This past weekend my friend Kathy, whom I've known since kindergarten, came to visit with her daughter Marielle. It is always great fun reconnecting with Kathy. She lives in Seattle now, but it doesn't seem to matter how long it is between visits, the moment we are together it is like no time has passed.
Today was the last day of her visit, and Marielle's 15th birthday. We had great plans to do something special outside, and we were disappointed when we awoke to the second straight day of rain. We called around looking for something fun to do inside, but every fun/interesting place we called was closed on Mondays.
After Kathy and I ran out of ideas, we asked Marielle how she would like to spend the day. She chose swimming at my neighborhood pool. Her attitude was the product of being a native of Seattle. She didn't care if it was 68 and raining, she wanted to go swimming. Kathy and I wanting to make this a fun and memorable birthday, agreed.
I haven't had that much fun playing in a pool since my children were young. We were the only ones in the pool. We raced laps, we did hand stands, flips and all kinds of silly things. We laughed so hard my ribs hurt. The life guard must of thought we were totally nuts.
Two hours later we finally headed home to shower, and then a late lunch. We had lunch at Abigail's Grille and Wine Bar in Simsbury, CT. It was originally Pettibone's Tavern, built during the American Revolution in 1780 for Jonathan Pettibone Jr as a key stop on the Boston to Albany Turnpike. This tavern is full of history and interesting tales. Famous Americans like George Washington, Ethan Allen and Harriet Beecher Stowe have stayed there.
One of the more interesting tales is of Mrs Abigail Pettibone, the wife of a whaling captain. Her husband returned early from one of his voyages to find her in the arms of another man. He responded by slaying them both with an ax. There have been many reports of paranormal activities since her death, and many people believe it is her spirit is still present in the restaurant today.
The lunch was a fun way to end their visit. A good lunch in a historic New England restaurant with a good story to take home.