In yesterday's New York Times, there was an article about hyphenated last names, and what happens when kids with double last names become parents.
Today, Thanksgiving, I am grateful for two things:
1. That my parents didn't hyphenate my last name. After all, I could have been Paula Miriam Kashtan-Rabinowitz-Finkelstein-Saks. (A little Jewish, perhaps?)
2. That my last name isn't Tuhus-Dubrow, like the author of the article. In addition to the hyphenation, she was blessed with the Yiddish word for "butt" for her last name.
Tell us: What would your hyphenated last name be? And what are you grateful to not have for a last name?