God

I keep conflating two prayers, although one is not a translation of the other. No idea why.

God be in my head, and in my understanding; God be in mine eyes, and in my looking; God be in my mouth, and in my speaking; God be in my heart, and in my thinking; God be at mine end, and at my departing.

Críost liom. Críost romham, Críost im dhíadh, Críost os mo chionnsa agus Críost fúm. Críost ina chónaí i mo chroíse. Críost fós ó dheas díom, Críost ó thuaidh. Ón Tiarna tig slánú, Ón Tiarna tig slánú, Go raibh do shlánú a Thiarna inár measc go saol na saol.

I said elsewhere that Santa is as real to me as God is, and I think that's true; I think that if I believe in any God it is in the Good In People. Not in all people, because I'm pretty sure there are people without any in them, or none they can access, though obviously they had some to begin with - and they still, in case I need to specify this, deserve decent treatment, even if there isn't goodness pouring out of them. It's one reason I'm glad I'm not a defense lawyer of any kind; I'm not good enough to be able to defend the indefensible, and without that there could be no justice.

Ramble ramble. Gawd I'm tired.

Advent calendar

9th - Emer got an airplane and donated a nasty plastic pugilist she probably got in a Happy Meal or something
8th - Linnea got a dog and a barbecue, which I haven't been allowed to see, and donated a cat puppet (they seem to have two identical ones, so that was easy)
7th - Emer got a piano, donated Little Miss Tiny (hurrah! I hate the Little Miss books)
6th - Linnea got a little girl lego toy, donated a wooden xylophone which is very pretty but has only five notes
5th - Emer got a drum kit, donated a plush Disney frog
4th - Linnea got part of a crane, they donated a weird metal thingie we got given as an ornament years ago
3rd - Emer got a skateboard with ramp, both donated an alphabet thingie
2nd - Linnea got a sword-wielding person, donated a plush Rockit frog
1st - Emer got a snowman, Linnea donated a plush Disney frog

Donations are getting harder; I think tomorrow I'll let them donate a spare set of Christmas lights we have, which they will probably see more as adult property than shared, but there you go.