I was out last night, and when I returned, there was a mysterious package on my doorstep . . . inside were . . . Weebles!? Yes, one of my nutty but very lovable friends actually hunted these down. Hysterical! These two "Wegetable Pals" now have a place of honor above my kitchen sink - and when I feel like falling down, I'll rock the Weeble and remember what an awesome group you all are, and how lucky I actually am.