42. I never sent the thank you cards for my wedding gifts. I just kept putting it off until way too much time had passed. I felt terrible, but after 4 years what are you gonna do? When I give gifts I never expect a thank you card. I just assume that the person appreciates it, because normal humans appreciate receiving gifts. I'm sure before thank you cards were invented, a simple thank you at the time of receiving the gift was enough.
43. I deleted this one, because it's no longer true about me and it may have been T.M.I. (too much information). And speaking of T.M.I....
44. I was a virgin until I was 23 and until the third day of my marriage...Billy was very patient. I recently read that Mariah Carey was a virgin until she was married at 23 too, so I don't feel so weird. I was able to hold out, partly because of my religion, partly because of a promise I made to my mom, partly because I was lucky that I made out with guys who stopped when I said to, but mostly because of fear that it would hurt.
45. At different points in my life I've had all of the eating disorders. All of them.
46. I haven't gone to church in 2 months. I feel like a heathen. I wish I didn't put so much pressure on myself to be a perfect church person. When I do go to church, I feel like a hypocrite, because I am a Christian, but I don't really care to participate in all the little extra parts of the services like standing up and talking to my neighbors and physically praising God in front of people...but I know those are things that a "real Christian" is supposed to like doing...and when I don't do those things I feel like people there think I'm not a Christian. I always get invited by somebody to get saved when I go to church, and I'm like, I'm already saved!
47. I've never done drugs, but have always wondered what a marijuana high would feel like.
48. My uterus won't hold eggs, so I'm going to have to take hormone replacements in order to get and stay pregnant.
49. My husband is an answered prayer. When I was 13 or 14, I wrote a letter to God describing what my perfect husband would be like, his level of confidence, his spirituality, what he would look like...skin tone, nose size (I LOVE big noses on Black men), lip size (I LOVE big lips on Black men), everything. No detail was spared. At my church I had learned that you could ask God for anything...even a future husband. Billy and I had been together about 2 years, when I found this prayer, written in pencil on yellow notepad paper in my adolescent keepsake box. I told my mom and my Sunday School teacher (they remembered when I wrote it, and were excited that I got to experience a prayer answered like that), and eventually I told Billy about it, but not too soon after that... didn't want to blow his head up. Every request, except the height (off by about 7 inches) was granted. It sounds corny, I know, but it's true. I had totally forgotten about that letter, but obviously God hadn't.
See 1-41 here.