My mom plays fast and loose with words. Case in point: the other day, she tried to get my attention and said, “Johnny, I mean, Dave, um, Jack, Sammers, uh…Norman! I swear, I’m losing my mind.”

Let’s break this down.

Johnny is her brother, my uncle. She most often confuses me with him. He’s handsome, funny, charming. Still, not me. But enough points of c…