"Welcome thy neighbor into thy fallout shelter. He'll come in handy if you run out of food."

They call me "the neighbor lady" like I'm a grandma.

They've been out of town working for two weeks and requested my culinary skills...they wanted dinner.

This is what they got.

Hope they like it.

I'm happy to do it.

They are my little 18 year old neighbors.

Now they're impatient.

They wanted dinner at 6:30.

It's now 7:35.

Sorry "the neighbor boys".

Sometimes you don't get what you want.

It'll be ready when it's ready.

So there!

They just sent me ANOTHER text.

Asking when dinner is going to be ready.

HOLD YOUR HORSES.

:)

Yummy enchiladas.

This flooded me with memories from my old bff.

We decided to make enchiladas for about 20 people once. 

It was a messy process.

But it was one that I'll look back on a giggle about for ages.

We ate them for DAYS.

Hope these are half as tasty.

...they are.