The Name Game

New Year's Eve has never been a big deal in my household, but this year, my husband and I decided to try and instill some fun, new traditions. Somehow this resulted in our playing rock-paper-scissors for the dubious title of Master of the Household for the year ( I say dubious because I won for 2007 but have yet to see any spoils from my victory). I'm not even sure what Master of the Household means, and if it entails having to start changing the lightbulbs above the kitchen island or walking the dog after dark, I may happily relinquish my title.

Rather than settle their debate with a little rochambeau, this couple resorted to creative means to resolve who would be Master of the Household for Eternity, er, who would be the one to take the other's last name. Judging from the photo, the "loser" doesn't seem too disappointed. I have a feeling if it had not been Marshall but say, Grumplegortz, this match would have seen a much different ending.