I never ate tomatoes until the age of 32 when my then-new-boyfriend (now husband) lovingly prepared me a meal whose primary ingredient was 1 kg of them, raw.
I never really saw the value of an electric blanket till we got one at the start of this winter.
I never understood why sleep deprivation was used as torture until my daughter was born.
That’s similar to me. I played it for the first time this past summer…and I’m 28! (Was 27 at the time.)
I played it the once with the actual dice and cup then, and like half a dozen times since I’ve played it on my friend’s X-Box 360 on some Hasbro XBLA game he downloaded.
I never hitchhiked until I lived in South America for a while.
I never thought I’d hate following the news until it became part of my job to do so.
I never thought I’d be overweight until I was. (I still remember saying how disgusting it was that people let themselves get overweight; then I had kids.)
I never realized how difficult losing weight could be until I started doing it myself.
I never thought I’d act like my mom until I followed through on my threat to “stop this car right now” one day while my son was misbehaving in the back seat of my car. It was mortifying but necessary.
I never “got” babies until I actually had one, and even then it took a few months. I was kind of anti-child growing up (thanks for the brainwashing, mom!) and never thought I had any maternal instinct. My friends had babies and I said all the right things, but thought having kids made you kind of boring…Found myself pregnant and … meh. Well, let’s get this thing over with, was my attitude. Had the baby and the hospital kept wheeling her in to my bedside, twice a day, and I was kind of…puzzled. That’s a nice baby there, now take it back to the nursery, please? Brought the baby home and I was deathly afraid. This isn’t going to work out. I’m not mother material. I don’t know nuthin’ about babies! … Somehow we muddled through, and at some point the maternal instinct kicked in. (Though, don’t tell anyone, but I’ve always felt like an older sister than a mom!)…Now I have a beautiful, brilliant, college graduate, sister-like daughter living with us, we are best of friends, and I thank God above every day for this blessing. She is a true gift from heaven and I love her beyond my own life.
I never felt old at work until I came here two months ago (I’m only 39, but almost everyone on this floor is under 30…it’s amazing how old that makes me feel).
I never thought I would be single with a dog until I moved out of my ex’s house last year and took my puppy with me.
I never stuck with a message board for longer than a year until I found this place (which I credit to the facts that (a) hot-button topics have their own forum, and (b) I have avoided GD like the plague).
I never knew that a website could significantly impact my life until I joined Facebook.
I never knew how difficult it was to sing jazz well until I started trying last year.
drank coffee until I was sent to Kotzebue, AK to work.
had sex until I was 20.
had other than missionary sex until I was 27 (sigh).
bought a house until I was 51.