When I started quilting in June '09, I discovered that I loved everything about making a quilt except the actual quilting. I love the designing, the gathering fabrics, constructing the quilt top and back. I have a small sewing machine, and attempting to actually quilt with is was a nightmare. I gave up and went on the search for a long arm quilter. The first one I tried did a great job, but both Bob and I felt she was very rude. Can't put up with rude. The second gal I tried just plain didn't do a good job, she was crossed of my list, too. Then I found long arm quilter #3, and she's great. #3 is very creative, and looks at her contribution to my quilts as an artistic one. We're a good fit. #3 has done all of my quilts for the past 12 months. I've contributed to her income and she's contributed to my peace of mind.
Here's why I'm writing about this. If you know me, you know that I'm very principled about people's rights. I've marched in the rain for women's rights. I've boycotted businesses, some times for life, that financially support the "other side"; anti-women, anti-gay, anti-the things that are important to me. While I was talking to #3, yesterday, she, unsolicited, told me her feelings about Muslims. #3's views are very anti-Muslim, period, no bending or waffling involved. Now, I'm not especially pro-Muslim; I'm more pro-people. How people worship is a personal choice; I don't agree with how some people choose to worship; but I defend they're right to choose.