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  • Virgo Season Shenanigans: From Kids’ Bowling Parties to Speakeasy Nights

    Virgo Season Shenanigans: From Kids’ Bowling Parties to Speakeasy Nights

    August: A Month Full of Birthdays

    August is a special month in my family because four of us celebrate birthdays. My grandmother Fannie, who is no longer with us, was born on August 1st. My birthday is on August 12th. My niece Noelle was born on August 27th. Finally, my mother was born on August 30th. Two Leos and two Virgos all in one month. Even though Leos typically want the limelight, this month was all about the Virgos. This year, Virgo Season ruled supreme.

    Image by Dorothe Wouters from Pixabay

    August 2025 was especially meaningful because my mother was turning 70 and entering a new decade of her life. I wanted to do something special, but as usual, I was working with a limited budget. I racked my brain trying to come up with ideas that were fun yet frugal. Dinner and a show or a staycation in Downtown Phoenix crossed my mind, but none of those plans felt quite right. I also considered a Caftan and Cocktails–themed party, but my mother quickly shut that down.

    Planning Mom’s Milestone Birthday

    Eventually, I decided to ask my mother directly what she wanted to do. As usual, she didn’t have a clue. All she asked for was a drink at a nice bar or speakeasy. I thought that sounded reasonable, but it was only one activity. It wouldn’t fill an entire day.

    Image by THAM YUAN YUAN from Pixabay

    I reached out to my brothers to see if they had suggestions or could contribute, but they were either strapped for cash or busy managing their own lives. So I continued planning on my own. All summer, I researched shows and hotels, but nothing felt like the right choice. My gut instinct kept telling me to wait.

    When August arrived, I became anxious. Time was moving fast, and I still didn’t have a plan.

    When Inspiration Finally Arrived

    Thankfully, about two weeks before my mother’s birthday, my sister-in-law Felicia texted me to ask what I was planning. I explained my ideas, budget, and indecision. She immediately started offering suggestions.

    First, she suggested flying my mother to Chicago to visit her sister Linda. I had considered this earlier in the year, but not for her birthday. I vetoed it because my aunt is very ill, and my mother felt uneasy visiting her alone. It didn’t feel like the right atmosphere for a milestone birthday.

    Second, Felicia suggested flying my brother Kahlil to Arizona. Nice idea, but we both felt Mom would want to see the whole family. And since money was tight, flying everyone out wasn’t possible.

    Image by Alexa from Pixabay

    Finally, she offered a perfect solution: fly my mother to Minnesota so she could celebrate with them, attend Noelle’s party, and enjoy time with the entire family. It was the ideal mix of celebration and connection. My mother loves to travel and loves spending time with her grandkids, so this felt exactly right.

    Booking the Trip

    Once the plan was set, I needed to buy a one-way ticket for my mother and a round-trip ticket for myself. Thank goodness for Afterpay or Affirm because that made everything possible.

    After the tickets were booked, Kahlil reached out asking what Mom wanted to do and where she wanted to eat. I asked her again so I wouldn’t guess wrong. Her only requests were a piece of steak and a good drink. I also reminded him that she wanted to visit a speakeasy.

    Flying to Minnesota

    The days leading up to the trip were exciting. My mother packed several days early, laying everything out in the guest bedroom to make sure she had everything she needed.

    On Thursday, August 28th, we took an early flight to Minneapolis. We wanted to arrive the day before Noelle’s party, which was scheduled for Friday afternoon.

    Image by graceful from Pixabay

    Noelle’s celebration was held at a family entertainment center with bowling, arcade games, and plenty of activities. Family and friends came out to usher her into her eighth year of life. We started with bowling, and let me tell you—WE SUCKED!! Gutter balls everywhere. We laughed the entire time.

    After bowling, we sang happy birthday, ate pizza and cake, and let the kids loose in the arcade. Two hours flew by quickly, and soon we were packed up and heading home.

    Gigi’s Big Day

    The next day was Gigi’s birthday. I woke up early, got dressed, and enjoyed the quiet until everyone else got up. My mother joined me first, and we waited for my brother and Felicia to come downstairs with the itinerary.

    My mother sitting at the kitchen table in a red dress, smiling as she holds the book by her favorite author that she received as a birthday gift.
    Gigi glowing in her red dress as she opens her birthday gift—her favorite author’s latest book. A sweet Virgo Season moment.

    Around 11 a.m., they revealed the plans. Kahlil had taken the lead and organized a full day of activities. I quickly changed into a cute dress because I realized I was underdressed.

    Our first stop was a large art gallery housed in a downtown Minneapolis warehouse. Local artists filled the space with every style of art imaginable. After a couple of hours browsing, we ended our visit in a honey shop overflowing with honey products. We tasted so many varieties we left on a sugar high.

    Next, we headed to Barcelona Wine Bar for a late lunch. We ordered a mix of tapas and savored every bite of those Mediterranean and Spanish flavors.

    Afterward, we visited Char Bar, a speakeasy I had hoped Mom would enjoy—and she did. Hidden in the back of a restaurant, it was dark, moody, and full of character. We ordered drinks, including mocktails for Felicia and me, plus appetizers and desserts. Everything was delicious, especially the desserts. We bobbed our heads to old-school hip-hop and enjoyed every moment.

    Char Bar drink menu featuring a hand-drawn illustration of a cocktail alongside its detailed description.
    Hand-drawn cocktails and creative descriptions—Char Bar’s drink menu set the perfect mood for Gigi’s birthday speakeasy stop.

    Our final stop was a rooftop bar downtown. I don’t remember the name, but it was crowded and full of energy. We ordered drinks, waited for a table, and eventually settled in to watch the sunset. It was the perfect ending to the day.

    A Perfect Virgo Season

    Overall, I think Kahlil and Felicia planned a fantastic day. Every activity was something my mother genuinely enjoys, and the pacing worked beautifully for her energy level. We started at a reasonable time and ended early enough to spend the evening with the grandkids.

    The entire weekend was filled with love, laughter, and simple joys. I think we created memories she will hold onto forever. This Virgo Season was definitely one for the books.

    A photo of Nestlie and Gigi sitting at a table at Char Bar, dressed beautifully, enjoying drinks and the warm, moody speakeasy atmosphere.
    Nestlie and Gigi enjoying the good vibes at Char Bar—pretty dresses, great drinks, and even better memories during our Virgo Season celebration.

  • Tea, Treats, and Mother’s Day Magic at The Pink Door Tea House

    Tea, Treats, and Mother’s Day Magic at The Pink Door Tea House

    Choosing the Perfect Spot

    I’m always striving to find fun and unique places to take my mother for special occasions, and Mother’s Day this year felt like the perfect reason to try somewhere new. As I’ve mentioned before, we are a family of tea lovers, and I’m constantly on the lookout for a new tea spot in the Phoenix area. Fortunately, I keep a running list of places I want to visit.

    After reviewing my list, I decided on The Pink Door Tea House for this year’s Mother’s Day outing.

    Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay

    Why I Chose The Pink Door

    I picked The Pink Door for a few simple reasons.


    First, it was affordable. Many of the tea rooms on my list seem nice, but they’re a bit out of my price range.


    Second, it had a charming old-fashioned tea room vibe. The website photos showed floral tablecloths, antique tea cups, and delicate doilies. It reminded me of the first tea room, The Spicery, that we visited with my nieces back in 2021.


    Third, it was located in Glendale, which is closer than most of the other spots on my list.


    Lastly, it was one of the only places still accepting reservations for Mother’s Day. Even booking a month in advance, it was tough securing a spot. I snagged a reservation by the skin of my teeth.

    Dressed and Ready to Celebrate

    On Mother’s Day, Mom and I got all gussied up in our finest spring outfits. She wore her favorite red dress, and I donned my new green one. She had a fresh haircut, and I had my new braided style. We made a pretty mother-daughter duo, if I do say so myself. We gathered our purses, hopped into our trusty chariot, and headed to our destination.

    Two women sitting in a car, smiling on their way to The Pink Door Tea House for a Mother’s Day outing.
    A quick car selfie before heading to The Pink Door Tea House for our Mother’s Day tea date.

    First Impressions

    Since there’s no street parking available, we used the free lot less than a block away. After checking our faces one more time in the car mirrors, we strolled up to the front of the venue and were immediately stopped by a long line spilling out of the doorway. They were clearly booked and busy with families celebrating their moms.

    Exterior of The Pink Door Tea House with its charming pink entrance and vintage décor accents, photographed on Mother’s Day
    The Pink Door Tea House Exterior

    While we waited to check in, we took pictures in front of the house. They had several cute vignettes set up for photo ops. Even though the displays were adorable, some looked a bit worn, dusty, and dingy. My mother and I made sure not to touch or sit on anything so we wouldn’t get dirty. I snapped several photos of her to commemorate the occasion. She looked lovely in every pose.

    Woman posing in front of a decorative outdoor vignette at The Pink Door Tea House, featuring a vintage table-and-chair setup.
    My mom posing in front of one of the outdoor vignettes at The Pink Door Tea House during our Mother’s Day outing.

    Inside the Tea House

    After taking photos, we finally made it to the front desk and checked in. A few moments later, we were seated. The inside was packed, but everyone seemed to be in a festive mood. Each table was decorated with a unique tablecloth and an eclectic mix of tea sets, utensils, and dishes.

    Tables inside The Pink Door Tea House set with floral tablecloths, vintage tea sets, and assorted utensils.
    Inside the tea house, every table had its own charming mix of tablecloths, tea sets, and vintage details.

    Our waitress greeted us and took our tea order. Since I had already chosen the Garden High Tea option when booking, we didn’t need to order anything else. Five minutes later, she returned with teapots filled with our choice of piping hot tea. Shortly after, she brought out our strawberry walnut salads, which were a light and tasty start to our tea experience.

    Tea Time and Treats

    As we waited for the next round of treats, we took more pictures and people-watched. We also soaked in the décor, which featured an assortment of mismatched patterns and fabrics that reminded me of visiting Grandma’s house on a Sunday afternoon.

    Table setting at The Pink Door Tea House featuring pink tea sets, patterned tablecloths, and vintage utensils.
    One of the table setups of the day, complete with pink tea sets and vintage details.

    Soon, our two-tier tray arrived with an assortment of finger sandwiches, chocolate-dipped strawberries, mini pastries, and scones. We made sure to try a little bit of everything.

    Final Thoughts

    Once we had our fill of scrumptious food, our afternoon tea experience came to an end. All in all, we had a lovely time. The staff was attentive, friendly, and punctual. The establishment was clean, and most importantly, the food was tasty.

    I would definitely recommend The Pink Door Tea House to fellow tea lovers. I plan to visit again in the future.

  • How I Turned a Birthday Gift Crisis into a Travel-Themed Win

    How I Turned a Birthday Gift Crisis into a Travel-Themed Win

    The Art (and Challenge) of Thoughtful Gifting

    If you didn’t already know, I truly enjoy giving gifts. There’s nothing like the feeling of finding the perfect present for someone you care about. To me, it’s an art form — one I’ve almost mastered. But every now and then, the universe throws me a challenge, and this past spring was no exception.

    A Milestone Birthday… and a Blank Mind

    A friend of mine was turning the big 5-0, and I wanted something special to honor her new season of life. The only problem? We had only known each other for about a year and a half. I thought I knew enough to pick the perfect gift, but apparently, I was very wrong.

    Searching for Inspiration (and Striking Out)

    Pinterest to the Rescue… or Not

    After racking my brain for what felt like an eternity, I turned to Pinterest. But nothing grabbed my attention — not a single thing.

    My Go-To Gift Websites Failed Me

    Next, I visited one of my favorite sites, Gifts.com, which usually helps you narrow gift ideas by category. But I struck out there, too. No inspiration. No spark. Nothing.

    With only two weeks left before her birthday, I was at my wit’s end. I decided to give my brain a little break.

    The Eureka Moment

    A few days later, I sat down and reflected on everything I knew about my friend. I replayed every conversation in my head until it hit me:

    She LOVES to travel.

    She takes several trips a year, always plans ahead, and even had an upcoming European adventure to celebrate turning 50.

    A travel theme was clearly the way to go.

    Let the Gift Hunt Begin

    A Travel Coffee Table Book

    I headed straight to Amazon, the land of endless possibilities, to search for travel-themed gifts. My first idea was a beautiful coffee table book so she could discover new places to explore. I chose Best in Travel 2025 because it was current, colorful, and full of unique destinations.

    A Travel Photo Album

    My next idea: a travel scrapbook. But since my friend isn’t big on crafting, I went with a simple, stylish photo album. It held 160 photos and included lines for captions — perfect for preserving memories without any fuss.

    A Travel Journal

    Because she enjoys writing, I added a linen-covered travel journal with prompts and space for photos. It was compact enough to slip into her bag for on-the-go storytelling.

    Rounding Out the Perfect Gift Bundle

    Setting the Mood: A Candle Warmer

    Even though the travel items made a lovely gift, I wanted something to add warmth and ambiance. That’s when I thought of a candle warmer. I pictured her turning on the soft glow while she flipped through the travel book. I added a lavender candle with the phrase “The calming scent of planning another trip” embossed on the glass. Perfect.

    The Final Touch: A Travel Backpack

    Instead of a standard gift bag, I decided to purchase a stylish travel backpack to hold everything. It felt on theme and practical — cute enough for weekend trips and spacious enough for a 17” laptop, three packing cubes, and more. The black and cream design sealed the deal.

    I added everything to my cart and felt completely satisfied with my selections.

    Delivery Day: A Gift from the Heart

    My order arrived two days before her birthday. I arranged each item carefully inside the backpack and then made a personalized card with a little help from ChatGPT, of course.

    When I surprised her with the gift, she burst into tears. Her birthday had started off shaky because she’d unexpectedly had to cancel her European trip. She was devastated, but my gift became a bright spot in her day.

    I couldn’t have been happier.

    The Joy of Giving

    There is nothing like making someone’s day with a thoughtful, intentional gift. Her joy reminded me why I love gift-giving so much: it’s not about the price tag — it’s about the heart, the creativity, and the intention behind it.

  • My Midlife Crisis Came with Braids, Not a Sports Car

    My Midlife Crisis Came with Braids, Not a Sports Car

    Because sometimes a new hairstyle is cheaper, and way more fun, than a convertible –

    They say a midlife crisis starts with a shiny red sports car. Mine started with a deep sigh in front of the mirror and a stubborn bun that had overstayed its welcome. After six years of playing it safe with the same tired hairstyle, I was ready for something bold. Something fresh. Something braided. What began as a simple quest for a new look turned into a full-blown midlife hair makeover, one twist, one braid, and one confident smile at a time.

    A Hair Crisis of My Own

    Lately, I’ve been going through my version of a midlife crisis. However, instead of buying a new sports car, I’m doing new things with my hair. Let’s just say I’ve been a little unhappy with my appearance since moving to Arizona, and I was in desperate need of a change. To understand this sudden shift, I need to take you back to the beginning of my midlife hair makeover.

    The Beginning of a Hair Love Story

    For starters, I’ve always been a hair girl. It began with my grandmother, Fannie, taking me to the salon when I was five. We had a standing appointment every two weeks on Friday afternoons with Miss Maggie. I would get a press and curl, Shirley Temple curls to be exact. It was a bonding moment for us both, and I loved it! Little did Grandma know, she was creating a mini hair diva.

    High School Hair Drama

    By high school, my mother had found a more modern hairstylist named Carol. I was nervous at my first appointment because Miss Maggie’s Vigorol relaxer had caused significant damage, and I feared Carol would have to chop most of my hair off. To my surprise, she was able to save most of it and give me an updated style. My hair flourished in her hands. Even though she was pricier and I couldn’t visit as often, I was happy with her care and skill.

    Losing and Finding My Hairstylist Again

    During college, I lost contact with Carol after she lost her shop in a legal battle and had to relocate. I started doing my own hair or trying new stylists in Baltimore, and needless to say, the results were disappointing. One stylist even used a super-strength relaxer that caused severe breakage. I was devastated.

    Fortunately, after five years, my mother ran into Carol’s daughter at the grocery store and got her new contact information. I was ecstatic. Carol was shocked by the damage but helped nurse my hair back to health over the next couple of years.

    Eighteen Years with Karen: Style Meets Stability

    After some time, I wanted a change. Carol was amazing, but she wasn’t into the latest styles and was taking fewer appointments. My mother had found a new stylist in 2000 named Karen, whose salon was just ten minutes from my job. She was modern, skilled, and attentive. I started seeing her and stayed for over eighteen years.

    Every two weeks on Friday after work, I’d head to her salon. Even though one reason I started seeing Karen was to try new styles, I ended up wearing the same look most of the time. When my hair began thinning due to androgenetic alopecia, there wasn’t much I could do.

    Going Natural: A Turning Point

    In 2007, I decided to embark on a natural hair journey to save my hair. Karen supported me throughout the transition, and together we learned about natural hair products and techniques. It was the early start of what would later become my midlife hair transformation.

    By the time I moved to Arizona in 2018, my dermatologist had helped me understand my condition and what products worked best for my hair. Unfortunately, keeping it healthy meant keeping it simple. That didn’t leave much room for experimenting with new looks.

    New State, New Challenges

    Finding a good Black hairstylist in Arizona was difficult. Back home in the DMV, salons were everywhere, but here, they were few and far between. Even when I did find one, I couldn’t afford regular visits since I was unemployed for a while.

    So, once again, I became my own stylist. Arizona’s dry air and hard water were brutal on my hair, causing more shedding than ever. Eventually, I found products that helped, but my hair still wouldn’t hold a style. That’s when the bun became my default. What I thought was temporary turned into my everyday look for six years.

    The Bun Years

    Over time, I grew increasingly unhappy with my hair. I didn’t want to cut it, but I couldn’t style it the way I wanted. My frustration came to a head in November 2024. I was planning a trip to visit my niece in Minnesota and wanted to look nice, different.

    I decided to get braids, despite my dermatologist’s warning about tension and synthetic hair. I researched low-tension styles and proper maintenance before settling on Esther at Monarch Beauty Services in Phoenix. I didn’t realize it then, but this decision would mark the start of my midlife hair makeover journey.

    The Braided Comeback

    For my first braided style, I chose medium, mid-back island boho twists, low tension and easy to remove. I was nervous, but Esther and her assistant were gentle and understanding of my fine hair and tender scalp.

    When they finished, I looked like a new woman. My scalp was slightly sore but not painful, and my hair looked exactly like my Pinterest inspiration. My mom loved it, and my family in Minneapolis showered me with compliments.

    I kept the braids for six weeks, double what I’d planned, and my hair remained healthy afterward. Taking them down took five hours (and an entire season of Severance), but I followed TikTok’s take-down tips carefully, and my edges stayed intact.

    Finding My Arizona Stylists

    A few months later, I wanted another cute style, a two-braid look. Esther was honest and said it might not work on my fine hair, but I still believed it could. I found another stylist, Charity at Braidz4Dayz, who specialized in crochet and thinning hair. She said yes, and I booked my appointment.

    The day of my appointment, I was nervous but determined. Charity’s suite was professional and spotless. Ninety minutes later, I looked in the mirror and felt transformed. The braids were lightweight, flattering, and everything I envisioned. She instantly became my new go-to stylist.

    I’ve visited Charity three times since that first appointment in April. The feed-in braids have become my signature, they flatter my face, don’t stress my hair, and work for any occasion. Best of all, they take under two hours to install.

    Confidence Restored: My Hair, My Peace

    This midlife hair makeover has truly been one for the books. It’s kicked off a new chapter in my life, a style evolution. I’m thrilled to have found a look that works with my delicate hair and makes me feel confident again.

    Next, I’m on a quest to find a skilled stylist who can safely heat-style my natural hair. Once I find that magical person, I’ll finally be content.

  • A Surprise-Filled Weekend: How My 50th Birthday Became Unforgettable

    A Surprise-Filled Weekend: How My 50th Birthday Became Unforgettable

    Turning 50 felt like a milestone that deserved a celebration, but with money being tight, I didn’t expect to do anything extravagant. My plan was simple—enjoy a solo weekend doing things I loved, quietly ushering in my 50s. I wasn’t disappointed by the idea. In fact, I was looking forward to it.

    Then, about a month before my birthday, my sister-in-law gave me the surprise of a lifetime—she invited me to Minnesota for the weekend, covering my ticket and planning something special. I was beyond touched. Not only was I going to spend my birthday with family, but I had a feeling that more surprises were in store.

    And I was absolutely right. What I thought would be a simple weekend turned into an unforgettable celebration, filled with love, laughter, and moments I’ll cherish forever. Let me take you along on the journey of how my 50th birthday became more magical than I ever imagined.

    Arriving in Minnesota

    I arrived in Minnesota on Thursday, excited to spend a relaxing weekend with family. That evening, things were quiet, and my sister-in-law didn’t give away any details about what was to come. I assumed we’d have a nice, low-key weekend together—maybe go out for dinner or do a little sightseeing.

    But little did I know, the real surprise was waiting for me the next morning.

    Friday: The Perfect Kickoff

    The celebration started with a Friday morning brunch, which I thought would just be a simple meal with my family. But as soon as I walked in, I was met with an incredible surprise—my closest friends and family were all there, waiting for me!

    Kendra, Marguerite, and my cousin Kola had all flown in just to celebrate with me. I was stunned. Marguerite had even rearranged her own vacation and birthday plans to be there. Kendra, despite her fear of flying, pushed past her anxiety and got on a plane just for me. And Kola, ever the thoughtful one, brought her two daughters and even made personalized party favors for the occasion.

    Marguerite and Kendra

    I was overwhelmed with joy. I had come to Minnesota expecting a small family gathering, but instead, I was surrounded by some of my favorite people in the world.

    After the amazing surprise at brunch, we headed to Paisley Park, the legendary home and studio of Prince. As a lifelong Prince fan, this was beyond exciting. Walking through the space where he created so much iconic music, seeing the memorabilia, and hearing the history behind the legend was surreal. It felt like stepping into a piece of music history, and I soaked up every moment.

    That evening, we wrapped up the day with dinner at a food hall in downtown Minnesota. The atmosphere was lively, the food was delicious, and the conversations were filled with laughter and memories. Sitting there, surrounded by love, I already knew this birthday weekend was going to be one for the books.

    Saturday: My 50th Birthday

    The big day arrived, and my sister-in-law had even more fun planned!

    We started the morning at a Black open-air market, where we explored local vendors, admired unique handmade goods, and supported Black-owned businesses. The energy was vibrant, and it felt amazing to be in such a lively space with my friends and family.

    Next, we visited Hunt & Gather, a huge thrift store that was unlike anything I’d ever seen. This wasn’t just any thrift store—it was a treasure hunter’s paradise! The store was packed with eclectic finds, antiques, vintage pieces, and unique oddities. I could have spent hours sifting through the treasures, discovering cool and quirky items.

    Of course, no trip to Minnesota is complete without stopping at the Mall of America. Even though I had been there before, it was still fun to walk around, take in the massive scale of the place, and do a little window shopping.

    As the day wound down, we got ready for my birthday dinner at a fancy restaurant. Everything about the evening was perfect—the ambiance, the food, and the company. Sitting at that table, surrounded by my closest friends and family, I felt so incredibly grateful and loved.

    But the surprises didn’t stop there. When we got home, my sister-in-law brought out a stunning birthday cake in all of my favorite colors. It was the perfect finishing touch to an already incredible day. We gathered around, cut the cake, and shared in the sweetness—both literally and figuratively.

    A Birthday Filled with Love and Gratitude

    Looking back on that weekend, I can truly say that my 50th birthday was more than I ever could have dreamed of. The love and thoughtfulness poured into every moment made me feel so incredibly special and appreciated.

    I never imagined that so many people would go out of their way to make this milestone birthday unforgettable. From the friends who traveled miles to surprise me to the family who planned every detail so thoughtfully, I felt surrounded by love in a way I’ll never forget.

    Turning 50 didn’t just mark a new decade of my life—it reminded me of how lucky I am to have such amazing people in my corner. The love, laughter, and unforgettable memories of this weekend are gifts that I will cherish forever.

    If this is what 50 looks like, I can’t wait to see what’s next.