Monday, January 10, 2011

About Me

My name is Alison Ryan (Madame Ryan pour les français). In my former life I was a French teacher who taught pre-kindergarteners all the way up to college students. Three months after my first child was born we moved to Paris and I’ve been a SAHM (Stay At Home Mom) ever since. I’m originally from New Hampshire but left New England as soon as I realized there was really nothing keeping me there (other than the crappy weather and my crazy ass family members). Me and my wicked tall husband are the parents of two Mini Mes (one that looks like him and one that looks like me). We live rent free in Paris’s eighth arrondissement courtesy of the US Government (that’s your tax dollars at work).

Not enough for ya? Well, here is some random info about me:

~ I hate spiders, but love snakes.
~I love my daughters to pieces and can’t wait for them to get the hell out of my house.
~I once stopped dating a guy because he had a weird last name.
~I speak to my children exclusively in French. My husband speaks to them in Iowan English.
~I am a clothes horse which makes living in the City of Lights very expensive.
~I think Dave Barry is the funniest man in the history of the world and when I read his columns I laugh so hard I cry.
~When I was seven months pregnant with my first child, I shared an elevator with that blonde guy from Thirtysomething and (for a laugh) asked him to bless my baby. He quickly (and wordlessly) exited the elevator on the very next floor.
~I never forget a face, but I can never remember a name.
~Living in Paris has made me a chocolate and pastry snob. Suzy Q’s and Hershey bars will no longer cut it. My sugar fixes can only be satisfied by mille feuilles and Godiva.
~I secretly wish I was a mermaid.
~ Amy Alkon is my personal hero.
~I truly believe you should live every day as if it is your last on this earth.


  1. Wow, I'm glad you told me about this over on FanStory. A Mermaid, huh; different. Live life to its fullest my friend.

  2. I love this blog. To see a rel account of living abroad is refreshing. I read a girls blog before moving to Beijing and it was all sunshine and roses. I later met her (as we knew no one here) only to learn that she hated China, barely left her apartment and disliked most Chinese people. People moving to Paris will not have it so rough because they will have a realistic view of what they signed up for. Btw, its funny to me that Chinese people and the French do not get along...they have so many delightful habits in common.