The Honey Festival came to town! Beekeepers set up booths in the park in the center of town and sold honey and all things herbal (teas, soaps, and, um, herbs).
We bought a couple of jars of honey and, in an impetuous moment, a wooden honey dipper.
When we got home, we realized the honey dipper would be a problem if we couldn't keep it in the honey jar...just imagine all that honey dripping onto the counter. Aaargh!
If we could somehow drill a hole in the middle of the lid, we could just store the dipper in the honey jar. But we have no tools here. What to do?
Luckily David remembered a Bic pen commercial he watched when he was a boy. This one is from the same series.
So we found a Bic pen, and David punched it through the honey lid. The pen still writes, and our honey dipper is happily living in the honey jar.