I’ve found myself sitting in a doctor’s office two times in the past week for my 3-year old son.
Double ear infection and ringworm. Good times.
One of my son’s two appointments was a hurried visit to Immediate Care after work.
This is not exactly what you want to be doing at 6:00 p.m. on a Thursday when you’re already hungry for dinner (that hasn’t even been made yet), but when your 3-year old is crying and screaming his lungs out because, “MOMMY!!!! My ear HURTS” (and it started that morning, but not enough to warrant a doctor’s visit then) then you really have no other choice.
So off to Immediate Care we went, because our doctor’s office isn’t open that late on a Thursday.
Know what? We were back home, prescription in hand to help get rid of a double ear infection, before 7:00 p.m. THAT, my friends, is a successful visit to Immediate Care.
Our other trip wasn’t quite as smooth. It’s a good thing I love the doctor that my kids see because we had to wait over an hour before getting into see him.
Which means a lot of sitting and mom-stares, and, “No JACK! You can’t keep dialing on the phone that they’ve conveniently placed at 3-year old height.”
….and eventually just giving up to read a magazine while your kid runs around, being
mostly good, and humoring the retirees that are also there in the middle of the day.
Brilliance in the form of a recipe for Fresh Raspberry Bars sitting square in the center of one of the magazines.
I’ll let you in on a little secret.
Or maybe you’re just as clever as me, and you’ve already figured it out.
OR, maybe you have an even more awesome way to collect recipes in print, and if that’s the case – please share!
My secret is, I take photos of the recipes with my phone. Forget trying to scribble them down, or finding the online version (which is often harder than you think).
I’m a big believer in things happening for a reason, and these raspberry bars have to be the reason we sat in that waiting room for an ungodly amount of time the other day.
I’ll share my results of the bars when I find the time to actually make them. You know, when we’re not spending our time in waiting rooms.
About Liza Hawkins
With her down-to-earth approach to food, and a dash or two of snark, Liza enjoys eating, reading, cooking, dining and writing on a daily basis. By day, she's an insurance professional, by night she gracefully (or not sometimes) barrels through life keeping up with her blog (a)Musing Foodie, other freelance writing jobs, non-profit work, Twitter and Facebook, her kids, her husband, and whatever else happens to fill her plate. Read her blog here: www.amusingfoodie.com