I got one. I got many.
I celebrated my 29th year here on Friday and my friends all pandered to the idea that “I want a pony”. I have quite the collection of ponies here now. I rode my pony to Sydney for a long weekend. I got taken to a restaurant called ‘Pony’ at The Rocks. It was just about the sweetest thing I have every had the good fortune of receiving. The food was beautiful the drinks went down a treat, and I just couldn’t get over the fact that someone so lovely had the idea to take me to a place called Pony.
It’s the year of the ox, and I am a goat. It is good luck for me to have a pendent of a horse around my neck ... good thing I want a pony.
So I am looking for the perfect pony pendent.