Bella Vita Farm and Fiber (http://bellavitafarm.wordpress.com/ ) tagged me, and I'm passing the tag along (sort of a Pyramid Tag, I think- pretty soon the whole Interwebs will be caught).
Here are the rules:
Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs. Let them know they are tagged by leaving comments on their blogs.
So here we go….I’ll start with 7 weird/random facts (which some of you may know already):
1. I am 1/8 Inupiat Eskimo. My maternal grandmother lived above the Arctic Circle, between Kotzebue and Point Hope, until she was 32 years old. Her father was a German missionary, and she married (at age 16) a widdower Navy man. They moved to my home town (Snohomish, WA) when their oldest son had rheumatic fever. My mother, the 2nd youngest of 7 kids, was born in Washington. I do believe that I, my sons, and grandchildren, are the only persons of Inupiat descent currently living in South Dakota.
2. I'm left handed.
3. My husband and I make wine. In fact, we're going to start a 5 gallon batch of Riesling and a 3 gallon batch of Merlot soon. I'll do an ongoing blog report of the process. I've made wine from everything from carrot, to pineapple, to apple, to blackberry. My absolute favorite is Blackberry Melomel (a mead, which is a honey based wine).
4. I can write my name in cursive on an Etch a Sketch.
5. When I was writing mysteries and going to mystery conventions, I met a lot of bestselling writers, and became friends with some of them. Meeting my idols was the absolute coolest thing about writing fiction.
6. There are a lot of non-cool things about writing fiction (including a greater possibility of a stalker, which was definitely not fun).
7. My hair started going gray when I was 23, and I decided early on that I would never keep up with coloring it, so I never did try to cover the grays. I'm 55 now, and have been totally gray for going on 20 years, and I think it's beautiful, though it meant getting used to people thinking that I was a lot older than I really am (15 years ago, an 11 year old girl asked my husband if I was his grandma).
And I am tagging (Not 7 but all are very great fun):
Knit Geekery (http://knitgeekery.blogspot.com/)
Procrastination Diary (http://procrastinationdiary.blogspot.com/)
Jackson Street Books (http://jacksonstreetbooks.blogspot.com/)
Pumpkin Knits (http://pumpkinknits.blogspot.com/ )