The Evolution of Women's Medicine as Seen in My Purse

I stuck my hand in my purse to fish for something the other day. When I drew it back out, some kind of goo was all over my entire hand. What? I look inside. Ahhhh...some Junior Mints from the movie last week. Yes, I sneak candy into movies -sometimes.

Anyway, I set about to clean the deep recesses of my purse. As I upend the purse to shake out the contents, I remembered that a bottle of Midol had spilled inside a few weeks back. So now there were melted Junior Mints and Midol tablets stuck all over the lining of my purse. As I was unsticking and cleaning everything, I saw that several of the Midol tablets had almost completely combined with the melted candy. Hmmmm...random genius! Chocolate candy-coated Midol tablets.

I am going to be rich! This idea has legs - unshaven, bloated legs. Chocolate-craving, cramping demands for deliciously dipped menstrual relief will be heard around the world!

Now all I have to do is get past the FDA. If I can campaign to pack the advisory counsel with pre-menstrual women, I can get this fast tracked and be filthy rich by the end of the year!

One can dream...