Tagged?

Okay, so I still feel very new to this blogging thing, and although I have read on other peoples blogs about being "tagged" I had yet to experience this. Until now. So here are the rules:

1. You have to post the rules before you give your answers.
2. You must list one fact about yourself beginning with each letter of your middle name. (If you don't have a middle name, use your maiden name).
3. After you are tagged, you need to update your blog with your middle name and your answers.
4. At the end of your blog post, you need to tag one person for each letter of your middle name.(Be sure to leave them a comment telling them they've been tagged and that they need to read your blog for details.)

Conveniently, my middle name is my maiden name, and subsequently, the name we are giving to the child still kicking into my ribs! Unfortunately, I'm going to have to be creative, since I've got not 1, but 2 repeating letters!

J - Journal writer. I used to be a good journal writer when I was a kid, and I kept pretty good records in high school, but I dropped off into silence for several years, until this past fall when I set a new goal to get back on track and start recording the workings of my life and the hilarious things Carson says and does. We'll see what happens when Jensen comes!
E - Efficient. I like to think that I'm a pretty good muli-tasker, and I always try to find myself doing something productive. I don't like to waste, time included, and although I drive my husband nuts sometimes with this, it's been very beneficial to me, and us.
N - Nails. I've got nails as tough as...well, nails. I've never been a nail biter because they're too thick to bite through. I love my nails. Thanks for the good genes, Mom.
S - Snoop. I will admit, I have been a snooper for years. Whether it's the conversations of complete strangers, or riffling through stuff to find Christmas presents, it's something I almost do unconsciously. And I recently found out that Dustin is quite the snoop himself - ahh, true love.
E - Early. Or at the very least on time. I really hate being late to anything. I stress about it if I think I'm not going to be 5 minutes early to something! Just ask Dustin what kind of mood that put me in on Sunday morning when we had 9:00am church.
N - Nearly born at home. Since my mom had fast labors, she ended up having my older brother Jeff at home, but didn't make the same mistake twice when it was time for me to make my grand entrance into the world.