Believe it or not, the human body contains more bacteria living inside than individual cells: 100 trillion microorganisms live in our gastrointestinal tract as compared with a "mere" 10 trillion human cells in our body. And one of the best kinds of microorganisms we can have flourishing inside our bodies are the probiotics, the healthy bacteria that live in our intestines or gut. Now, new research from the Stanford University School of Medicine and Stanford Hospital and Clinics suggests probiotics might even enhance weight-loss programs.

via health.yahoo.com

I've heard this for a while now, but all the more reason to eat yogurt on a regular basis. I love Yoplait Light Vanilla which has no fruit, less fat and fewer overall calories than many flavored yogurts. I'll also keep eating whole wheat and the best part about this is that I love onions and garlic, so keeping those in my diet is a no brainer!

Getting healthy, one step at a time.

I think I have finally found a new name for my blog, but I'm going to wear it for few days or so before I completely commit to it. It is a line from "Here's to you Mrs. Robinson" which has been a defining song for me since the day I got married and actually became Mrs. Robinson.

It serves the purpose of identifying myself and what the blog will be about without pigeon holing myself as a Mommy blogger. While my children are a huge part of my life, I am at a time in my life where there is more balance in what I do, what I'm interested in, and yes...what I want to write about.

So here's to me, Mrs. Robinson!

What do you think?

I started this post way back in March of 2009. Dan had just lost his Dad, Ralph, to cancer and I had just spoken to my Dad for the first time ever on the phone. It was an amazing emotional time. Bittersweet to say the least:

Dear Dad:

Well, here we are at a turning point in our relationship.

The sound of your voice on the phone a few days ago was like a warm, soft blanket laid gently over my soul.

It continues to warm me as the days go on. I think about our next conversation, when it will come, what it will be like. The beautiful part is that I feel like I can make it happen whenever I feel the want or need to do so. You have opened the door for me, not just as a courtesy, but as a true invitation. If I were unsure of it, I would be calling you frequently. But I feel so certain that this is just the beginning, that there is no need to manufacture reasons or excuses. I just need to follow my heart and when the spirit moves me, you will be there.

And I, of course, am here whenever you next decide to reach out.

Since then, I have spoken to my Dad again. He called me as I sat in the beautiful house that Ralph and Betsy had renovated just prior to Ralph's passing. There is no coincidence, in my mind that Ralph has had a hand in bringing my Dad and I closer since his passing. He is pulling some strings, I'm sure of it.

And now, I actually call my Dad, Dad. It sounds so simple, but I have never called anyone Dad in my entire life. This Father's Day (one that was so very difficult for us because it was our first one without Ralph) in an email thanking me for something I sent to him, my Dad signed off as "Dad" and I've been beginning each email with "Dear Dad" ever since.

It will take some getting used to, but I love it!

And here is the song that plays in my head when I think of my Dad: