That's the safest way to do it, I think. Like I said, I only cook cuz I like cooking and I gotta eat.
As an unrelated side note, let me just say this. I been with this man a looooong time. The only reason we're not already married is because *I* had things I needed to handle first. The major one was health. I became disabled a year or so into our relationship. (It's not anything you would ever notice, but it's extremely painful, to the point that I'm unable to work outside the home.) When that happened, as noted, we were still early in our relationship. I gave him to option to break up many,
many times and he insisted on staying with me.
I would not have left my mother's house without those assurances. He has known from the beginning that I'm
very serious about my birth control, there will be no oops babies here, but because of who he was (black, middle class, well-educated with good prospects) his family, I think, were suspicious of me initially. Not his mom, she's great, but everybody else. And I didn't gaf. Over time, as I've managed NOT to get pregnant
, and they've seen how well I feed him, they've come to love me.
My health is slightly better now (thanks solely to my brain and his money) and his career is moving along, so we might get married soon but, if you think of me as an 'accomplished shacker', lol, understand that while I may be
conducting the train (the timeline), we already had an agreed-upon destination (marriage). I made him declare his intentions about two weeks into the relationship.