1) We were always on time. Repeat: always on time.
2) Eric was never interested in hunting, fishing, et. al.
3) Eric was never interested in, as TAMN so aptly describes, law/business/dental/medical school. Teaching, psssh. That's for the weird girls we put up with who, y'know, wanna work instead of fulfill their divine roll.
4) Neither one of us enjoyed "every member a missionary" and always, always cringed at those goddamn push--er, pass-along cards.
5) I knew better than to show my parents "Together Forever" like my missionaries wanted me to. Also knew they were full of shit when they told me that the BoM was true because a prophecy made in 1 Nephi was fulfilled in 3 Nephi. In short, I did this thing called thinking. Just not enough of it, apparently.
6) One word: Questions
7) We were both pretty aware when we sounded ridiculous and moreso aware that, uhm, shouldn't that tell us something?
8) I always enjoyed more the company of members with a sketchy past than those who were always CTRing.
9) Two words: Loud laughter. In both sacred and sacred-ish places. I'll have to post on that later.
10) I had to reach deep down to ever say "I know the church is 'true'"--if I ever did at all. Same goes for Eric.
11) Eric regretfully realized on his mission that the church is more about numbers than it is about saving souls.
12) When we first began dating, a mere two months after he returned home, he was totally against us reading the scriptures together due to the cheese factor.
13) I hated Sundays.
14) Never really believed the Book of Mormon peoples to be real, historical people. Not like I believed the Biblical characters to be real, historical people. I wonder if many converts do.
15) We're not into campy shit. The Church lurves its campy shit. (this doesn't mean we don't still like some of the church's productions--"Mahana you ugly" is sometimes thrown around. That movie was so terrible.) Other examples: road shows, family Christmas programs, etc. Eric says this should also include stuff done at camp.
16) While one could attribute this to mere ignorance of propriety, I said no (gasp!) the first time I was ever asked, as Primary Secretary, to substitute for a Sunday School class. In my defense, it made no sense to ask me to teach kids anything as green as I was and it was about as last-minute as one could get. I had to say no a few times and couldn't figure out why the woman asking was so weird and insistent about it.
17) When Eric and I almost fucked up (literally! ha!) the Christmas before we were married, we weren't so worried about the "sin" but having to tell people we did it and having the news spread to family and friends and looking bad. It wasn't about offending God. It was about the lunacy of having to confess shit to people who shouldn't be any part of it.
18) Didn't appreciate being treated and spoken to like a child during the first year of my membership and while seriously investigating. Why I put up with it at all is beyond me.
19) I always felt stupid relating to others the story of Joseph Smith and always faltered at it. The story itself seemed stupid.
20) Eric and I both had zero interest in finding and fellowshipping inactives. Eric often came home after home teaching to tell me he informed his families exactly what they needed to do to get the Church off their backs as requested. I preferred to not bug those who obviously wanted to be left alone. It was a matter of respect for the both of us.
There are more I'm sure. What're yours?