That is actually a real title in my husband's family on Christmas. Santa is the person who hands out the presents from under the tree, and The Ghost of Christmas Trash is the person with the trash bag for all the wrapping paper, obviously. It started a few years ago when my husband put a big black trash bag over his body and declared himself to be the ghost of Christmas trash. Everyone thought it was pretty funny except for his grandmother who exclaimed, "The child!", in reference to my young brother in law who was 9 at the time. She was afraid he would be influenced to put a bag on his head and suffocate. It's still a joke, of course.
I hope everyone's Christmas was wonderful and all you expected. We had a great Christmas. I managed to finish all my projects except for one, so I'm pretty happy about that. And I, of course, forgot to get pictures of them. I'll have to request pictures from their new found owners. I received some very nice gifts which are also practical. I love to get practical things. I believe in owning fun
Blech. Half of my post just got eaten, and it makes me grumpy. I'll just have to finish it later. Sorry, folks.