You know you are a Roman Catholic when

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When there’s a religious item such as picture or statue in every room in your house

When you keep pictures of the Pope around your house
 
When you start to pull out your rosary and you break out in a sweat thinking, “is it broken again or just all twisted up?”
 
When the woman ‘priest’ can’t help but notice the look of (instinctive non-culpable ) horror on your face as she catches your eye. :eek:
 
SecretGarden said:
When you enter a Protestant church and realize “Oh yeah I don’t have to genuflect or cross my chest here”
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Except for the time you went to your cousin’s Protestant confirmation, and they have the service in a Chaldean Catholic Church.
Cruxis117 said:
When you confuse “St.” as “Saint”, when “St.” is referring to street, like Charles Brook St. 😛
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Even more confusing– The street I live on while not at college, actually has Saint in its name
LemonAndLime said:
When you refuse to believe that latin is a dead language.
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It’s obviously not a dead language. Why else did I see a meme on facebook that read “Habemus Hulk. Argumentum tuum invalidum est.”

You know you’re Catholic when you can read the above Latin.

You know you’re Catholic when your friends are surprised you’re going to Mass on a Thursday (All Saints’ Day)

You know you’re Catholic when two of the few books you brought to college are the Bible and the CCC
 
…when you have to keep telling your protestant friends “It’s called ‘blessing’ yourself; not ‘crossing’ yourself.”
 
When anti-Catholic excuses for patriots say that you being a Catholic is being unpatriotic. :mad:
 
When you find yourself singing or humming Ave Maria or Salve Regina even though you don’t know the words and have no idea what the Latin means. It just feels good to do it.

You determine your dog is Catholic when you start to sing Ave Maria…he tilts his head back, half closes his eyes and seems to smile. As an aside, you determine he’s also Cajun b/c pouring Zatarain’s on the wooden decorative molding doesn’t stop him from chewing and licking on it.

You have a one decade Rosary hanging next to the steering column and you hold on to the crucifix when people are the people around you are driving crazy.
 
  1. You have a crucifix in ever bed room
  2. Your children know the Guardian Angle prayer by the time they are 4
  3. Your six year old goes around telling his class mates what commandment they are breaking when they get in trouble at school.
  4. Your kids want to be Saints for Halloween.
  5. You feel the need to genuflect when you go into a Catholic Book store.
  6. You keep holy water on you at all times
  7. You have a different color rosary’s to go with the change of seasons: Pink for spring, Blue for summer, Orange for fall and Red for Christmas.
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Forgot two:
  1. You know you’re Catholic when you’re seriously considering putting up a crucifix you got as a graduation present from your church in your college dorm room
  2. You know you’re Catholic when you don’t understand why some of your friends would want to skip Mass on Sundays
 
You are watching a football game, a player gets tackled and doesn’t get up right away, and you immediately make the Sign of the Cross and launch into a Hail Mary.
 
Arrgh! Why doesn’t this thread have an edit button!

Yet another:
You know you’re Catholic when you try to schedule stuff around Mass
You know you’re Catholic when you try to avoid having class over Mass times, thinking about Holy Days of Obligation
 
When you have dozens of rosary parts that you can’t quite match together, and aren’t sure whether you, yourself, bought those rosaries or inherited them or just what.

When you have dozens of holy cards and don’t know where they came from either.

When you’re not sure whether the palm behind your print of the Sacred Heart is from last Palm Sunday or the year before.
 
Or when you find a use for those prayer cards…Decorate a Christmas tree with them.
 
Your Children play “mass” with there action figues. The Church…Is the Bat cave and Robin is the Priest.
 
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