You did not respond to the teacher calling roll on the first day of school because you thought your name was "Princess".
* You've had at least one female relative who drew eyebrows on her face that were always asymmetrical.
* You spent your entire childhood thinking that everyone calls roast beef "brisket."
* Your family dog responds to complaints uttered in Yiddish.
* Every Sunday afternoon of your childhood was spent visiting your grandparents.
* You've experienced the phenomena of 50 people fitting into a 10-foot-wide dining room hitting each other with plastic plates & forks trying to get to a deli tray.
* You thought pasta was the stuff used exclusively for kugel and kasha with bowties.
* You watched Lawrence Welk and Ed Sullivan every Sunday night.
* You were as tall as your grandmother by age seven.
* You never knew anyone whose last name didn't end in one of 6 standard suffixes (-man,-witz, -berg, -stein, -blatt or -baum).
* You grew up and were surprised to find out that wine doesn't always taste like year-old cranberry sauce.
* You can look at gefilte fish without turning green.
* You grew up thinking there was a fish called lox.
* You can understand some Yiddish but you can't speak it.
* You know how to pronounce numerous Yiddish words and use them correctly in context, yet you don't exactly know what they mean.
e.g. Is that Kenahurra or is that kaninehurra?.
* You have at least one ancestor who is related to your spouse's ancestor.
* You grew up thinking it was normal for someone to shout "Are you okay? Are you okay?" through the bathroom door if you were in there for longer than 3 minutes.
*You have at least six male relatives named Michael or David.
* Your grandparent's furniture smelled like mothballs, was covered in plastic and was as comfortable as sitting on sandpaper.
Baruch Hashem and G_d willing, may you have a day full of mazel and shalom!