Saje's Broken Brain

I have a broken brain.
I keep calling things by the wrong name.

4-12-11 While operating my camera, I needed to use both hands to do something, so I asked zane, "could you hold the microphone for me for a sec?"

4-10-11 With hands full of wrappers and used paper towels, I walked up to the garbage can and Zane, "Could you come here and open the dryer for me?"

3-10-11 While reading the "Was Life Created?" brochure with Zane during family worship, I turned the page and, looking right at the picture of a giraffe, said, "Aw, look at the cute little elephant!" Zane asked me to repeat myself 3 times before I realized I wasn't saying giraffe.

Sometime before the giraffe/elephant mix up, I was planning on making thai food for dinner. I was listing out all the veggies I wanted to use: mushrooms, water chestnuts, bok choi and bell peppers. I ran these by Zane and added, "What about baby carrots?" He looked at me funny and said, "yeah, but I don't think they'll go good in coconut curry." "Really? I think they'll go great. I love baby corn." "Wait, baby corn or baby carrots?" "Baby corn. What did I say?" It became clear that I had misspoken earlier and I added baby corn to the shopping list.
Later after dinner I opened the fridge and exclaimed, "Oh no! I forgot to put in the baby carrots!" Zane said from the other room, "I thought you weren't going to put in carrots." "What? You said you liked them." "I do, but not in thai food" "What? Oh wait, did I say carrots again? Sorry."
And that was the beginning of the end for my brain.