As usual I forgot

I forgot I told Adreana I would post a layout she did with me. She picked the picture and the placement of EVERYTHING. I couldn't even suggest because it was her layout. She also chose the journaling and the color. Pink was definitely not my choice. But I really do like it. Soon I won't be able to use the computer cause whe will be the one scrapbooking :)! Anyway I did suggest that we add but I love him. I am also going to post some of my new layouts that I did in November since I haven't. If you want to see the credits please go to http://www.mariafer.digitalscrapbookplace.com/.

Now if you scroll down past the pictures I will share a story about my forgetfulness that might have those of you with a mean streak laughing so hard you might want to make sure the bathroom is unocupied and those that love me getting me names of some good doctors.

okay so here is the story: Last Saturday that Jorge went to see a college football game with Dave, I decided that if he was getting the night off so should I and I would order Pizza. The kids were all up for it so I found an ad and proceeded to call. I place my order and gave my name and address and after asking me where my house is the guy says sorry you are not in our delivery zone try calling this number. So I call that number and same story except they call me to tell me they transfered my order to another location. Well that location calls and asks for the cross reference roads to my house and after I give them the guys says, "I don't know why they did it this isn't the place let me try another location." By this time I am fuming. It has been close to 30 min and my kids are getting hungry and I can't figure out why they can't just send me a pizza. Not that hard is it. Well after another call to another location they decide that the second location should take my order soooo... This very polite yound man from the second location calls me and by now I am ready to cancel my order and call someone else (which of course I had to tell him!) well this nice young man makes me repeat my address and cross streets and then says "Mam, I understand, but if you live where you say you do you can't have East in your address". I am like what is this dude talking about but since I don't know East from West (literally) I tell him, "Look I know where I live but if you want me to I am going to go look at a bill and see the address on it" And lo and behold when I look at the envelope I realize I had been giving them our previous address. Yes the one where we moved from 1-1/2 yrs ago! I FORGOT my own address! I very nicely apologized and gave him the correct address and in 20 min we had a warm pizza at our door. Jorge has pointed out that they probably spit on them but they tasted pretty good to me!