't indulge his favorite cake(((... And how nice to once again plunge into the magic world of cooking... when the recipe comes in the process... when I'm not sure whether will be a mix... or don't have taste... when ojidanii see how slow of unattractive mass we get magnificent blazing colors. when the hands as if by magic come up with a combination of cream... when you collect the cake and applied the final touches of decor.... And..... Finally, when you put your "work" on the table in front of loved waiting for the verdict... in anticipation of a slice.... and keep looking... until he slowly sends first piece in his mouth... And finally, feeling all proud of myself, struggling to finally exhale, the sounds of sweet, painfully chomping of the beloved, mixed with the mooing of fun... What else... us women need to be happy???