Once I challenged myself by holding a pizza party for my birthday. Yes, that was how bold I was but I vowed not to do it again. I was supposed to just relax and enjoy my birthday. Instead I spent long hours kneading dough, making pizza sauce and slicing toppings. Imagine feeding a male-dominated group with huge appetite. It was an immense task for a petite girl like me. I was totally drained. The instant I heard good comments and saw the look on my friends faces, my tiredness disappeared.
