Thursday, December 11, 2008

Running for the shelter














Meds or madness reads the inscription in the mother’s little helper pill box, and you can see how sane this woman is as a result of better living through chemistry. Her meds are keeping her in a very wholesome and vintage condition, and that’s what yours want to do, too. Even if you’re packing something as wimpy as a Flintstones chewable and a Midol or two, you can always be close to your medication of choice or need while still displaying some personality. Deep enough to handle all but the most heinous of horse pills, this box is a great idea for the hypochondriac on your holiday gift list, or to assist you in getting through your annual and fast-approaching exposure to all those loved ones. Take the edge off; you’ll be glad you did.