One hundred days is an artificial judging point, an observation that hasn’t kept political commentators citing it today from judging President Obama’s administration.

My conscience is the greatest factor in how I vote and my opinion of people in office, more than detailed analysis or sophisticated understanding of political science. Government workings remind me of chess, except that people are affected by the moves made.

After 100 days, I trust Obama. The world is a scary place with wars and economic hardships. The President seems to understand that people’s quality of life is important and depends on what he does.

One hundred days is an artificial judging point, an observation that hasn’t kept political commentators citing it today from judging President Obama’s administration.

My conscience is the greatest factor in how I vote and my opinion of people in office, more than detailed analysis or sophisticated understanding of political science. Government workings remind me of chess, except that people are affected by the moves made.

After 100 days, I trust Obama. The world is a scary place with wars and economic hardships. The President seems to understand that people’s quality of life is important and depends on what he does.

Our oldest daughter started university this year. She is living in residence. After two weeks’ time, she informed us via facebook, that she got her nose pierced. I thought she was joking. She was not. Of course, we still love her, but my husband and I were disappointed in her decision. No, it’s not as bad as a tattoo, and it can grow over, I know that. But to me, facial piercings scream rebellion, whether she meant it to say that or not. She says not. In the real world, people are judged by appearances whether it’s fair or not.

One hundred days is an artificial judging point, an observation that hasn’t kept political commentators citing it today from judging President Obama’s administration.

My conscience is the greatest factor in how I vote and my opinion of people in office, more than detailed analysis or sophisticated understanding of political science. Government workings remind me of chess, except that people are affected by the moves made.

After 100 days, I trust Obama. The world is a scary place with wars and economic hardships. The President seems to understand that people’s quality of life is important and depends on what he does.

Why we cling to the music of our youth: I have my theories. First, it reminds us of specific times, usually good times, and just the feeling of being young. Few memories are as good as the great rock concerts of years ago. Then, there’s age difference that affects our perspective. Our musician heroes were approximately 10 years older or the same age as us. But sometimes, I think the main reason we cling more to the music we’ve always loved more than whatever became popular since is because we’re full. How many more songs can fit in one brain?