I don't get all these horses all over Pinterest... this one looks like a young Fabio or, at the very least, a dashing Captain Hook from his heartthrob days (darn you Peter Pan, taking away his youthful good looks!).
The truth is, though, I've always wanted a horse. Well, that's not really true. I've wanted one since I somehow got tricked by the WE channel into watching this Australian drama called McLeod's Daughters. If you happen to watch it, you will very soon start thinking about quitting your job, buying a piece of land in the middle of Australia, finding a rich farmer neighbor to become your nemesis and rival in the local mayoral election (you'll also soon discover that he may or may not be your birth father), getting some sheep and a few old cars from the 80's (this is where we meet your love interest/local mechanic and handyman), two white tank tops, 80's jeans to match the cars, one small bucket of water (for the episode when there's a draught) and - of course - a horse named something like "Courage" or "Rain Fire" or... "Neil"!
The problem is, this is what I look like when I actually make it onto a horse (see evidence from this magical moment of my childhood below):
I have no recollection of ever being on a horse in a fabulous Cabbage Patch Kids tee. And, my mom (that spunky lady in the brick red shirt) can't remember either. However, I imagine the conversation between us - at the time this photo was taken - going something like this:
Mom: Diana, get on the horse!
Me: Noooooooooo - [Flash of Camera] - oooooo. I don't trust it. A study from last year showed that 10% of Turkish children are unsuited for horse riding.
Sister (girl at right edge of photo with impressive braid): I'm hungry!