I can’t help it, I love a man who knows I crave carbs of the chocolate variety at a certain time of the month and then thinks ahead to have those carbs on hand. A man who then bakes those chocolate carbs into yummy pastry carbs at just the right moment, without my asking. And a man who makes sure my stash of gourmet chocolate tea is replenished just in time and then brews up a pot to drink with his yummy pastry carbs. And because he’s shooting for sainthood; a man who walks my dog late at night and sends me to bed with a heating pad and my cravings sated.