Threadless, Renegade and a day of rest

Today I pay my penance for three days of creative fun. I'll sip my TheraFlu like a good girl and hopefully feel better soon.

So while I lay here in my own comfy bed, here's the Saturday report.

Near our hotel, we found the big blue and gold box called IKEA. The three-story store was a wonderland for window-shopping but no purchases were made. I chanted "Don't wanna pay 10% county tax" over and over in my head.

Then we hit the highway for the Threadless warehouse. We poked our heads into the doors and ... then into a photo board.

I reconnected with my Threadless buddies and Zoe met a handful of new, amazingly talented folks. We made our own buttons and watched some live dancin' and drawin'. I grew a mustache and we took in a tour on our way out.

Festa, me, Lori and the letter "E" ... More photos are on my Flickr!

It was now time for the two-hour Renegade Craft Fair marathon. Those white tents seemed to go on and on for blocks. We thought we were going to hit the lake — or at least the edge of downtown Chicago — before we could turn around.

We reined in our spending, studied pricing for our own upcoming craft fair and found just a few treasures. Zoe bought a pretty glass ornament. I snagged some retro earrings made from typewriter keys. And, of course, we both bought yummy yarn.

One more detour loomed as we headed out of Chicago. We stopped to say "Hiya" to the Superdawg statues at the drive-in restaurant. With some greasy, delicious food in our bellies, we then said "Bye-a!" to our crafty vacation.