How happy life can be

Yesterday I found out that one of my best friends is breaking up with her boyfriend. I felt so bad for her and I also felt guilty for feeling lucky about my own life. I have an amazing boyfriend (a fiancé even!) who's put up with me for almost 5 years now, who wouldn't even THINK about cheating on me, who is going to marry me because he knows how important that is to me and who has fully agreed to have babies with me (yay!) because he knows how good we are together. I can't imagine what it must be like to be 23 years old and single, while you're actually only looking for someone to start a life with... When I told K. that, I suddenly felt kind of anxious, like I was jinxing our relationship. Luckily, he said that I shouldn't worry about him cheating on me, because he already has a hard time handling just me. :)

Day 2 of our healthy living (We went to a barbecue at my baking friend's house yesterday. Oops!): Joke's healthy chicken salad! I refer to it as hers because I found the recipe on her blog, but whatever! K. and I went shopping together and bought so much stuff. I had three recipes with me and ticked off everything I needed. This time I remembered to take a picture!

Pretty, no?

I only left out the fennel. I wanted to use Greek yogurt instead of plain nonfat yogurt, like Joke (or should I say: my blogster friend's blogging sister) suggested, but I'm such a ditsy girl and I didn't know which Greek yogurt to choose. It's supposed to be healthy, but I only found Nestle yogurt. Doesn't sound very healthy to me! Anyway, there was something that tasted weird and overly sweet to me. Maybe I'm just not used to having yogurt in my food? I think I'm going to try it with cucumber instead of celery next time. Apparently, I only like celery when it's cooked. K. said he could have this salad every day for lunch!

Also, we had an appointment at the bank this morning to discuss refinancing our mortgage (Is it actually called refinancing when you rearrange a mortgage so that you get a lower interest rate and a shorter term? I'm not sure). I always get so stressed when I have to go to the bank for stuff like that, and I don't even know why. It just always makes me feel terrible and sad, as if just going to the bank will actually cost me all my savings. Oh well!