There are a statue of the Blessed Virgin AND a Celtic cross AND a leprechaun in your garden.
At least one brother and more than one male cousin have Patrick as a first or a middle name, or at least one sister and more than one female cousin has Mary as a first or a middle name.
You don't know anyone who went to Notre Dame, but you root for them every college football season.
You don't see what the big deal is about drinking green beer on St. Patrick's Day.
You regularly quote lines from "The Quiet Man" and "Waking Ned Devine".
You feel a pang of guilt every time you wear orange.
You know what "Up the Republic!" means.
You have a welcome mat and/or bumper sticker that says something in Gaelic, and you don't speak a word of the language.
You know the right way to pour a "Black and Tan" (half Guinness, half Harp).
You know why it's inappropriate to call it a "Black and Tan".
You don't go out on St. Patrick's Day because "It's amateurs night."
Or you skip work on St. Patrick's Day to go to a parade and drink in your favorite pub.
It was a family scandal when one of your siblings/cousins married an Episcopalian.
If something funny happens to you, it takes you twice as long to tell the story as the event actually was.
The summer is not complete if you don't attend at least one Celtic Heritage Festival.
Anytime you hear bagpipes, you say, "The Irish gave the Scots the bagpipes, but they never taught them how to play."