The Middle Banana

If you were about to eat a banana and there was a bunch of them sitting on a table looking at you, which one would you choose? This is a question I had the pleasure of thinking about (while laughing) during my trip to Trinidad.
My brother-in-law is awesome, he had everybody cracking up over this situation, I unfortunately was not there when it occurred but I will tell you hearing the story again was so funny.
It seems that a bunch a bananas is more than it seems, The middle banana Is the most juiciest and unspoiled of the bunch. Call it the Jesus Banana if you please, what ever , it is the Best banana. It seemed that a Bunch of Bananas was brought and laid aside for Cindy, I mean it was a nice bunch!
Suddenly out of no where a very hungry John Bowman decided that the banana’s were too delicious to just look at , he had to savor the yellowy goodness..
NOW here is where the story begins to get a little “twisted out of bunch”, Instead of taking the juicy banana on the end, John proceeds to take the middle banana! ( your eyes are beginning to water) . Its untouched by hands, Its safely nested in-between the other banana. It is like a little sister being watched over by his older brothers, so that nothing happens to it. It has no dinks no presses no black marks from hand battles. YES, that banana was very specifically chosen by John,which in all good fair- ness, PISSED my brother in law off. I mean I would be pissed off too!! Why would he take that banana? Can some body explain that to me. (I am tearing up right now) it is too funny. You see when you are a good judge of banana you don’t settle for the edge banana. However, If you are a good husband you don’t settle for someone stealing your wife's middle banana either!!!
The moral of this story is simply this. Hide your middle banana from John Bowman. And I am dead serious Chile! LOL

Killer Snow Bunnies

When its cold out.
Actually let me rephrase, When its Freezing out, For example –25 to –47, some of the locals in the Yukon gather together to play a game called KILLER BUNNIES. Brent and I were introduced to this heart wrenching game by the Johnsons and Allens just yesterday. The point of the game is to murder and eliminate bunnies, whether it be your own or the innocent timid or fluffy bunnies of your team mates. Whether you play creatively , diabolically, kindly, dumbly, intelligently or otherwise your bunny's gonna die!! And your not likely to win this game unless you have the magic carrot, which could be any carrot that the game possesses. You could win with the happy carrot or the VODO Rastaman carrot. Its actually a very therapeutic game, After being pent up inside for days at a time , You realize how heartless you can be, or how kind and loving, (the latter never applies to anybody playing this game.) If you decide you want to participate in this "UNFORTUNATE EVENT" you will be dubbed a heartless bunny killer.

Needless to say I tremendously enjoyed this game.
I have grown to appreciate the new friends that I have here in the Yukon. And I really understand how and why my husband is as adorable as he is. Who Would have thought that I would learn all this by playing a game of Bunny Murdering.
The Yukon Rocks!