Whatchamacallit

I was going to start off this post by noting that this manicure is a lot like a Whatchamacallit candy bar, a chocolate confection that doesn’t quite know what it wants to be (aside from eight different kinds of yummy slammed into one log-shaped delight and smothered in cocoa, that is.)

But that assessment is not a completely accurate one.  This manicure is actually more like that time on Friends when Rachel proudly presents the gang with a beef and strawberry pot pie trifle – it was supposed to be one or the other, but owing to an ill-timed flip of a page in the recipe book, it wound up being both.  My particular problem is I’m feeling really quite screwed up by this weekend’s time change.  MY pages have been flipped, and all day long I’ve been making the silliest little mistakes out of sheer distraction.  So what started out life as another Mardi Gras-inspired mani (complete with Harlequin diamonds and the suit of cards in shades of green, purple and gold) became…this?  Hey, at least it’s pretty!  And that’ll have to be good enough for now.

But I still don’t know what to call it.