I’ve been organizing people - socially and politically - since the playground and I have to say that sometimes the social event organizing is the more difficult to pull off. Email helped a lot, but then you have to keep track of a series of emails from a large number of people that aren’t always clear or helpful when you need to do things like make reservations or pick the best date for a gathering.

My new favourite coordinating tool is Evite. You can organize everything from brunch with pals to raging parties with this handy tool. It allows you to store your email addresses, send invites and reminders and track who has responded - as well as who has bothered to open up your invite and read it to start with. You can also invite a group of people to select the dates that work best for them, therefore avoiding the annoying back and forth of group email discussions. I think I may be in love.

I started the second round of boot camp on Tuesday (we got to sleep in Monday if we did the fit test on Friday as it’s the same thing again).

This means a new instructor too. I sense that my ass is going to hurt tomorrow as a result of today’s session (I almost stayed in bed, but if I figured that if I was awake enough to scratch Lola’s chin for her, I could get myself out of bed). We did a killer abs session yesterday now the ground is warmer and we can lay down on our mats without freezing.

The new instructor is pretty tough - but good tough and full of tips. Like how we need to have protein within an hour of our workout to build our muscles. All I could think of was the breaded almond chicken in the fridge from last night’s Chinese binge. Later, when I came to on the drive to work, I remembered that I am supposed to be drinking protein shakes every morning of my life as decreed by Glenda the good witch (aka my naturopath), and that I have all the makings at home.

I settled for a bacon and cheese scone from the TP instead. We’ll nail that protein thing better tomorrow - arms day.

I don’t normally quote from the Toronto Star, but the recent article on how whiny children tend to grow up to be conservative really spoke to me.

“Remember the whiny, insecure kid in nursery school, the one who always thought everyone was out to get him, and was always running to the teacher with complaints? Chances are he grew up to be a conservative…….The confident, resilient, self-reliant kids mostly grew up to be liberals.”

Nice.