Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Ladies-Dress To Impress



By no means am I a fashion expert. I'm probably the last person that should be talking about it. I have very simple taste when it comes to attire. I used to think I was in the minority when it comes to what guys think women look attractive wearing. I came across a survey done by "Redbook" magazine. It surveyed a group of guys and what they though women looked most attractive wearing. Apparently I'm on the same page as other guys because I completely agree with the list, and ladies, its not what you might think.

Jeans and tank top- It's not boring. It's simple, low maintenance, and sexy. It makes the guy focus more on you than the clothes.

The Liberian Look- Guys like the skirt and the look of a smart girl. Oh, and we love the glasses.

Sports Jersey- Most guys love sports. If you share that love with him, it's attractive. If you share that love on your sleeve, even better. I've never seen a women look unattractive while wearing a Packers jersey. (Vikings jersey is a little different)

Yoga Pants- It's the socially acceptable version of sweat pants that you can wear out of the house. But guys like the other positives. They’re form-fitting, comfortable, and sexy.

However, my favorite did not make the list. I'm weird and think a woman looks most attractive right after she wakes up in the morning (after she brushes her teeth). Sweatpants or shorts and t shirt, no makeup, and messy hair. Love the natural look, beautiful without trying.

So ladies, when you think you have to get all dolled up for your man, think again. Wear something comfortable with some Packers stuff, you can't go wrong.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Sweet Dreams? I Don't Think So



We've all heard the phrase "sweet dreams." Sweet dreams are made of these, sleep tight and sweet dreams, and so on. You may have also heard the phrase “sleep on it” after going through a tough day or before you have to make a big decision. Apparently "sleeping on it" will make it harder for you to have "sweet dreams."

During a study, people were shown disturbing images of war, car crashes, or famine. Half of the people went to sleep and the other half stayed awake. The people who went to bed right away felt worse in the morning. They said the images stayed with them better than those who had time to maybe think them off. Researches said they weren't sure why there was a difference.

What goes on in the mind while we sleep, to me, is one of the most interesting things. I have no idea why I dream things I dream. Sometimes there is an old classmate who I never even talked to when I was in school that makes an appearance. I also have a few reoccurring dreams too. I actually had one last night where I'm rafting down what looks like a more violent version of the Fox River and instead of taking the locks I get sucked going down the dam. It's scary stuff. Once again I have no idea why I'd dream that. One thing I actually like is falling dreams. I've only had two or three that I can recall but it's an interesting sensation. It's a thrilling feeling plus you wake up before you die. The other plus side is I never had that dream when I actually was falling out of bed or off a couch.



Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Hating Facebook?

The Wall Street Journal just came up with the most hated US businesses. The list had airlines, and phone providers, and banks. I get those. But Facebook? Seriously, why do people hate Facebook? The report said it was because people are afraid that the social media site doesn't provide enough privacy as well as costumer service concerns.

I understand these concerns...however. It's a social media site. It's not supposed to be private. Anything you post goes out to anyone and everyone. That's the point of a social media site. I know people don't want their personal information stolen and that has been an item of concern but anytime you put your personal information anywhere, especially online, you're putting yourself at risk. Be smart about what you put online because everything online is permanent, whether you delete it or not.

The other thing I find amusing about people's reactions to Facebook is when Facebook makes changes to the website. Do I like the new newsfeed look? No, not in particular. But, I'm not going to complain about it. It's foolish to complain about a completely free service you are in no way obligated to use. Maybe if I was half as smart as Mark Zuckerberg I'd complain and try to make improvements or a different social media site. Since I'm not, I'm going to continue to use one of the most popular websites in the world.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Spin Off

This morning I came in early to have a friendly competition with Mr. Bart Winkler. The challenge: who could last longer on a spin bike? The wager: loser does the other person's show for an hour. I'm happy to say I will not have to come in at 6am to do the first hour of Mornings with Bart. Bart will be doing my 6pm hour this Friday because I lasted 48 more minutes on the bike than him.


I have to say thanks to all of the support that we received throughout the morning. We both really appreciate it. Bart gave me a run for my money, biking for 2 hours and 18 minutes. He was getting great support. It kind of felt like I was the visiting team going into someone else's house. He was getting calls from his dad and texts from a lot more people cheering him on. But that's ok, I still thought it was a lot of fun and I think he was really feeding off the support he got which made it much more of a challenge.


After the ride, I'm not going to lie, I was exhausted (and I smelled.) I felt really bad for Nick Thomas who had to be in the studio right after the Spin Off. Bart was so tired that he almost fell after he got off the bike. As for me, I tried not to show my pain but when I got home I feel asleep almost as soon as I got out of the shower. Three hours is a long time on a bike but it is something I enjoy.


The reason we were spinning off this morning was to get everyone set for the Super Spin Saturday going on at the Fond du Lac YMCA January 21st. For more info you can go to the Ride for Rosita facebook page. You can also check out all of the videos from the spin off at http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=K107Tube.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Man's Best Friend or What's Pulling Your Family Apart




People love their dogs. They are a part of the family. I never got along with my parents dog. She doesn't like me but I love her and she is part of the family (I was just jealous because she got her own room and I had to share with my brother). Dogs have often been referred to as man's best friend. However, man's best friend can make it hard for the non-canines in the family. A dog who lives to be 12 years old will be the cause of about 2,000 family arguments. That's about three per week. The doggy topic arguments range from how much to spend on a the pooch, what to do with it over the holidays, who's turn it is to walk it, or who has to clean up little Scruffy's droppings.

I know that little Oreo (that's my parents dog) caused quite a few arguments in the Frassetto house hold. The biggest one wasn't relieved until about 10 years after we got her. I didn't know we were getting a dog and I didn't want a dog, it was a surprise. There is a home video of my brother, sister and myself when we got her and I started crying. At the time my parents thought it was because I was happy. Not until 10 years after we had Oreo did I tell them that those were not tears of joy.

Otherwise the most common fight that we had over the dog was aimed at my dad who turned her into a beggar. She just started to whine at every meal. It was annoying but Dad would still "accidently" drop some food for her. We still yell at him for that.

I think the fact that a dog can lead to this many arguments says how important they actually are. I remember having tons of arguments with my siblings. So maybe the arguments about the dog just reflect on how they are valued in the family.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

If I Die Ap?

Death is a very interesting subject. I wonder where we go, if it hurts, you know the normal stuff. But I also wonder about other things too, like will people be sad and how will they think about me when I'm gone. I think about what my last words would be too. I hope my last words are with the people who I care about but you never know how it's going to happen.

But now thanks to the power of Facebook I know that my last words will be heard not only the ones I care about, but also the other X amount of people who I'm friends with on facebook. The social media site has created an "If I Die Ap". This is how it works; you write or post a video message into the ap on Facebook. Then you make three of your close friends your "trustees." If you pass away your trustees will confirm your death on the ap. After all three of them confirm that you are no longer with us, your farewell message will be posted for all the world to see.

I can see positives and negatives in all of this. The first thing I thought of (yes it's a morbid, sorry) is this would be a terrible practical joke. If your three trustees got together, all confirmed your death...I think you get my concern. The other thing that I don't know if I'd like is for EVERYONE to see my last farewell and to be honest I don't think most people would want to see it either. I'd imagine there being a lot of very personal feelings shared in those messages and for me, for every one of my Facebook friends to see it may just be too much.

The positive is you never know how or when your time is going to end. I'm going to want to make sure that the people who I love know that I appreciate what they've done for me and this ap helps make sure they know in a very personal way, especially if you were to post a video. The other positive is if you are dying your thoughts might not come out as articulately as you’d want. This way you can censor yourself a little and get everything you want out and everything you want to stay unknown remains unspoken. It's a very different ap, it's somewhat morbid, but it could be a nice way to say good bye. Hopefully not too soon.