What It Means To Be In An Irish Family

I am going to go off the path with this post today, my husband Tom Kelly, got this from a buddy of his, who is also Irish and I enjoyed it so thought some of you might too… and if you are Irish this may also be your family!! Oh yes and not book related at all and it is a bit long, but that is how we are!!

What it means to be in an Irish family

– You swear very well ( aye, I mean hubby does)

–  At least one of your cousins is a fireman, cop, bar owner, funeral home owner or holds political  office. And you have at least one aunt who is a nun or uncle who’s a priest.  (hubby is a bartender, who always has a joke and makes an excellent drink)

– You think you sing very well. (yup, that would be hubby, but he does actually)

– You have no idea how to make a long story short! ( that would be me, parents called
   me Chatty Kathy)

– Many of your childhood meals were boiled. Instant potatoes were a mortal sin.
  (there was no instant mashed potatoes back then)

– You spent a good portiion of your childhood kneeling in prayer. (hubby did) (I am not


– You’re strangely poetic after a few beers. (I don’t know about poetic but..)
– Some punches directed at you are from legacies of past generations. (hmm I know

   hubby isn’t too crazy about the English)

– Many of your sisters and/or cousins are named Mary, Kathleen or Eileen…and there is at least one member of your family with the full name of Mary Kathleen Eileen.
  ( hubby’s mothers name is Eileen and I am Kathleen)

– Someone in your family is very generous. It is more than likely you. (Aye again)

– You may not know the words but that doesn’t stop you from singing
   …(so true!!especially when trying to sing along to a song in gaelic)

– You can’t wait for the other guy to stop talking before you start talking  ( I wonder  how they knew hubby?)

– You’re not nearly as funny as you think you are.. but what you lack in talent, you make up for in frequency. ( I have heard the same jokes a lot of times)

-There wasn’t a huge difference between your last wake and your last keg party.
– You are, or know someone, named Walshee. (no, no Walshee)

-If you don’t know Walshee then you know Mac. If you don’t know Walshee or Mac, then you know Sully. (the only Mac I know is on CSI New York, no Sully either)

– You are genetically incapable of keeping a secret. (now how did they know that? hmm must have told them)

– You have Irish Alzheimer’s .. you forget everything but the grudges!! (the Irish have very long memories but can’t remember what they had for breakfast, my hubby can tell you who the nun was he had for first grade and how many times she gave him the ruler across the knuckles, and that was a loonngg time ago!!)

– “Irish Stew” is a euphemism for “boiled leftovers”. ( I do not like Irish Stew)

– Childhood remedies for the common cold often included some form of whiskey.
  ( Oh Yea!!)
– At this very moment, you have at least two relatives who are not speaking to each other, not fighting, mind you, just not speaking to each other. ( happens all the time)
PS. I have been so informed that wherever my hubbys name is I need to add our daughter, Kara’s name, she says because she is so much like him…lol.

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