<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354</id><updated>2012-02-12T00:05:38.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadra's Dialogue</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-6534374342628690262</id><published>2009-02-12T23:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:45:16.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SZUIuZGlGII/AAAAAAAAAS4/7XLHxiksRoI/s1600-h/99998happy_valentines_day.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SZUIuZGlGII/AAAAAAAAAS4/7XLHxiksRoI/s400/99998happy_valentines_day.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302153729404115074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-6534374342628690262?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/6534374342628690262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=6534374342628690262&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6534374342628690262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6534374342628690262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SZUIuZGlGII/AAAAAAAAAS4/7XLHxiksRoI/s72-c/99998happy_valentines_day.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-104373102475974426</id><published>2009-02-10T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:23:27.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>While I'm Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bb7TSGptd3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bb7TSGptd3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-104373102475974426?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/104373102475974426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=104373102475974426&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/104373102475974426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/104373102475974426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2009/02/while-im-waiting.html' title='While I&apos;m Waiting'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8109257156655795534</id><published>2009-02-05T22:11:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:31:37.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snaggle Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINALLY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn is almost 7 and hasn't lost a tooth yet. A tooth started growing behind another tooth that was barley loose. Well, the growing tooth kept growing and the loose tooth wasn't getting any looser. Then another tooth beside the barley loose tooth started getting loose too. Panic, is the best word to describe my feelings....I couldn't imagine what the dentist was going to say. This poor child. So, after about 3 weeks of worrying and working on her teeth, her papa finally pulled them for us tonight. Ouch! So she is caught up....she lost 2 teeth today. She is so cute!! I was working out tonight and she called me and said Mommy, do you wanna take my picture. I immediately knew what she was talking about. Relief! I'm glad we got thoose out before her other teeth grew in all the way. How do you explain that? lol :) While I'm sad I missed the event, I am glad it's over with. Now, the tooth fairy must show up tonight but Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy don't have any cash on them.....what do we do....rob her piggy bank? lol....go pulse money out of the ATM at 10:30 pm, or just explain to her the tooth fairy didn't have any money....hmmm...well I better go figure this one out.....check out a few pics....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299535864070851890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SYu7ykxizTI/AAAAAAAAASg/kMEdQLZMnUM/s400/DSC_0724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299536121669952754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SYu8BkZ9JPI/AAAAAAAAASo/1AEzOSjXmFc/s400/DSC_0727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299536302209322770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SYu8ME95TxI/AAAAAAAAASw/Odz0oHuqPNE/s400/DSC_0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-8109257156655795534?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/8109257156655795534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=8109257156655795534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8109257156655795534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8109257156655795534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2009/02/snaggle-tooth.html' title='Snaggle Tooth'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SYu7ykxizTI/AAAAAAAAASg/kMEdQLZMnUM/s72-c/DSC_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-4303177765219630224</id><published>2009-01-29T22:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:09:23.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting on Him</title><content type='html'>I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I am patient&lt;br /&gt;I am confident&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on you Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will obey&lt;br /&gt;I will serve you&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I will run the race&lt;br /&gt;I am peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I am faithful&lt;br /&gt;I will praise while I wait on You, Lord!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-4303177765219630224?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/4303177765219630224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=4303177765219630224&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/4303177765219630224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/4303177765219630224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2009/01/waiting-on-him.html' title='Waiting on Him'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-9174108064044848489</id><published>2009-01-27T23:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:24:24.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Am I So Tired....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I received this email a few days ago and thought I would share it with you....have you ever had one of these days?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide to water my garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay my car keys on the table; put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Pepsi I'd been drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Pepsi aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pepsi is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I head toward the kitchen with the Pepsi, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put the Pepsi on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly spot my cell phone charger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone left it on the kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that tonight when I go to charge my cell phone, I'll be looking for the charger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the end of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car isn't washed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bills aren't paid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a warm can of Pepsi sitting on the counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers don't have enough water,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still only 1 check in my check book,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find the charger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my glasses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't remember what I did with the car keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-9174108064044848489?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/9174108064044848489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=9174108064044848489&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/9174108064044848489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/9174108064044848489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-am-i-so-tired.html' title='Why Am I So Tired....'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-3477140710375458702</id><published>2009-01-17T11:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:23:40.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe as you hold out the word of life—in order that I may boast on the day of Christ that I did not run or labor for nothing. Philippians 2:14-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope each of you enjoy a blessed day. I have a very busy day ahead of me but I plan to not complain about all that I have to do but I choose to be happy, spread cheer, and be thankful that I am ABLE to do all these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please say a prayer for Ashlynn today, she has had an upset stomach all last night and today.....we are having to keep diapers on her.....I pray this does not put a set back in our potty training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and have a wonderful, blessed day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-3477140710375458702?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/3477140710375458702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=3477140710375458702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3477140710375458702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3477140710375458702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-everything-without-complaining-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-2914600441435687504</id><published>2009-01-15T22:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:39:11.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the Life of the Backhus Family...</title><content type='html'>I have just recently pick up a BAD habit....drinking coffee.  It's so bad that I drink a cup nearly every night.  It's all Sis. Smith's fault....she got me hooked on this cinnamion creme creamer (teasing), it's wonderful. I started drinking it because it helps me stay awake....why would you want to stay awake....well my husband works night and day it seems like and I try to stay up with him most nights BUT not always does that happen....but if I drink a cup of coffee I am wide away UNTIL.... so needless to say I am pretty tired in the mornings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I will try to get clothes and lunches ready at night to help me in the mornings BUT that doesn't always happen either so it's always RUSH RUSH RUSH in the mornings.  I hate the feeling of RUSH when I'm half asleep...lol  Anyway, so I guess the moral to this story IS, I need to quit drinking coffee. So I'm running late to the office as usual and I get a call and it's my dear husband letting me know he is broke down.  Argh!!!!  This is not good.  So I go rescue him and pay for the wrecker to tow our truck to the dealership.  Hopefully nothing too bad is wrong....so about 2hours later my husband sends me a message that the engine in the truck may need to be repaired plus some other stuff...oh, NO!!!  Okay, so my first thought was....if God can heal me, you and everybody else then He can heal an engine, right?  So I prayed!!!  Some of you may think I'm weird...but I had faith.  So, about 2.5 hours later my husband calls me again...."Babe, the engine is alright"....sigh...Thank you JESUS!!!  Whew.......saved us about $3500...see it pays to get on your knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3:00 pm Ashlynn's teacher calls and says she had fever....great....there is a HUGE, NASTY, sickness going around and I don't want it at all.  So I go pick her up, give her motrin and pray in Jesus Name she does not get that mess....in fact we saw one of her classmates vomiting as they were leaving school today...yuk!  So now we are on our way to pick up Jeff from work since his car is in the shop and all of a sudden Brooklyn starts crying that her stomach hurts, she's doubled over in the back seat of the car and in tears....great, what if she has this sickness too.  So by now I'm just hoping we make it to Jeff's office before she gets sick in my car when BAM!  Someone just hits my car!  Yes, someone backed into my car!  Great, we just got our car out of the shop from a drunk driver hitting us....lol.  All I can do is laugh at this point.  We have had a great day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm glad to tell you that my girls are doing better, my car has a bobo, my truck is in the shop, my husband is still working, I'm still up cause I had a cup of coffee and all I can do is laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when it rains it pours.  I just want to make sure that I pass whatever test comes my way.  I could of easily gotten a bad attitude about every little issue today, but there is something about being close to Him...everything looks different.  What if I had a bad spirit or a feel sorry for me attitude....would my engine need to be replaced, would my girls still be sick, would I still be upset.  I'm glad I gave it all to HIM to deal with.  Thank you Jesus for being apart of my day.  And thank you to all of you who shared in my laughter today.  Laughter is good for the soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-2914600441435687504?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/2914600441435687504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=2914600441435687504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/2914600441435687504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/2914600441435687504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-in-life-of-backhus-family.html' title='A Day in the Life of the Backhus Family...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-5492432384096875050</id><published>2009-01-13T23:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:32:30.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinkle Twinkle Little Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rEkVB_5v3Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rEkVB_5v3Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-5492432384096875050?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/5492432384096875050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=5492432384096875050&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5492432384096875050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5492432384096875050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2009/01/twinkle-twinkle-little-star.html' title='Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-4842924568107025372</id><published>2009-01-08T22:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:47:51.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back...</title><content type='html'>WOW, it’s been awhile since I sat down to blog….I barely have had time to read blogs. I have been extremely busy the past several weeks. I am very privileged to be able to work at the church which allows me to take off with the school holidays. For that, I am very grateful. We got 2 weeks off. &lt;a href="http://rkentsmith.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks Pastor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During that time off I got to spend a lot of time with my girls, Christmas shop, cook &amp;amp; try new recipes, attend Christmas parties, spend time with family….etc….however, this year during my time off I set an unusual goal…I wanted to have my 2 year old potty trained by the time we went back to school. I am proud to say that goal was accomplished!!!! YEAH Ashlynn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful Christmas as well. Spending time with family, friends and shopping was some of the highlights but one of my Christmas wishes came true…..I got to talk to my dad. This is huge! This is kind of complicated to explain but needless to say I was truly excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Christmas is over and now it’s time to plan a new year. I had been thinking during the holidays what I wanted to accomplish this year and I came up with a few simple goals…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Let my nails grow&lt;br /&gt;- Drink more water&lt;br /&gt;- Exercise more&lt;br /&gt;- Read the Bible through&lt;br /&gt;- Have a more powerful prayer life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I told you those were simple…but the other day I was packing up all my Christmas décor and I started thinking about how loving, caring &amp;amp; giving this season has been. I’ve seen it in my family, at the church and friends. So as I packed, I decided I didn’t want to pack up the meaning of Christmas….JESUS….I want to continue to love like He loves, care for others like He cares, &amp;amp; give to others like He gives to us. I want to evermore make it a goal, an endeavor to be a part of my daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro. Smith taught a lesson about this one Wednesday night last year… (I want to add this to my list of goals as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The 7 Up's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WAKE UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Begin the day with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;This is the day the Lord hath made, rejoice and be glad in it. Psalms 118:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DRESS-UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Put on a smile. It makes you look better.&lt;br /&gt;Look not on his countenance, or on the height of his stature, because I have refused him, for the Lord seeth no as man seeth, for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart. 1 Sam 16:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SHUT-UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – God gave us two ears and one mouth. We should listen twice as much as we talk. Don't gossip. Say nice things. Learn to listen.&lt;br /&gt;He that keepeth his mouth keepeth his life, but he that openeth wide his lips shall have destruction. Proverbs 13:3 A gossip betrays a confidence, so avoid a man who talks to much. Proverbs 20:19 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;STAND-UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – He that stands for nothing will fall for anything. Take a stand for what you believe. And Let us not be weary in well doing, for in due season we shall reap if we faint not. Galatians 6:9-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LOOK-UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Open your eyes to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me. Philippians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;REACH-UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Spend time in prayer for all your fears.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the Lord with all thine hear, and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths. Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LIFT-UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – Exalt &amp;amp; Magnify the King of Kings!&lt;br /&gt;And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, I will draw all men unto me. John 12:32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been extremely busy in the office this week. Catching up on two weeks of missed work, planning for a new year, cleaning out closets….etc.&lt;br /&gt;We have our leadership meeting this Saturday and I’m pumped…..it’s going to be AWESOME. I can’t wait for the challenge. I love new challenges. I happen to know what Pastor is going to teach…I won’t spill the beans….but it is going to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that I have caught up in the blog world, I will leave you with this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A basketball in my hands is worth about $19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A basketball in Michael Jordan's hands is worth about $33 million. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A baseball in my hands is worth about $6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A baseball in Roger Clemens' hands is worth $475 million. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It depends on whose hands it's in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A tennis racket is useless in my hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A tennis racket in Andre Agassi's hands is worth millions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A rod in my hands will keep away an angry dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A rod in Moses' hands will part the mighty sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A slingshot in my hands is a kid's toy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A slingshot in David's hand is a mighty weapon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in my hands is a couple of fish sandwiches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in Jesus' hands will feed thousands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nails in my hands might produce a birdhouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nails in Jesus Christ's hands will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Produce salvation for the entire world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So put your concerns, your worries, your fears, your hopes, your dreams, your families and your relationships in God's hands because... It depends whose hands it's in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-4842924568107025372?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/4842924568107025372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=4842924568107025372&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/4842924568107025372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/4842924568107025372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8428785803199322678</id><published>2008-12-17T16:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:54:34.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Wait...</title><content type='html'>I just can't wait until church tonight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need strenght...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to be refreshed &amp;amp; refueled...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this time of year....however it very tiring with all the rush, rush, rush to get ALL your shopping done, attend all the parties and still make sure your home is clean. If you are like me it is so easy for things to pile up or get out of place when your going, going, going....BUT at the same time it drives me crazy for things to be out of place or undone....soooooooooooooooooooooo hence me feeling a bit tired today....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what tired looks like or lets just say how I feel today......but I know I will feel MUCHO better after being in HIS presence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280895959924831538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SUmC5WsddTI/AAAAAAAAARw/vp8L7zyslIM/s400/tired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-8428785803199322678?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/8428785803199322678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=8428785803199322678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8428785803199322678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8428785803199322678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-wait.html' title='Can&apos;t Wait...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SUmC5WsddTI/AAAAAAAAARw/vp8L7zyslIM/s72-c/tired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-3095322131130926946</id><published>2008-12-15T21:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:14:40.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SUccqAHKgfI/AAAAAAAAARg/CQ8mddMrdcY/s1600-h/NOSE%2520PICK_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280220596025328114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SUccqAHKgfI/AAAAAAAAARg/CQ8mddMrdcY/s400/NOSE%2520PICK_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-3095322131130926946?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/3095322131130926946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=3095322131130926946&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3095322131130926946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3095322131130926946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='A Christmas Funny...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SUccqAHKgfI/AAAAAAAAARg/CQ8mddMrdcY/s72-c/NOSE%2520PICK_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-4054324977173407488</id><published>2008-12-10T22:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:44.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's Beginning To Look Alot Like Christmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it started snowing in Conroe around 3:30 or 4:00pm....it was still snowing on my way to church tonight....still snowing on my way home.....how awesome.....especially in Conroe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking some pictures we came in the house and sat by the fire while our taco soup was warming.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-cd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821159135949&amp;amp;site=widget-cd.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821159135949&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cd.slide.com/p1/2161727821159135949/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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how a $20 dollar bill seems like such a large amount when you donate it to the church,&lt;br /&gt;But such a small amount when you go shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it &lt;strong&gt;STRANGE&lt;/strong&gt; how 2 hours seem so long when you’re at church&lt;br /&gt;And how short they seem when you’re watching a good movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it &lt;strong&gt;STRANGE&lt;/strong&gt; that you can’t find a word to say when you’re praying&lt;br /&gt;But you have no trouble thinking what to talk about with a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it &lt;strong&gt;STRANGE&lt;/strong&gt; how difficult and boring it is to read one chapter of the Bible&lt;br /&gt;But how easy it is to read 100 pages of a popular novel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it &lt;strong&gt;STRANGE&lt;/strong&gt; how everyone wants front row tickets to concerts or games&lt;br /&gt;But they do whatever possible to sit at the last row in church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it &lt;strong&gt;STRANGE&lt;/strong&gt; how we need to know about an event for church 2-3 weeks before the day so we can include it in our agenda,&lt;br /&gt;But we can adjust our agenda for other events in the last minute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it &lt;strong&gt;STRANGE&lt;/strong&gt; how difficult it is to learn a fact about God to share it with others;&lt;br /&gt;But how easy it is to learn, understand and repeat gossip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it &lt;strong&gt;STRANGE&lt;/strong&gt; how we believe everything that magazines and newspapers say&lt;br /&gt;But we question the words in the Bible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it &lt;strong&gt;STRANGE&lt;/strong&gt; how everyone wants a place in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;But they don’t want to believe, do, or say anything to get there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-5915701167768098044?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/5915701167768098044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=5915701167768098044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5915701167768098044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5915701167768098044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/12/strange.html' title='STRANGE'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-764067314023582045</id><published>2008-12-03T23:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:17:56.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where’s Your Faith?</title><content type='html'>This evening we had a little episode with our oldest child and it prompted this thought…I hope it helps you as it has me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murmuring or complaining is one of those sins that are overlooked.  Sometimes we get so focused on the “big sins” such as murder and adultery that we overlook this sin.  This sin killed thousands of Israelites! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can read how the Israelites who were desperately thirsty looked only at the fact that the water they had come to was bitter and undrinkable.  And so they murmured against Moses. But honestly they were really murmuring against God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often just like the Israelites we focus on our desperate situation with our physical eyes and not with eyes of faith and then fall into the trap of complaining. We actually hinder the Lord’s answers to our problems by unbelief…which leads to the sin of murmuring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s not allow this sin to easily become a stronghold! The same wonder working God that led the children of Israel out of Egypt, is still at work today, but are we hindering Him?  If we are grumbling and complaining, the answer is, “YES”! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, until we stop, we are missing out on His answers and blessings which are waiting on our faith in Him!  Lord help me to trust You…tonight as I put my daughter to bed I prayed that she can see my faith &amp; trust in the Lord.  I prayed that I can be an example to her and to teach her that sin is sin no matter how big or small.  It is easier to complain about something or have unbelief but it is more powerful to trust, have faith and believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-764067314023582045?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/764067314023582045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=764067314023582045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/764067314023582045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/764067314023582045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/12/wheres-your-faith.html' title='Where’s Your Faith?'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-5754435316884914213</id><published>2008-12-01T23:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:19:37.494-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.apostoliclive.com/flvplayer.swf" width="384" height="288" name="VideoPlayer"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"  FlashVars="file=http://www.apostoliclive.com/uploads/cre7rrcqtx8gvcw6.flv&amp;overstretch=fit&amp;autostart=false&amp;image=http://www.apostoliclive.com/uploads/thumbs/cre7rrcqtx8gvcw6.jpg&amp;logo=http://www.apostoliclive.com/image_s/ap_logo.png&amp;link=http://www.apostoliclive.com&amp;linktarget=_blank&amp;recommendations=http://www.apostoliclive.com/recommendations.php"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-5754435316884914213?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/5754435316884914213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=5754435316884914213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5754435316884914213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5754435316884914213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/12/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-400883192633784365</id><published>2008-11-29T22:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:55:05.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Wanted to Let Each of You Know....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/STIcZwL-71I/AAAAAAAAARY/2oCQiR7hzJU/s1600-h/christmas_comments_04.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274309342361743186" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SS658iZ0QXI/AAAAAAAAANo/83U1DBxUUCE/s1600-h/happy-thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273356663375806834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SS658iZ0QXI/AAAAAAAAANo/83U1DBxUUCE/s400/happy-thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-342771775142118271?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/342771775142118271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=342771775142118271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/342771775142118271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/342771775142118271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-all-my-friends-family.html' title='To All My Friends &amp; Family'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SS658iZ0QXI/AAAAAAAAANo/83U1DBxUUCE/s72-c/happy-thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8768172752774663176</id><published>2008-11-24T23:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:48:37.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God is still...</title><content type='html'>As many of you already know, our little precious Kenzie passed away yesterday.  She took her last breath so peaceful, painless,  &amp;amp; with no struggle.  Although she's gone,  her little life was such a miracle.  The doctors &amp;amp; nurses were amazed at what a fighter she was and what a miracle they witnessed.   God allowed us precious time with her for 7 days.  Brandon &amp;amp; Letha are thankful for the time they got to spend with Kenzie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past several weeks my faith was at it's stongest.  I don't ever remember a time that I had so much faith.  I had faith for the whole family.  I believed God was going to heal this baby.  But His plan is not always our plan.   His plan is perfect!  Even though God did not choose to heal baby Kenzie my faith has not weakened.   Because I know God is still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miracle worker&lt;br /&gt;In controll&lt;br /&gt;On time&lt;br /&gt;A healer&lt;br /&gt;Our provider&lt;br /&gt;Our peace in the midst of the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful today because I know that during this time my family has come to know His peace, His perfect love &amp;amp; His strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God is not finished with my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who have prayed for my family and for Kenzie.  She is so special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her funeral will be Wednesday @ 11:00 am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-8768172752774663176?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/8768172752774663176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=8768172752774663176&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8768172752774663176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8768172752774663176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-is-still.html' title='God is still...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-4069743011262204071</id><published>2008-11-20T21:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:11:10.451-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Continues....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SSYlcVj9-II/AAAAAAAAANg/0Kj5Ind2qWc/s1600-h/DSC_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270941582638315650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SSYlcVj9-II/AAAAAAAAANg/0Kj5Ind2qWc/s400/DSC_0566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Kenzie is now 4 days old. She is soooo precious. I just love taking pictures of her. They all tease me when I come into the room because Kenzie will open one eye when she hears my voice and then immediately closes it cause she knows right behind the voice comes a flash. The paparazzi has arrived!!! I've taken about 600 or more pictures of this little miracle. I just love her to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a good day. Letha got discharged today but Kenzie's pediatrician asked them to stay one more day to monitor her feedings and to make sure her parent's are comfortable with the feeding procedures. Her little belly is processing all her formula. Much to everyone's surprise!!! They want her to process 23 cc of milk before leaving the hospital....she is currently on 20 cc every 3 hours. She weighs 4 lbs now. She is doing AWESOME!!! Mom &amp;amp; Dad are in good spirits. In fact when I came to the hospital today they asked where is Bro. &amp;amp; Sis. Smith. A special "Thank You" to all who have come by and brought gifts (she's got on Sis. Smith's outfit) and who are praying. It is very much appreciated not only from me but from my family and Letha's family as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's another miracle...Ashlynn went potty in the "BIG" potty tonight....whoo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;More updates and special going home pics tomorrow...Love Aunt DeeDee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-4069743011262204071?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/4069743011262204071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=4069743011262204071&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/4069743011262204071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/4069743011262204071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/miracle-continues.html' title='Miracle Continues....'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SSYlcVj9-II/AAAAAAAAANg/0Kj5Ind2qWc/s72-c/DSC_0566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-501448917971585398</id><published>2008-11-19T08:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:20:10.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Kenzie</title><content type='html'>She is beautiful! A miracle!  A fighter!  She is now 3 days old.  Doing awesome to say the least.  She is already a miracle in the doctors eyes.  All her vitals are normal her temp is normal...in fact it's up today from 97.4 to 99.  Because of the cleft palate she cannot suck on a bottle.  So in order to get Kenzie to eat they inserted a feeding tube yesterday at 3:30pm.  She has had a feeding every 3 hours since then.  They have checked her to see if she is processing the formula and much to the doctors surprise she is.  This too is a miracle.  They weren't expecting her to process any of the food.  She has lost a few ounces in weight but that is normal, in fact she has only lost 5 oz.  Most babies loose 10 or more while in the hospital.  So this is great news as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to keep everyone updated and say a GREAT BIG THANKS to all those who have been praying.  Please continue to pray not only for Kenzie but please pray for my family and their salvation as well.  I love each of you more than you know and your love, prayers, &amp; generosity towards my famiy makes my heart swell.  Here are a few more pictures of Kenzie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-1f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=h5&amp;il=1&amp;channel=2161727821158818847&amp;site=widget-1f.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-501448917971585398?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/501448917971585398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=501448917971585398&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/501448917971585398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/501448917971585398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-on-kenzie.html' title='Update on Kenzie'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-7143095404916892135</id><published>2008-11-17T23:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:35:03.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenzie Leann Knippa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=h5&amp;il=1&amp;channel=2161727821158797496&amp;site=widget-b8.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-7143095404916892135?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/7143095404916892135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=7143095404916892135&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7143095404916892135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7143095404916892135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/kenzie-leann-knippa_8095.html' title='Kenzie Leann Knippa'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8646443427831555364</id><published>2008-11-13T23:13:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:04:31.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do List / BlackBerry Curve</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I am a LIST person. Everything I do has a list.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;*Grocery Store List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;*Things To Do Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;*Cleaning To Do List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;*To Do List For Pastor...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day starts a new list....I try my very best to complete each tasks listed on that day...if I don't they go to the next day's list. I don't feel as overwhelmed when I have a list. I try to keep my home and work to do list separate. It's not that hard now that I discovered the Blackberry Curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SR0K2KpGDZI/AAAAAAAAANY/R1_pT_371uA/s1600-h/blackberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268379064779279762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SR0K2KpGDZI/AAAAAAAAANY/R1_pT_371uA/s400/blackberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is an amazing phone.....I don't know what I've done without it this long....I had the iphone previously and I highly recommend the Curve over it anyday....(that's just my personal opinion) Anyway, I put my home to do list on my phone with alerts to remind me. I love it! I will never forget anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you are not a list person here are a few reasons why you should try it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;1. It helps meet deadlines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;2. Causes less stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;3. Helps keep you organized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;4. Helps you priortize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;5. Helps with time management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;6. Productivity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without to-do Lists, you'll seem dizzy, unfocused and unreliable to the people around you. With to-do Lists, you'll be much better organized, and will seem much more reliable. This is very important! If you have not used to-do Lists before, try them now: They are one of the keys to being really productive and efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this and end my day and mark off the last think on my list I want to always remember want He wants me to do. I want to always remember to spend time with Him. Read His word. I don't want to ever be guility of putting God on my to do list...I want Him to be my priority. He shouldn't have to be on a list....when God comes first everyting else will fall into place. When he comes first your to do list will seem simple. When you give God His time you will have time to complete all your daily tasks and more. If we neglect to give God His time you will find yourself running out of time. When God comes first in your life, the difference in your life will be your primary business is following God. When you take care of His business, He’ll take care of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness...Matthew 6:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-8646443427831555364?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/8646443427831555364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=8646443427831555364&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8646443427831555364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8646443427831555364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-do-list-blackberry-curve.html' title='To Do List / BlackBerry Curve'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SR0K2KpGDZI/AAAAAAAAANY/R1_pT_371uA/s72-c/blackberry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-6324534254627862911</id><published>2008-11-12T17:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:34.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny for the day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SRtruHNksBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8NKgi9KhXk4/s1600-h/kittens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267922629094060050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SRtruHNksBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8NKgi9KhXk4/s400/kittens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-6324534254627862911?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/6324534254627862911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=6324534254627862911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6324534254627862911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6324534254627862911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/funny-for-day.html' title='Funny for the day...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SRtruHNksBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8NKgi9KhXk4/s72-c/kittens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-2483764278640460910</id><published>2008-11-11T20:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:51:00.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Veterans Day" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/2/ah_vets_day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/myspacelayouts" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SRkEZpDCHEI/AAAAAAAAALY/AjMQq0n2TRc/s400/prayer_request_top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kenzie Leann Knippa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be born on Monday, November 17th @ 1:30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, Brandon Knippa and girlfriend Letha have recently learned that their unborn little girl has a genetic disorder called &lt;strong&gt;Trisomy 18&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edwards Syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is caused by the presence of all or part of an extra 18th chromosome or the presence of three as opposed to two copies of chromosome 18 in a fetus or infant's cells. The syndrome has a very low rate of survival, resulting from heart abnormalities, kidney malformations, and other internal organ disorders.  The survival rate of Edwards Syndrome is very low. About 95% die in utero. Of liveborn infants, only 50% live to 2 months, and only 5–10% will survive their first year of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon and Letha’s baby will not survive birth without a &lt;strong&gt;MIRACLE&lt;/strong&gt;.  Our church coincidently is having a &lt;strong&gt;MIRACLE WEEKEND&lt;/strong&gt; this coming Sunday.  We are all binding together on Thursday in prayer and fasting and I am claiming a &lt;strong&gt;MIRACLE&lt;/strong&gt; for my family.  It is my goal to have them all at church this weekend.  (My mom, my sister, my brother &amp;amp; Letha)  I know God is a &lt;strong&gt;MIRACLE&lt;/strong&gt; worker.  He may choose to perform a &lt;strong&gt;MIRACLE&lt;/strong&gt; for Brandon and Letha or He may choose to fill my family with the Holy Ghost.  Whatever He chooses or does not choose to do…..I know HE is still in &lt;strong&gt;CONTROL!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be in prayer for my family!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-1071408069247576842?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/1071408069247576842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=1071408069247576842&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1071408069247576842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1071408069247576842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray!!!'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SRkEZpDCHEI/AAAAAAAAALY/AjMQq0n2TRc/s72-c/prayer_request_top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-7438236503643528613</id><published>2008-11-06T20:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:09:40.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you where you need to be?</title><content type='html'>I believe with my whole heart the Lords return is very soon...more sooner than later.  Of late I have been so burdened with the lost, the backslider, lost family members, and those who are drifting away.  My heart aches for those brought up in the truth and even those who know the truth but are falling away from the church faster than we can pray people through.  There is a deep hunger in this world for hope!  It's not time to give up...it's time to stand on His word...it's time to have faith....it's time to be strong....it's time to hold on to what you believe.....people want what we have.....they want what we've got....they are running to the church....running to the cross....looking for something to fill that void, their fear, to feel hope, peace &amp;amp; the love of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you today....whether you are drifting, backsliding or simply not where you need to be with God....I urge you to build an altar.....pick up the cross...seek His face.....you will never know who is going to be running to you to lead them to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for more of you Jesus....more of your face...more of your glory in this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all called to reach this world for the Lord.   Prodigals are everywhere (including many of us)  lost loved ones are everywhere…Let’s be ready!  We need to be right with Him so we can do what God has called us to do.  I want to take someone to heaven with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s ask the Lord to break us where we need to be broken today so that we might be anointed to do the great things He’s called us to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the final days of the harvest…let’s get out into the field and finish the work that needs to be done so that we might all be able to rejoice together in the end!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-7438236503643528613?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/7438236503643528613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=7438236503643528613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7438236503643528613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7438236503643528613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/are-you-where-you-need-to-be.html' title='Are you where you need to be?'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-886828762793567719</id><published>2008-11-05T08:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:19:55.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust, Peace, Love, Thanks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Proverbs+3:5&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 3:5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Trust&lt;/strong&gt; in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Philippians+4:7&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Philippians 4:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the &lt;strong&gt;peace&lt;/strong&gt; of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Psalm+116:1&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Psalm 116:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; the LORD, because he hath heard my voice and my supplications&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=1%20Thessalonians+5:18&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In every thing give &lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt;: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-886828762793567719?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/886828762793567719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=886828762793567719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/886828762793567719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/886828762793567719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/11/trust-peace-love-thanks-proverbs-35.html' title=''/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-587455193085909352</id><published>2008-11-03T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:14:03.161-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be in Prayer for our Elections!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SQ_F3xP2huI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QBvIBkYijdI/s1600-h/vote-smart-button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264644051322701538" style="WIDTH: 400px; 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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;days at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This week at CCS has been 'CRAZY' week...so far they have had &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;house shoe day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crazy sock day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crazy color day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crazy hair day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....the kids have loved it....oh, and the teachers too....if only you could have seen the &lt;strong&gt;PRINCIPAL&lt;/strong&gt; of CCS today...lol...&lt;em&gt;(maybe there be a pic out soon of him)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My oldest daughter Brooklyn has really enjoyed each day...she wished it could be like this all the time....every morning so far this week while getting her dressed she would get this silly little giggle going and couldn't stop....it was so funny...I think it took us twice as long to get dressed these last couple of days because she was just too excited to do anything.....at first she was extremly embarrassed...she thought she would be the only one looking goofy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here are a few pictures of the last couple of days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SQpiZiLl7wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/31tIrqMKmyY/s1600-h/DSCF9052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263127305347526402" style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SQpiZiLl7wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/31tIrqMKmyY/s400/DSCF9052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SQpiyA9SS1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/7Bn3bl-aU8U/s1600-h/crazy+hair+day"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263127725925878610" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SQpiyA9SS1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/7Bn3bl-aU8U/s400/crazy+hair+day" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A big "Thank You" to Sis. Calah &amp;amp; Sis. Parker for planning such fun days for the kids to enjoy (and the teachers).  I think it makes going to school fun!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.conroechristianschool.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-5545275158150538120?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/5545275158150538120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=5545275158150538120&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5545275158150538120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5545275158150538120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-days-at-school-this-week-at-ccs.html' title=''/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SQpiZiLl7wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/31tIrqMKmyY/s72-c/DSCF9052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-1688939329053266655</id><published>2008-10-27T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:45:00.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get Desperate!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve all heard the story so many times about the woman with the issue of blood.  Isn’t it interesting that the multitudes were pressing toward Jesus and only one really touched Him? What made Jesus notice her among all the rest?  This woman was desperate. I think she finally realized that what she truly needed was a touch from the Lord. As she reached for Him, dynamic power flowed out of the Lord that immediately healed and changed her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, we are convinced that the solution to all our problems come from things from or in the world! We tend to look to people and material things to satisfy our earthly desires instead of looking to the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need a touch from the Lord today? How much are you longing for Him? Let’s abandon the ways we’ve been reaching out to the world in search of strength and determine to reach out to the Lord in faith and believe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Let’s get desperate for more of HIM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by,&lt;br /&gt;Love each of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-1688939329053266655?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/1688939329053266655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=1688939329053266655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1688939329053266655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1688939329053266655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-desperate-weve-all-heard-story-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-7438839424808470765</id><published>2008-10-23T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:16:15.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shining Light In This Dark World</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Peter 2:13-17&lt;/strong&gt; Submit yourselves to every ordinance of man for the Lord’s sake: whether it be to the king, as supreme; Or unto governors, as unto them that are sent by him for the punishment of evildoers, and for the praise of them that do well. For so is the will of God, that with well doing ye may put to silence the ignorance of foolish men: As free, and not using your liberty for a cloak of maliciousness, but as the servants of God. Honour all men. Love the brotherhood. Fear God. Honour the king.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can see how politics are getting ugly and more often than not how it changes people not for the better…but often for the worse! As the elections are heating up in the United States there have recently been some outrageous attacks. And sadly, I feel pretty sure these attacks will only intensify in the days ahead. However, I’m encouraged! Because, often, the enemy’s destructive intentions and attacks become God’s means for testimony and victories! Watching the current election process in America, without mentioning names, I suggest we may witnessing the Bible and Christianity being a thing of the past.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, don’t let the political season shape you for the worse, with bitterness, mockery, sarcasm, etc…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are — a child of the Most High!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Be a confident, respectful, and quietly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shining light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in this &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dark (political) world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and continue to pray the Lord’s guiding hand upon the leaders who face the tremendous responsibilities and challenges ahead!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-7438839424808470765?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/7438839424808470765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=7438839424808470765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7438839424808470765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7438839424808470765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/10/shining-light-in-this-dark-world.html' title='Shining Light In This Dark World'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-52513751422621761</id><published>2008-10-15T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:41:13.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you Consumed by Emotions…</title><content type='html'>Emotions are the most vivid aspect of our human experience. When we are in the middle of intense feelings, they seem like ultimate reality. Because of this, it is easy to rely on our feelings rather than truth to determine our attitudes and actions. However, God never intended for us to be controlled by our emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because our emotions have no intellect, they cannot analyze whether the scene in your mind is something that is actually happening or is something you conjured up in your imagination. Our emotions simply respond, because God designed them that way.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions cannot discern the difference between the past, present, or future. You may be dwelling on something that happened yesterday. Or you may be thinking about what might happen tomorrow. Your emotions don’t know the difference. They respond as if it were occurring right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions in themselves are not bad. They merely respond to what you are putting into your mind. However, if you allow them to determine your attitudes and actions, you have a foundation that will crumble under the strains and challenges of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recalling events from our past can stir our emotions to respond in the present. Through continually mulling over past hurts, resentments, disappointments, and injuries, we can make ourselves absolutely unable to function today. Those things may have happened a long time ago, but our feelings cannot tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are the most unreliable things in the world. They go up and down like a yo-yo.  But God has given us something much more reliable than feelings to depend upon in life –His Word. Learning to renew our minds by God’s truth, and stepping out in faith in Him is the first step to experiencing true freedom from any emotional bondage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-52513751422621761?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/52513751422621761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=52513751422621761&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/52513751422621761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/52513751422621761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/10/consumed-by-emotions.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you Consumed by Emotions…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-423544459637860390</id><published>2008-10-08T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:36:08.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Wonderful Day!!!</title><content type='html'>I ran across this while reading this morning and thought it would make each of you &lt;strong&gt;SMILE&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalms 34:1&lt;/strong&gt;  I will bless the LORD at all times: his praise shall continually be in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a woman who woke up one morning, looked in the mirror, and saw that she had only three hairs on her head. “Great,” she said, “I think I’ll braid my hair today.”  So she did, and had a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that she had only two hairs on her head. “Hmm,” she said, “I guess I’ll part my hair down the middle.”&lt;br /&gt;So she did, and had a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that she had only one hair left on her head.  “Wow,” she said, “today I get to wear my hair in a pony tail.” So she did, and had a wonderful, wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that there wasn’t a single hair on her head.  “Thank God!” she exclaimed. “I was running out of things to do with my hair!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTITUDE&lt;/strong&gt; is everything! Let’s be grateful for the things God has given us and have a wonderful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-423544459637860390?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/423544459637860390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=423544459637860390&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/423544459637860390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/423544459637860390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-wonderful-day.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a Wonderful Day!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-5871104269593319780</id><published>2008-10-07T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:12:33.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Devotion</title><content type='html'>This was on a site that I go to every morning...thought I would share it with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 25:27-28 (KJV):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27&lt;/strong&gt; It is not good to eat much honey: so for men to search their own glory is not glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28&lt;/strong&gt; He that hath no rule over his own spirit is like a city that is broken down, and without walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 25:27-28 (AMP):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27&lt;/strong&gt; It is not good to eat much honey; so for men to seek glory, their own glory, causes suffering and is not glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28&lt;/strong&gt; He who has no rule over his own spirit is like a city that is broken down and without walls.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;These verses from Proverbs tell us that it is not good to boast of one's own accomplishments, and also states that one who cannot rule their own spirit is like a broken down city. Verse 27 tells us that eating too much honey is not healthy, nor is it healthy for a person to seek ways in which to honor himself. To seek one's own glory is to seek a good opinion of one's own attributes that would bring honor or glory to himself. Obviously, this would lead a person to being prideful in their own accomplishments. The Bible has a lot to say about avoiding pride, as when a person yields to this sin, it will set them up for a fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 16:18:&lt;/strong&gt; Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-5871104269593319780?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/5871104269593319780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=5871104269593319780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5871104269593319780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5871104269593319780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/10/daily-devotion.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Devotion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-1071779635734320653</id><published>2008-10-06T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:39:55.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripture of the day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pride only breeds quarrels, but wisdom in found in those who take advice. Proverbs 13:10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-1071779635734320653?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/1071779635734320653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=1071779635734320653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1071779635734320653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1071779635734320653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/10/scripture-of-day.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scripture of the day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8281601599482926520</id><published>2008-09-26T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:38:53.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Hold On</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This song has been on my mind the last couple of days and I wanted to share it with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times I’ve questioned certain circumstances&lt;br /&gt;Or things I could not understand&lt;br /&gt;Many times in trials, weakness blurs my vision&lt;br /&gt;And my frustrations get so out of hand&lt;br /&gt;It’s then I am reminded I’ve never been forsaken&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never had to stand the test alone&lt;br /&gt;As I look at all the victories, the Spirit rises up in me&lt;br /&gt;It’s through the fire my weakness is made strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He never promised the cross would not get heavy and the hill would not be hard to climb&lt;br /&gt;He never offered victory without fighting but He said help would always come in time&lt;br /&gt;Just remember when you’re standing in the valley of decision and the adversary says give in&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on, our Lord will show up and He will take you through the fire again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He never promised the cross would not get heavy and the hill would not be hard to climb&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on, our Lord will show up and He will take you through the fire again&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on, our Lord will show up and He will take you through the fire again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-8281601599482926520?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/8281601599482926520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=8281601599482926520&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8281601599482926520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8281601599482926520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-hold-on.html' title='Just Hold On'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-1426442193527239478</id><published>2008-09-10T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:33:22.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Political Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SMiRcXvloAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZXxWvvBpARI/s1600-h/sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SMiRcXvloAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZXxWvvBpARI/s400/sarah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244601682668920834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SMiNaQTpUcI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6G8MZCHcTgs/s1600-h/im_voting_for_sarah_shirt-d23534479169323183373_325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SMiNaQTpUcI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6G8MZCHcTgs/s400/im_voting_for_sarah_shirt-d23534479169323183373_325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244597248266424770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-1426442193527239478?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/1426442193527239478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=1426442193527239478&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1426442193527239478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1426442193527239478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/09/political-post.html' title='Political Post'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SMiRcXvloAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZXxWvvBpARI/s72-c/sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-2723034219789406347</id><published>2008-09-08T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:05:52.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASHLYNN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SMWmIGXUCqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rYnz_2nc97I/s1600-h/657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SMWmIGXUCqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rYnz_2nc97I/s400/657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243779999220370082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my little baby girl turned "2". WOW!!! They grow up sooooo fast. She started pre-school this year and it just about killed me. It was hard enough to send my oldest to 1st grade. I'm not sure why it was so hard....maybe it's just the fact that I am getting older. But I am thankful today for two beautiful &amp; healthy girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are off to their Grammie's house. She is fixing us steak for Ashlynn's birthday. LOL!!! What? We get steak for her birthday. I didn't get steak for mine....hahaha!!! That's what Grandparents are for, huh!!!! This weekend was Grandparent's day....maybe that is what we are celebrating.....the Grandparent's just wanting to be with the Grandchildren....LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-2723034219789406347?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/2723034219789406347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=2723034219789406347&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/2723034219789406347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/2723034219789406347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-ashlynn-today-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SMWmIGXUCqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rYnz_2nc97I/s72-c/657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8018919907671682571</id><published>2008-08-30T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:53:36.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Someone sent me this quote the other day and I thought it was too good to not share...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For poise, walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years-only grows!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Audrey Hepburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-8018919907671682571?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/8018919907671682571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=8018919907671682571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8018919907671682571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8018919907671682571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/08/beauty-tips.html' title='Beauty Tips'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-5492883056632590990</id><published>2008-08-11T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:19:40.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Swimming Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SKEY-6AtRpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Hju7_W5GGAk/s1600-h/165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SKEY-6AtRpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Hju7_W5GGAk/s400/165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233491710984406674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor girls!!!!  Look at what there mommy is making them use for a swimming pool.  LOL!!!  No, not really!  We actually had a pool at one point but had to get rid of it because we neglected it during the fall and winter.  So the girls have just had to play in the sprinklers this summer.  Ashlynn does not like pools or beaches.  So we just use ice chest.  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually take our vehicals to have them cleaned and washed but Saturday we opted to do it ourselves.  Well the whole family helped out, probably not exactly what Jeff had planned.  After drying one side of the car Ashlynn decides to hose it down again.  I think this happened twice.  It was pretty funny, Jeff didn't think it was as much.  Anyway, so we needed to find the girls something else to do.  So I gave them water guns and buckets to play with thinking that would keep them occupied at least until Jeff was through drying the car.  Wellllll....here is where the ice chest come into play....I pulled them out of the garage to sweep and the next thing I notice the girls are sitting in them.  I just had to take a pic.  I hope you have enjoyed your summer like we have.  Thanks for stopping by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-5492883056632590990?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/5492883056632590990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=5492883056632590990&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5492883056632590990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5492883056632590990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-new-swimming-pool.html' title='Our New Swimming Pool'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SKEY-6AtRpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Hju7_W5GGAk/s72-c/165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-9177982164358859942</id><published>2008-08-05T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:17:48.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Know The Man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cnAYF4rmwgs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cnAYF4rmwgs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-9177982164358859942?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/9177982164358859942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=9177982164358859942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/9177982164358859942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/9177982164358859942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-you-man.html' title='Do You Know The Man?'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-6883264566570991586</id><published>2008-08-02T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:31:09.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Galveston</title><content type='html'>This past Thursday - Saturday we went to Galveston compliments of the Conroe UPC Jr. Bible Quiz Team. They so graciously got together and rewarded their coaches with a trip to just getaway and disconnect. They sent us to a nice condo and gave us spending money. Thank you so much for your nice gift. We had a fun, relaxing time away. We took the girls and Theo (our new puppy) with us. We opted to wait until 6:00 pm or so to take the girls to the beach so they wouldn't get sunburned and so we wouldn't be so miserable in 100 degree weather. During the day we took ferry rides, ate sandwiches at the condo, played games and just relaxed. Any time you go to the beach any and everything you touch gets dirty. It makes you feel gross. So we decided since there was no one at the pool back at the condo we should all just go jump in to get all the sand off before taking showers. Brooklyn loved that idea, Ashlynn...hmmm....not so much. She loves to take baths but hates pools &amp;amp; the water at the beach. She much rather play in the sand/mud than to get her feet wet at the beach. When we were leaving Galveston today Ashlynn made sure she said bye-bye waters. Thanks again Bible Quizzers for your generous gift.  Check out the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-53.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821156457043&amp;amp;site=widget-53.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156457043&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-53.slide.com/p1/2161727821156457043/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156457043&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-53.slide.com/p2/2161727821156457043/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2161727821156457043&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-53.slide.com/p4/2161727821156457043/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-6883264566570991586?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/6883264566570991586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=6883264566570991586&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6883264566570991586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6883264566570991586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/08/trip-to-galveston.html' title='Trip to Galveston'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8809580217217007331</id><published>2008-07-25T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:25.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SInR8bC4L4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-W-PtJWO594/s1600-h/966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226939678522355586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SInR8bC4L4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-W-PtJWO594/s400/966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SInQ8Cl83CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pGDQ1Mfe-n0/s1600-h/966.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-8809580217217007331?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/8809580217217007331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=8809580217217007331&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8809580217217007331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8809580217217007331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/07/priceless-picture.html' title='Priceless Picture'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SInR8bC4L4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-W-PtJWO594/s72-c/966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-1258744936165993407</id><published>2008-07-22T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:32:00.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>Wow, that took forever, huh! Sorry it took me so long to finally get my pics up. I really haven't been on my computer much, just to check email and that's about it. I got laundry folded and the house straightened up so I decided to relax and gather pictures for my blog. I hope you enjoy them. Thanks for stopping by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See pics below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-1258744936165993407?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/1258744936165993407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=1258744936165993407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1258744936165993407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1258744936165993407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-3483471683041910493</id><published>2008-07-22T22:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:26:34.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821156189130&amp;amp;site=widget-ca.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156189130&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/p1/2161727821156189130/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156189130&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/p2/2161727821156189130/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2161727821156189130&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/p4/2161727821156189130/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-3483471683041910493?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/3483471683041910493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=3483471683041910493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3483471683041910493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3483471683041910493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/07/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-2647662536274794156</id><published>2008-07-01T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:47:07.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there...</title><content type='html'>Sorry I've been gone from blogville for awhile.  I promise to post something worth reading very soon.  My laptop crashed a couple of weeks ago so it's been in the shop.  I don't know how I survived that long without a computer but I did!  It actually wasn't too bad because I've been pretty busy anyway.  Plus 2 1/2 weeks with no computer is good for anybody, you should try it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we have just recently returned from a week long trip to the beautiful city of Washington, D.C.  My husband and I left the kids with his parents and enjoyed a much needed vacation.  We had a blast.  He was actually there for business, but we left a few days early so we could do a few things before he had to go to his conference.  He got out of his sessions at 5:00 so we had most of the evenings to do things.  This was a very relaxed and fun time away.  I will post pics soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got a new addition to our home.  We finally got the boy my husband has always wanted....lol....we got a dog!  He is a yorkie-poo.  He is soooo cute and keeps us busy.  His name is Theo.  He pretty much keeps us busy and entertained.  The first days were challenging while he was getting used to his new surroundings, but things are better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our church youth group is in the middle of a huge fundraiser for their new youth center.  They are doing a fireworks warehouse.  It is alot of work.  The newlyweds, Trent &amp;amp; Calah are running this project and I have to say I comend them for taking this on 1 week after bing married and doing a fabulous job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will be pretty busy the next few days leading up to July 4th.  So I will post pics of Washington and the new puppy soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-2647662536274794156?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/2647662536274794156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=2647662536274794156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/2647662536274794156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/2647662536274794156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-there.html' title='Hello there...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-2752309604442379512</id><published>2008-06-12T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:22:27.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Thessalonians 5:17&lt;/strong&gt;, “Pray continually.” (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romans 8:26&lt;/strong&gt;, “In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words can not express.” (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 6:18&lt;/strong&gt;, “And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.” (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;When your running on empty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make Jesus Lord of your life. He is Truth and the truth will set you free. His righteousness will cover you. Read your Bible it is your sword of the Spirit, it is your weapon against the enemy. Your faith in Jesus will shield you and you will be given peace. We need to remember to pray because God is just waiting to answer us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-2752309604442379512?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/2752309604442379512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=2752309604442379512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/2752309604442379512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/2752309604442379512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/06/daily-bread.html' title='Daily Bread'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-7690408483560534340</id><published>2008-06-09T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:26.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SE3yfsOr9uI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cnwi_TP4WPw/s1600-h/337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210086970200159970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SE3yfsOr9uI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cnwi_TP4WPw/s400/337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To the man I love with my whole heart. You are the most incredible father to our children, the best husband any woman could dream of, and a very hard working provider for our family.  Babe, I love you &amp;amp; I hope your day is filled with happiness. Happy Birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-7690408483560534340?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/7690408483560534340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=7690408483560534340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7690408483560534340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7690408483560534340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-to-man-i-love-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SE3yfsOr9uI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cnwi_TP4WPw/s72-c/337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-6033170387491787697</id><published>2008-06-01T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:42:52.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>J-O-Y</title><content type='html'>S0rry I haven't posted in awhile. I've been pretty busy. I've have added curtains to 3 rooms in my house, painted my front door, painted another wall in my kitchen, cleaned out kids rooms &amp;amp; clothes, picked out paint for my bedroom, etc. We have been blessed to be able to add a few enhancements to our beautiful home. I thank God everyday for my wonderful husband who helps make our home beautiful and who allows me to buy all these extra enhancements. He is truly amazing. He brings alot of JOY to our home. So speaking of JOY....I got preached to this morning. We have an evangelist Todd Jenkins in service with us this weekend and a statement he made hit home with me. Actually, it took me a minute to get it....but when I finally got it.....it hit home. He said.....that if you do not let ANYTHING, NOTHING, ZERO, ZILCH, NADA, get in between Jesus and you, you will have all the JOY you want in your life. Okay, so here is where the analogy is.......J - O - Y. So there's Jesus O You. The "O" in the middle of JOY is zero....you will have joy if zero is in between Jesus and you. Sorry I had to spell that out like that....it took me a second to figure it out so I thought it would take you a second too. lol :) I just thought of how much JOY I would have if I wouldn't allow others, distractions, pressures, stress, hobbies, THINGS, problems...and the list could go on and on....get between Jesus and I. WOW!!!! If I allow all these things to distract me from my main focus, I will be missing out on JOY, PEACE, HAPPINESS, LOVE, and the list could go on and on. I hope there's noting between Jesus and you to steal your JOY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-6033170387491787697?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/6033170387491787697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=6033170387491787697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6033170387491787697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6033170387491787697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/06/j-o-y.html' title='J-O-Y'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-34267619532582855</id><published>2008-05-26T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:19:45.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took Advice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a long, wonderful weekend.....I have been off since Friday. We've had so much going on of late, this was a huge need....a couple of days off to rejuvenate. So, I took Sis. Smith's advice (you can see it on &lt;a href="http://tsmithconroe.blogspot.com/2008/05/reversing-word.html"&gt;Tracie's Thoughts&lt;/a&gt;) and turned STRESSED into DESSERTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I spent the day with the girls while daddy worked. We made a trip to downtown Houston on the hunt for window treatments. I forgot my directions at the house so I basically did it by memory. That's pretty scary. We found what I thought I needed and wanted at &lt;a href="http://www.glicktextiles.com/"&gt;Glicks&lt;/a&gt;. We then decided to go to &lt;a href="http://www.highfashionhome.com/"&gt;High Fashion Home&lt;/a&gt; to see if I needed anything from there....well, it may not have been what I needed but it sure was what I wanted. That place is amazing. If you are ever in that part of town you will want to stop by. It is worth it. I loved it. After we left there we headed to the mall, where I found a couple of valances for my kitchen windows. I love them....they added so much to my dining room. Then the girls and I got a dessert, well actually a strawberry/bananna smoothie.....I consider that a dessert don't you. We watched the carousel ride and drank our smoothies. The girls couldn't watch any longer they had to ride....so we choose which animal we wanted to ride on and waited for the bell to sound. Soon after we started Ashlynn began her Miss America wave. She waved and blew kisses to everyone she saw, she was soooo cute. We finished the ride and headed over to the pet store. Ashlynn went crazy, hitting the glass trying to wake the puppies, she would make her tweet, tweet sounds to get the attention of the birds, and meow to the kittens. Then we headed over to the playground in the middle of the mall where we would stay until daddy arrived. We were there about 20 or so minutes and we got the call that daddy was near by and to meet him at the resturant. We loaded up and headed to PF Chang's for a nice dinner. My stomach has been upset for the past several days and I hadn't been able to eat well up until this meal. I sooooo enjoyed it. It is by far one of my favorite meals. After eating we decided to go for a walk on the waterway next to the mall. We found ducks, turtles, fish and even a nuetra rat. (see pics) YUCK!! We walked all around the entire waterway and ended at a waterfall display. We had no clue it was even there nor did we have a clue they were doing a patriotic display. We literatlly walked up and it started....the music was playing loud "I'm Proud to be an American". The water fall/fountain were timed with the music and were red, white &amp;amp; blue. That was a beautiful ending for a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821152949035&amp;amp;site=widget-2b.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821152949035&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/p1/2161727821152949035/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821152949035&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/p2/2161727821152949035/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we decided to do a few things around the house and then headed back to Glick to buy more panels for my windows. After leaving there we spotted the Aquarium Carousel from the freeway...hey, that looks fun...let's stop....we could ride that and take some pictures....my oldest daughter said MOM.....why do we always have to take pictures....well soon did we find out that mom left her camera card in her computer when she downloaded her pictures from Friday night. Bummer said mom....YES, said Brooklyn &amp;amp; her dad. I was so sad we could not capture our moments on Saturday. Well, while in the carousel we decided we were all hungry so why not eat at the Aquarium. Well, this was another reason I was sad...I could not take pics of the girls reaction to all the BIG fish. We even got to see a diver in the aquarium. It was cool. After we left the aquarium we headed back towards the Woodlands on the hunt for hardware for my window treatments......no luck...after 4 different stores....we did not find anything we liked. BUT we did find one for the dining room so we got them hung. I love being productive while having fun or having fun while being productive......which ever sounds better....hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, church time!!! Our pastor decided to let us come patriotic casual to church. It was so pretty to see all the red, white and blue. We had a beautiful service. Flag display, tapps presentation, beautiful instrumental of Glory, Glory Hallelujah and to top it off Bro. Smith preached a beautiful sermon and we had 2 visitors in altar. After church we had a recreation/watermelon social....it was a great time....HOT but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....we slept in.....yeah!!!! 9:30 is when I finally rolled out of bed....yeah! Rest...just what I needed. We ate breakfast and got ready....we are headed over to the in-laws house. We are going to have BBQ and head back over to the waterfall display this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope each of you have enjoyed a wonderful weekend as I have......if not take Sis. Smith's advice and turn STRESSED into DESSERTS....to me it doesn't necessarily have to be something sweet, it could just be sweet times, sweet memories, sweet things to do....etc....FIND SOME DESSERTS...it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-34267619532582855?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/34267619532582855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=34267619532582855&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/34267619532582855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/34267619532582855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/05/took-advice.html' title=''/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-197191510158643294</id><published>2008-05-20T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:26.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SDLceretuWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_SdX7AzE71w/s1600-h/HappyAnniv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202462939192080738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SDLceretuWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_SdX7AzE71w/s320/HappyAnniv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Today is a very special day for me. Today I have been married to the most wonderful man I know for 8 years. He is so caring, supportative, providing, loving and the most awesomest DADDY a kid would want. He is all about making memories for our family. He works hard to provide for us. I appreciate him today and love him with all my heart. I can't wait for the next 8 years. I can't believe I caught someone like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love our lift together...as parents and partners, we share everything-each joy and challenge that a family can bring. As partners we live and we love side by side, and as parents we give with our hearts opened wide...and that's why there's nothing that I'd rather do , than to spend my forever together with you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary babe...all my love always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy marriages begin when we marry the ones we love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they blossom when we love the ones we marry. -Tom Mullen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another big, special event is happening today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....Brooklyn is graduating Kindergarten today. WOW!!!! is all I can say. I can't believe this day is here already. I will be crying tears of joy today as I celebrate this special day....with my daughter &amp;amp; with my husband. Last night while I stood in the kitchen putting away groceries I watched as Brooklyn sat in her daddy's lap reading her practice sheets that she will be reading today at graduation and I thought to myself....what a priviledge we have as parents to train, teach, love &amp;amp; care for our children. I want to give the best that I can as a parent...I want my kids to have what I didn't have growing up as a child....no, I am not talking about material things.....I want her to have a daddy's lap to sit in....I want her to have a good education, I want her to have that quality time with us....because QUALITY time does not come without QUANTITY time. I look at it this way....investing is simple, but not easy because good children don't just happen because they are raised in Godly homes. We must invest everything we have in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.....thanks for stopping by and listening to me ramble....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-197191510158643294?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/197191510158643294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=197191510158643294&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/197191510158643294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/197191510158643294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-very-special-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SDLceretuWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_SdX7AzE71w/s72-c/HappyAnniv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-438785355860023642</id><published>2008-05-18T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:44:53.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WILD LIFE PICTURES</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821151798684&amp;amp;site=widget-9c.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821151798684&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p1/2161727821151798684/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821151798684&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p2/2161727821151798684/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-438785355860023642?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/438785355860023642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=438785355860023642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/438785355860023642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/438785355860023642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/05/wild-life-pictures.html' title='WILD LIFE PICTURES'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-3556946350842846324</id><published>2008-05-18T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:47:11.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Go Feed The Ducks...</title><content type='html'>Our day was pretty much spent completing tasks around the house. Mowing, cleaning, laundry...etc...you know the not so fun stuff.....Well we got finished with a little bit of extra time on our hands so we said let's go feed the ducks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before we go feed the ducks let's go feed the kids...so we stopped and had some katfish....yummy....then we headed to the corner store to buy a loaf of bread and went to feed the ducks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we got there we couldn't find a duck in site. Usually there are about 30 ducks out there. We got to our normal feeding spot and waited for the ducks to notice we were there. But it wasn't too long before the birds noticed. So we started to feed the birds....then here come the ducks.....then the ugly ducks....and NOW the huge catfish....the catfish so all the bread the ducks were leaving so every once in a while the catfish will jump up out of the water and grab the bread. This was sooooo exciting for the kids....not to mention mommy with the camera.....snap, snap, snap.....finally got the fish coming out of the water.....COOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed over to the inlaws house to help move a piece of furniture and on the way over there saw a unique bird with a mohawk, a squirrel posing for a picture on a tree trunk. After leaving the inlaws we spot an owl in the tree of their backyard. Cool picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to prayer meeting at the church and then after that headed home...while driving home we decided to stop by a friends house who say deer are always in their yard at night....and sure enough they were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a cool day for all kinds of wild life pictures....ENJOY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-3556946350842846324?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/3556946350842846324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=3556946350842846324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3556946350842846324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3556946350842846324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/05/lets-go-feed-ducks.html' title='Let&apos;s Go Feed The Ducks...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-5067440330926910527</id><published>2008-05-12T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:27.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT IT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My New Toy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCj_TbetuMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Mjg9qvypivg/s1600-h/d60-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199686479058417858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCj_TbetuMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Mjg9qvypivg/s320/d60-600.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my Mother's Day gift from my sweet husband. He knew how bad I wanted one. I've been wanting/asking for one for quite some time now but it wasn't until my photography buddy, Redonia got a new one that it just made me want one even more. I fell in love with hers....I couldn't put it down. I think I played with it more than her the first night that she got it. It's an awesome camera....it takes amazings photos...it makes me look like I know what I'm doing...ha! Redonia is pursuing a photography career and she has taught me everything I know. I haven't yet mastered Photoshop...it's been a long process. I enjoy this hobby. Take a look of some photos I have taken with my new toy. Thanks babe!!!! I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkMTbetuNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DWZtew03iCQ/s1600-h/529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199700772709578962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkMTbetuNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DWZtew03iCQ/s320/529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkMpretuOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4ZmRrQs0dws/s1600-h/651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199701154961668322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkMpretuOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4ZmRrQs0dws/s320/651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkNR7etuPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LxXGhmdH6XU/s1600-h/DSC_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199701846451402994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkNR7etuPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LxXGhmdH6XU/s320/DSC_0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkOh7etuSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eDO-Hp31vME/s1600-h/DSC_0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199703220840937762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkOh7etuSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eDO-Hp31vME/s320/DSC_0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkO4retuTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7HjJZHTJkKs/s1600-h/DSC_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199703611682961714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkO4retuTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7HjJZHTJkKs/s320/DSC_0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkQUbetuVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lacQ7KAIaSc/s1600-h/DSC_0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199705187935959378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkQUbetuVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lacQ7KAIaSc/s320/DSC_0960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkPQretuUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5X0Pxzpgquc/s1600-h/DSC_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199704023999822146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkPQretuUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5X0Pxzpgquc/s320/DSC_0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkOAretuRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6l84AGRcWEk/s1600-h/DSC_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199702649610287378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCkOAretuRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6l84AGRcWEk/s320/DSC_0834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-5067440330926910527?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/5067440330926910527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=5067440330926910527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5067440330926910527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5067440330926910527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-it.html' title='I GOT IT!!!'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCj_TbetuMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Mjg9qvypivg/s72-c/d60-600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-573108569931309479</id><published>2008-05-11T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:28.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCdSCretuJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-MkRbicagEQ/s1600-h/619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199214500807293074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCdSCretuJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-MkRbicagEQ/s320/619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;MOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love my mom. I was so priviledged to have her sit by me in church today. I got to hold her hand and pray with her. What a most awesome Mother's Day gift. Plus, we had a drawing to day at church for the visiting mother's. Guess who won. My MOM!!!! I was so excited for her. Thanks mom for coming to church with me today. I salute my mom today for raising 3 children by herself for most of our lives. She did her best to meet our every needs. She sometimes had to work three jobs to pay the bills and keep food on the table. (thanks mom for teacing me how to be a hard worker) We could not afford a sitter so I learned at a young age to cook, clean and bath kids. I thank my mom today for never neglecting her kids. We see that so much today.....in this world...parents are so self absorbed that they neglect or forget to teach/train their kids how to do simple things like cleaning up after themselves, taking baths...etc. If you have children, then you know what it's like to be a Mother. Often, it's a tough job. You can have unruly children and many heartaches before they are grown, but mom has done her best in order for us to be well-adjusted teenagers and now adults. Most times mother's worry that they haven't done their best with her children, especially if they don't turn out as she thought they should with all the training she had given them. But Mom today, you have done a great job, you have 3 grown children with families and 5 grandchildren and 1 on the way. (No! to all my friends I'm not expecting) I have learned to appreciatiate my mother more &amp;amp; more through the years as I have become an adult and mother. I realize how strong &amp;amp; how selfless you were &amp;amp; are. Mom I honor you today and love you very much. Happy Mother's Day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199221278265686178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCdYNLetuKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/zC9rwoEdxaE/s320/626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mother-in-law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I first saw my mother-in-law I was soooooo scared. I kept thinking in my mind about this tall, mean, harsh spoken lady that I was about to meet. When I got to her porch, she opened the screen door and said hello in the most soft spoken, sweet and heart felt voice. (btw, she was not tall....lol) I love you Debbie. I have grown to love her very much. She is so precious. I can't say enough about her. She has been so good to us.....helping us with our kids, she has kept both of our children until they were school age. Poor thing....both of our girls have almost been as big as her. I am suprised she hasn't broke her back yet. I appreciate the special time she has spent with them. My kids think Grammy's house is better than our house. I thank you Debbie, for accepting me so kindly into your family for making me feel so loved. Thank you for raising such an awesome son, my husband. You have done such a great job with him. I see you alot in him because he is so careful to make me, our children, our home feel so warm and special....It's the extra special touch that you give to our children that he has. We teased him today.....and told him Happy Mother's Day too.....he helps me sooooo much. I thank YOU for that. I want to take this time to let you know that everything you do for us does not go unnoticed. I appreciate your sacrifice from the bottom of my heart. I love you dearly, Happy Mother's Day!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199228038544210098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCdeWretuLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ubsW_gy9M8g/s320/570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Spiritual Mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, where do I start. Much of who I am today I have learned from you. I have learned alot from my mother, I have learned alot from my mother-in-law...but since my spiritual birth I owe alot of what I have learned to my spiritual mom, Sis. Tracie Smith. The one who I call "My other Mother." Much of my organization skills, leadership skills, how to help others, how to pray, &amp;amp; how to just get the job done, I have learned from this lady. (oh, I must add...how to be a work horse) Yes, I agree, most things just come natural or you pick up on as you grow older, or you are born with, or is just plain talent....BUT I have watched this lady, help sooo many people, love other peoples kids, I have watched how unselfish, how compassionate, &amp;amp; loving she is that you can't help to learn or pick up on. When I first got in the church and didn't know how to pray or what to say, I would just listen to her. Today, as I watch her with two grown kids...I am still taking notes. This lady is so special to me. She has loved and treated me like her own. I even call her children bubba &amp;amp; sissy and refer to them as Mom &amp;amp; Dad sometimes. I have had many trials, situations, ups &amp;amp; downs that she has coached me threw as if I were her own child. Thanks for telling me like it is....for being sooooo real. I appreciate you so very much, you are soooo very special to me. Happy Mother's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-573108569931309479?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/573108569931309479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=573108569931309479&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/573108569931309479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/573108569931309479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SCdSCretuJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-MkRbicagEQ/s72-c/619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-1571416667286221482</id><published>2008-05-06T03:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:44:18.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Getaway</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we loaded up the kids and a change of clothes and got away. Away from responsibilities, Conroe, laundry, yard work....etc....you get the picture. We have only taken one vacation as a family and that was this past Christmas. We went to Branson, MO. With our busy schedules, work schedules, events, happenings...etc...we really hadn't had the chance to just getaway....so this past weekend we were determined. We took the girls to Galveston. It was a fun time. We left Friday afternoon and rushed back Saturday evening. Brooklyn our oldest daughter has been begging to stay in a hotel. I am still trying to figure out what is soooo special about a hotel room verses her room. HA! I think it is the same reason why I wanted to go stay in a hotel.....different atmosphere....no stress, no pressure, no cooking, no cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...about our weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the girls to Rainforest Cafe...they loved it. The animal action &amp;amp; sound effects that they do every 20 minutes or so scared them at first but they learned it was fake and enjoyed it. We played a few games...enjoyed the rainforest water ride, watched the volcano errupt, took pics by the beach, went to see a couple IMAX films, walked in the water, ate ice cream and then headed home. It was fast &amp;amp; furious....but we had a blast. We discovered that Ashlynn does not like the water at the beach....Brooklyn thinks it's chocolate water, and Jeff has really, really, really white feet....HA! Me on the other hand...just sit back, enjoy the moment and snap pictures. I love to take pictures...I'm not that good at it, but love to capture the moment. I am trying to get my husband to buy me a new camera....but so far not so good at accomplishing that. Anyway, that is a different blog a different day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a firm believer that not only is date night important for spouses but also for our children...alot of times our children are being drugged here and there so we can accomplish all of our tasks, errands, duties, jobs....etc....they need their time...so this was a much needed mini getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we have no time for our children while they are young, they very likely will have no time for us when we are old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 127:3-5 (NIV) 3 Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him. 4 Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth. 5 Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the slide show to see pics of this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-1571416667286221482?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/1571416667286221482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=1571416667286221482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1571416667286221482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1571416667286221482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/05/mini-getaway_06.html' title='Mini Getaway'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-3291051653098667879</id><published>2008-05-06T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:41:01.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics of our Weekend in Galveston</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-29.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821149524521&amp;amp;site=widget-29.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821149524521&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-29.slide.com/p1/2161727821149524521/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821149524521&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-29.slide.com/p2/2161727821149524521/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-3291051653098667879?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/3291051653098667879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=3291051653098667879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3291051653098667879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/3291051653098667879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/05/mini-getaway.html' title='Pics of our Weekend in Galveston'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-6826432175017013711</id><published>2008-04-29T03:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:28.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBawMBTKpYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zBNgVsm7toA/s1600-h/ad_jbq.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194532940772189570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBawMBTKpYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zBNgVsm7toA/s400/ad_jbq.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend my husband &amp;amp; I took our Junior Bible Quizzers to an Extravaganza in Mesquite, TX. An Extravaganza is where teams from all over come to quiz. We had teams from Arkansas, Colorado, Dallas, Austin, Louisiana, Kansas &amp;amp; all over Texas. It was a fun time. There were a total of about 80 teams between the junior &amp;amp; beginner teams. We have both a junior &amp;amp; beginner team and a total of 6 quizzers. Our beginner team got 13th place out of 33 teams in their division. We lost both of our games to the teams that got 2nd &amp;amp; 5th place. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194540160612214162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="326" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBa2wRTKpZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fAJQHlcZKwQ/s400/079.JPG" width="249" border="0" /&gt;Jeff &amp;amp; I love bible quizzing and can't wait until our girls can quiz. A couple more years and Brooklyn will be ready. Bible Quizing is an awesome program and it not only teaches our children the word of God but also promotes positive character traits like good study habits, self discipline, how to be a team player, and how to respond to winning / losing. I believe that not only is our children's secular education important but their spiritual education as well. His Word impacts our lives in a way that nothing else in this world can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word says in Deuteronomy 6:4-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(4) Hear, O Israel: The LORD our God is one LORD:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(5) And thou shalt love the LORD thy God with all thine heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy might.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(6) And these words, which I command thee this day, shall be in thine heart:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(7) And thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(8) And thou shalt bind them for a sign upon thine hand, and they shall be as frontlets between thine eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(9) And thou shalt write them upon the posts of thy house, and on thy gates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how they have the ability to retain and recall the scriptures at such a young age. They put most of us adults to shame with how much scripture they know. Their sharp memory and quick recall is awesome. These children devote themselves to intense study, they develop team-work and leadership skills as well as gain confidence and self-esteem. I am anticipating a trophy this year. We have a good team. We have 2 more tournaments this year. Our kids are going to do awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If your church does not have a bible quiz team, I encourage you to consider becoming involved in this rewarding ministry. The rewards are innumerable and most importantly eternal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBa4ZhTKpaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/jSHCjO65ag4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194542389700240818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBa4yBTKpbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/hF8nmE0nXQ8/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                            WE LOVE YOU KIDDOS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-6826432175017013711?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/6826432175017013711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=6826432175017013711&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6826432175017013711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/6826432175017013711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/04/bible-quiz.html' title='Bible Quiz'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBawMBTKpYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zBNgVsm7toA/s72-c/ad_jbq.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8119957884909491029</id><published>2008-04-24T02:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:29.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday BROOKLYN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today is Brooklyn’s 6th birthday. WOW!!!! This makes me feel sooooo old. Time flies so fast. It seems like she was just a baby. I love her so very much. Just a couple of nights ago we set aside time to spend with her since we knew we wouldn’t be able to spend time with her on her actual birthday, which saddens me tremendously. My husband and I will be gone to a Junior Bible Quiz Tournament today through Saturday so we had a mini party for her. It was just us…..daddy, mommy, Brooklyn &amp;amp; Ashlynn. We had a great time. I cooked our favorite meal….T-bone steaks, Au Gratin Potatoes &lt;em&gt;(Sis. Smith’s yummy recipe)&lt;/em&gt; corn &amp;amp; Texas Toast. After that we had family Wii game time. Brooklyn always beats us at bowling. Then we got in the kitchen and let Brooklyn make her very first cake. Her own birthday cake. It was a blast. There is hardly a dull moment in our home. Especially with a 6 yr old and 19 month old…..oh and I must not forget the 33 yr old kid &lt;em&gt;(daddy).&lt;/em&gt; Then we let her open her gift. It was a fun time. I am sad that our calendar is so full and not able to throw her a birthday party to invite friends to. However, I am grateful for the special bonding &amp;amp; quality family time we got to spend together. Nothing tops that. No gift is better than that and I pray that I will not allow my calendar, schedule, or busy life get in the way of spending time with my family. These times are priceless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;The best inheritance a person can give to his children is a few minutes of his time each day. –O.S. Battista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAXPBTKpTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dUEEXTFrjsc/s1600-h/brook+cake+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192675917172483378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAXPBTKpTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dUEEXTFrjsc/s320/brook+cake+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAXeBTKpUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QakRJrLhUfE/s1600-h/brook+cake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192676174870521154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAXeBTKpUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QakRJrLhUfE/s320/brook+cake+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAXoxTKpVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bbK4q8rbexA/s1600-h/brook+cake+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192676359554114898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAXoxTKpVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bbK4q8rbexA/s320/brook+cake+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAXyxTKpWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5NwmaKoJMLE/s1600-h/brook+cake+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192676531352806754" style="CURSOR: hand" height="241" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAXyxTKpWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5NwmaKoJMLE/s320/brook+cake+4.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly our time with God is more valuable than anything. I hope to teach my children a valuable lesson about the importance of our time with God. There is not a day that goes by that we do not pray with our children before they go to bed. It is very important to us to not only have family time but to show our children they must find time to have God time too. A question comes to mind as I type this….What Would You Teach Your Children If It Was Your Last Day With Them? It made me seriously think about what my job is as a mother is really all about. Do I want to mold my daughter into a dream I have for her? No. I have to figure out how to empower her to be herself and achieve her own dreams and desires. For God says, “Delight in Me…and I will give you the desires of your heart.” Psalm 37:3-5 To teach my children how to fulfill their dreams, I need to teach them how to “delight in God”. What does that really mean? I believe it means to teach them not to be afraid of God, that He’s not some mean judge that will punish them for being bad, but rather to teach them to trust God with their deepest innermost thoughts and prayers. We never will know when our time on earth is through so every day is important…we must make sure we instill in them the importance of delighting themselves in the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SEE NO EVIL, HEAR NO EVIL, SPEAK NO EVIL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAYHhTKpXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mu8tfdgcBMU/s1600-h/brook+see+hear+speak+no+evil.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192676887835092338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAYHhTKpXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mu8tfdgcBMU/s320/brook+see+hear+speak+no+evil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This photo was taken by my favorite photographer…Redonia Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-8119957884909491029?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/8119957884909491029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=8119957884909491029&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8119957884909491029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8119957884909491029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-brooklyn.html' title='Happy Birthday BROOKLYN!!!'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SBAXPBTKpTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dUEEXTFrjsc/s72-c/brook+cake+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-5378128115922175572</id><published>2008-04-23T10:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:28:26.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the day...</title><content type='html'>Watch your thoughts; they become words.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your words; they become actions.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your actions; they become habits.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your habits; they become character.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;                                               -Frank Outlaw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-5378128115922175572?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/5378128115922175572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=5378128115922175572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5378128115922175572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/5378128115922175572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/04/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the day...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-1604849610298220802</id><published>2008-04-23T02:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:23:33.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out the new pics on my slide show!!!</title><content type='html'>Scroll down.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-1604849610298220802?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/1604849610298220802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=1604849610298220802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1604849610298220802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/1604849610298220802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/04/check-out-new-pics-on-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out the new pics on my slide show!!!'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-7479180732365900765</id><published>2008-04-22T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:30.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel So Good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SA1FGxTKpRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pRMgKEdxcFo/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191881928043308306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SA1FGxTKpRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pRMgKEdxcFo/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SA1FGxTKpRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pRMgKEdxcFo/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO GOOD are the first words that came out of her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ashley Perry. She is a 13 year old girl that attends our church. She came to our church from an outreach event held about 9 months ago. She has just recently received the Holy Ghost. She comes from an under privileged home. A home with several siblings who all have different fathers and so on....(you get the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was privileged to take her this past Sunday to Shoguns for lunch. She had never been to this type place before. Her eyes were so big, she was soooo excited and overwhelmed. To us it was just a Sunday afternoon lunch with friends like usual but to her it was heaven. After lunch my oldest daughter Brooklyn, my pastor’s daughter Redonia, &amp;amp; I took her shopping. We bought her several new outfits, two pairs of shoes, and other accessories. My daughter had so much fun helping pick out clothes. She was running back and forth to the dressing room with clothes for her to try on. As we were standing there waiting for Ashley to show us one of the outfits Brooklyn made the comment to me saying…”I want to do this for someone when I grow up.” That made me FEEL SO GOOD. All the money spent could not add up to what those words were worth. That made this trip worth it all. While trying to impact someone’s life, I impacted my daughter’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we got back to the house where we had a bag full of goodies waiting for her to freshen up with for her new outfit and shoes. She had lotion, perfume, soaps, and etc….She took a shower while I ironed her clothes. When she got done Redonia curled and fixed her hair. She looked so pretty. After it was all said and done she whispered…”I FEEL SO GOOD!!!! That put the biggest smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the privilege to help someone feel so good and beautiful. I think this is why we are here….to impact a life, to change a life, to help save a life, to love a life, to tell a life about JESUS…..this was our way to tell a life about JESUS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SA5nKhTKpSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gubYdEiXSiM/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192200850839872802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SA5nKhTKpSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gubYdEiXSiM/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Redonia, Ashley &amp;amp; me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-7479180732365900765?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/7479180732365900765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=7479180732365900765&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7479180732365900765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/7479180732365900765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-so-good.html' title='I Feel So Good...'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SA1FGxTKpRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pRMgKEdxcFo/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-4272623952286813088</id><published>2008-04-19T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T18:16:16.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Worry About Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Okay....so all day yesterday I wrote/worked on a to-do list for today....made notes beside each item making sure I prioritized each one and marking them off one by one as I accomplished them. I just now threw away the to-do list….FINISHED….well almost….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done this?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been so worried about the next day that you forgot or didn’t enjoy the day you were in? I’ve been so exhausted by the end of a day just worrying about a day that is not even here yet.&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have trouble enjoying today because you’re thinking about tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be truthful, I have been guilty of this more times that I should admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus says… Rejoice today…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“This is the day which the Lord has made;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let us rejoice and be glad in it.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 118:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thank God He has been patient with me… reminding me that today is the most important day in my life. Today is so important that I am to rejoice in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing this I realized that focusing on any day but &lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt; will rob us of the potential joy and blessing that only &lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt; can bring. I have found that thinking past &lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt; and dwelling on tomorrow is a trap. Tomorrow can trip us up from enjoying &lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess my conclusion of all this is…&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what today will be is up to me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-4272623952286813088?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/4272623952286813088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=4272623952286813088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/4272623952286813088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/4272623952286813088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-worry-about-tomorrow.html' title='Don&apos;t Worry About Tomorrow'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8833538242689448508</id><published>2008-04-18T03:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:31.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Rules of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Read books that you enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjoDUcu1eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W6mG1i4ELms/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190653714270967266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjoDUcu1eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W6mG1i4ELms/s200/book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Play with simple things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190654014918678002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjoU0cu1fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dLwPrrq-yps/s200/bubble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Do whatever you want whenever you want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190654251141879298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjoikcu1gI/AAAAAAAAAEg/T2d6fGI8yC0/s200/bath.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Look for affection when you need it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190655101545403970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjpUEcu1kI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NFpEPvQvClk/s200/sleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Get serious once in a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190654586149328418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjo2Ecu1iI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Uke_7Ln2X78/s200/serious.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Forget about diets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190654693523510834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjo8Ucu1jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/X0vb3kl5-Kw/s200/diet.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Show some affection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190654457300309522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjoukcu1hI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VpEVj4ttpKk/s200/affection.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Get angry once in a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190655496682395234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjprEcu1mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YzEhrNFmf0w/s200/angry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Change your look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190655307703834194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjpgEcu1lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UZamzEtE_fc/s200/hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Be happy, above all, regardless what your challenges may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190656183877162610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjqTEcu1nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5T8FaDrRIYs/s200/happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Live simply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Love generously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Care deeply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Speak kindly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Leave the rest to God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of battle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203398617431245354-8833538242689448508?l=deadrabackhus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/feeds/8833538242689448508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203398617431245354&amp;postID=8833538242689448508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8833538242689448508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203398617431245354/posts/default/8833538242689448508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadrabackhus.blogspot.com/2008/04/simple-rules-of-life.html' title='Simple Rules of Life'/><author><name>Deadra Backhus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12024813501266550923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAYu3Ecu1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/idIUmRgcvjA/S220/me+and+jeff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wu6THhFeDk0/SAjoDUcu1eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W6mG1i4ELms/s72-c/book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203398617431245354.post-8863582617505208815</id><published>2008-04-16T22:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T13:15:02.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; 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I am by no means a writer just ask my wonderful pastor's wife, Tracie Smith she is my editor, ha! She edits everything for me, I will type a memo, email, letter...etc....and I just hand her a red pen. We make a great team. I like to share ideas with people and hear about other's wonderful ideas. I love to read all of your blogs, but I can never comment on any of them because I did not have an account so hence this is why I have one today. I do have two beautiful girls and the best husband/father to our children in the whole world, that you will see and hear about now that I have a blogspot. Reading many of your blogs inspires me, triggers thoughts, encourages me and most times is how I spend my winding down time after a long day. Some of the "Little Things" you write are like...a word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver. 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