My life is bananas.
Now, I know what you're thinking- a lot of people can say that.  I, however, do not mean it in the sense that its crazy and full of disorder.
Although, it is.
Nope.  I mean it in the way that you can see something that looks like its going bad, and yet, it could turn out to be the sweetest part.
Bananas are great- full of vitamins, nutrients... if you talk to some people, they'll tell you that bananas could be the perfect food.  Like my 3 year old-he's bananas for bananas. 
But that's besides my point.  When most people think of the perfect banana, they think of a gorgeous yellow skin with few, if any, blemishes, and once opened, it hails to this almost perfectly white fruit.  That's the kind that both my boys love.  We buy them by the bunches- 3 and 4 bunches at a time- because they'll inhale them.  Even my husband loves the bright yellow fruit, so we usually try and buy a few bunches that are still green so they'll ripen later than the others- so that they won't all go bad.
That's what most people think of brown bananas.  Not only are they ugly, but they've gone bad.
Here's the thing, though.  While the "perfect yellow fruit" makes for a great snack, that's where its usefulness ends.
Ah, but the BROWN bananas- THOSE are the sweetest.  If you can get past its appearance, they're not only a great snack, but they make some wickedly, great banana bread.  I've got some in the oven right now.  In 8 minutes, it'll be ready.
My life is bananas.  So far, I've seen that while the good times are good, the bad times lead to something a little sweeter.  It takes a little longer to see it, and most people -myself included- will usually right it off as "the worst of times", but with a few extra ingredients and a little heat, God produces something great out of something that seemed "bad".
I'm writing this more for myself right now than for an audience just because I need a little reminder that not everything is what it seems.  We had a really bad year last year.  2 miscarriages, lost our place of residence... but we still have our 2 boys- plus 2 in Heaven- and we will always have our home.  We'd really love to have a third child, and our living situation is still kind of precarious, but whatever God has in store, I'm sure it will turn out to be good.
Like banana bread.
And that's my timer- time to eat some good bad-banana bread.