"It was a woman's bedroom...and no man belonged in it except by invitation." -Kathleen Winsor
It's gotta be terrible feng shui.
My dreams are probably haunted by sharp objects.
And I've already warned my husband that if he ever needs to leap out of bed and collapse, he should make a point to fall backwards rather than forward onto the spikes
But despite all the obvious reasons not to keep a killer cactus in my bedroom, I do it anyway.
Because when the afternoon sun slants across the room and lights up this gentleman's handsome profile, I can't resist.
Hello, tall, dark and prickly. You are always welcome here.