December 2008

Secrets & Sexy Stirry Sticks

December 16, 2008February 10, 2010 by Rasmenia Comment Closed

All three of us, Olivier, my mother-in-law & myself, all decided that it would have to be Thai food for lunch. Sure, there are plenty of restaurants in the 11th arrondissement of Paris, but the Thai restaurant down the street was the only thing that would be able to satisfy us. We had been thinking about it all morning & now we all had a strong craving.After we had been seated, we ordered our food & some drinks. I watched people wrapped in coats & scarves as they passed by the window, moving around in different directions, none of them paying any attention to one another.The conversation between the three of us moved in & out from English to French to Frenglish, then back to English again. I tried to follow along, but couldn't think of anything except for my nems, wondering when they would arrive.However, as soon as the waiter brought our drinks, I forgot about the nems. The...

The Pinup Queen Next Door

December 13, 2008July 20, 2009 by Rasmenia Comment Closed

"I was not trying to be shocking, or to be a pioneer. I wasn't trying to change society, or to be ahead of my time. I didn't think of myself as liberated, and I don't believe that I did anything important. I was just myself. I didn't know any other way to be, or any other way to live." - Bettie Page "I never was the girl next door" - Bettie PageBettie Page April 22, 1923 – December 11, 2008[tags]Bettie Page, pinup, girl, celebrity, death[/tags]...

Franks Giving

December 5, 2008November 24, 2020 by Rasmenia Comment Closed

It really didn't feel like an entire year had passed since last Thanksgiving. Before I knew it, another 12 months had passed & here we were, getting ready for this Thanksgiving.Olivier & I made the trip into Paris so that we could go hunting for exotic imported items: cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie filling, boxes of stuffing & canned sweet potatoes. You know - really fancy stuff.Luckily, there are a few American grocery stores in Paris, but in November, we get all of the necessary Thanksgiving supplies at a place called...um...Thanksgiving.So, Olivier took the afternoon off from work. Hey, this is France - people are working. It's just another day here.It was still a typical Thanksgiving day, however. There I was, in the kitchen, the combined scents of turkey & pumpkin pie wafting out toward the living room, where Olivier was lounging on the couch, watching the game.Ok, so it was a rugby game instead of a football game.Naturally, before we...