Like the other day, when I was telling her about a person we know who has struggled with alcoholism and has fallen into trouble again because of it. Even when I know exactly what I'm trying to say and think I'm forming the word correctly, sometimes the mouth muscles exercise a mind of their own and cause a different word to come out. This type of structural slippery tongue wreaks havoc on our young boys, who haven't completely mastered the pronunciation of all English-language sounds and who have a bad habit of speaking quickly. We all have our little foibles. Mine just happens to be mixing up metaphors and other words.
Somebody has to provide the entertainment in the family.
I threatened Mark with his life if he told anybody. He puts it on the Web for the whole world to see. Like many people, I speak before I think. Mixing up metaphors and forgetting names must go hand in mouth. I can see someone daily and still draw a flush when it comes to her name.