Good Day Sunshine!

The Saturday weather forecast was beautiful, so the roommates and I decided to go for a little day trip. The chosen destination was the Lizzie Borden house. Those of you not from New England may not be familiar with Lizzie's story, but a popular playground rhyme is written for her.

Lizzie Borden took an axe

And gave her mother forty whacks.

When she saw what she had done,

She gave her father forty-one.

Her house is now a museum during the day, or bed and breakfast at night. Yes, you can actually sleep in the room where her (step)mother was murdered. My mom actually wanted to come here because she watched the Travel Channel show that ranked it number one of the nation's most haunted houses.

In the parlor we saw the piano Lizzie played. If you look closely, the song displayed here is called "You Can't Chop Your Poppa Up In Massachusetts."

Framed here, you can see the police photograph's of her father's body. If you look closely here, you can see blood splatters on the wall/ceiling behind his head.

We had to reenact the scene, since the original sofa is still here.

The owners were delightful and so excited about the house. While waiting for the tour to start, they showed us a tv special made about the house and shared scrapbooks of all the news stories written about the house. They also sell all kinds of memorabilia, including a Lizzie doll. A ghosthunter was actually there that day and would be staying that night to record for a tv show. I appreciated the humor here.

We walked upstairs into a bedroom where our tour guide told us that next to this bed was where they found her mother's body. The couple of people who happened to be standing right there literally jumped out of the way. Kind of a creepy feeling.

Another framed police photo.
That was actually the only creepy thing that happened. I'm sure the house feels different at night or when it's not so sunny. Or maybe I just don't get spooked easily.

Another reason we headed down to Fall River was to go to the Ugly American, as seen on the Phantom Gourmet. It was a fried food fest. Their specialty is the cheeseburger seen here smothered with melted cheese all around the patty.

We also enjoyed fried pickles, fried sweet potato, fried zucchini and fried Oreos and Twinkies for dessert. I'm surprised none of us had a heart attack.

After all that eating, we went to my favorite beach for a little walk.

Gotta love the sun!