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I never realized how much of a pessimist I am until I found bananas on my banana tree (don't start the whole pedantic thing about how actually it's a banana 'plant' not a 'tree' - this is not a botany text).  My banana tree (don't argue with me) had bananas. A totally unexpected miracle.

Yeah, I got the tree (i.e. Bertram, my gardener, found it for me), I planted it (i.e. I asked Bertram to plant it), I watered it (i.e. Bertram watered it) and I watched it - but I never expected it to actually, you know, grow and make bananas. But it did.

And then, this totally blew me away, the rose bushes made roses: rose-colored and rose-scented roses. My fig tree produced figs. My almond tree bloomed. Guavas on the guava tree - papayas on the papaya trees. I guess it would be really a miracle if the guavas showed up on the papaya tree, but for me, quietly hard-core pessimistic, I never thought any of the plants I bought, paid to be put in the ground, watered and watched would actually DO anything. 

My deep-seated pessimism is the reason I don't watch romantic comedy movies. I like happy endings, but I don't believe in them enough to watch the movies or read the books. Those rugged men who are too-good-to-be-true are too-good-to-be-true. Which is why I like shark movies.

You know the movies that start with the helicopter moving over a vast stretch of water towards a deep sea research platform which has recently had an unexplainable glitch in the super computer? I snuggle into my comfy chair, popcorn at the ready. I love those opening scenes in which the expert explains to the new-comer about the triple-secure, backed-up safety doors, which will fail in about twenty minutes.  Pessimism rules!

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