Where have I been?

Just realized it's been awhile since I've posted anything ... apparently I've been busy :). We signed out lease Tuesday, and have started the fun process of actually really packing everything up and hauling over. If anyone's interested in moving the heavy things (read: furniture stuff), let me know! I'm already really liking the place, even though we really have hardly been there. We spent a lot of money, though, on new things for it ... and we're nowhere near done on that front. Today we get/have to buy a new washer/dryer set. I'm excited for that ... we've decided on a front loading pair -- more expensive up front, but should over time help save money on electricity and help our clothes last longer (Lord help me there, we never throw anything away ... I think I'm still wearing stuff from high school!)

Diet front (since that is really what this started about) -- nothing. Haven't exercised in God know's how long (other than moving crap), and have completely gotten away from journaling stuff -- think that happened in June when Nick's parents were here. Not sure how they broke me of that habit!

Cake class kind of sucked again ... enough that I'm debating if I want to go back next week or take it off. I had icing problems when I did my froggie transer (I was doing the same cake I posted last time). Put the wax paper on the cake to transer the picture over, and the icing came off instead of the gel staying down. Instructor's reason: you overbeat the icing. My reason: Could it have anything at all to do with the horrible high temperatures we've been having, and the fact we don't have air conditioning in our kitchen? 100 degree kitchen to me seems like it might affect that, since my last cake looked good. She also didn't help Angela figure out the parchment bag procedure to make it when she lost it, and couldn't remember how to restart it -- just grabbed and did. There was something else Angela did that the instructor kind of pointed out to the class -- and told us how to fix it -- but it was the way she grabbed her paper and said "learning experience" or whatever. Seriously thinking about writing Wilton and Michael's and complaining. It's depressing to leave what was supposed to be a fun night out sad and depressed instead. I didn't even end up getting to eat the cake I made (well, bought, I cheated -- another reason I'm wondering if my icing didn't stay on, that my Hy-Vee cakes weren't completely thawed or something when I iced them, or the fact I didn't level them ... God only knows, I don't really care anymore, but I do). When Angela brought me home, got my cake out of the back seat, and the bottom layer was where it was supposed to be, but the top layer and slid a couple inches over to the side ... strawberry filling starting to go everywhere. It was sad, and really, unrecoverable. One of the girls at work was sad too, cuz she came in on her day off for really good bean dip another gal brought in for her birthday, and my cake ... and there was no cake. I'm trying to decide if I want to keep going to these classes that I paid for, or if I just want to say "screw it" and teach myself the rest. Anyone have any opinions?