The One Neighbor Who Was Actually Two Neighbors: A Faceblind Miracle

A couple days ago I was talking with a neighbor and she offered to do me a favor, which I didn't think I needed at the time. I declined, and then later changed my mind, so I gave her a call and left a message. I got a confused call back asking what I was talking about.

Turns out they're totally separate people! Now I need to figure out which of them does the rowing crew stuff, which is the one from Alabama, which one baked us that nice dessert that one time, etc. Ugh.

I'm usually only *moderately* bad at faces (and really quite bad at names), but this one really takes the cake.