Monday

That's NOT My Mama

You've seen this picture here and here before on my blog.


It's part of our history here in Houston and one thing I always look forward to seeing when we head downtown to an Astros game or whatnot.

So you can imagine my dismay when we headed to the Astros game Saturday night. I glanced to my left and let out an audible gasp. I scared the family, it was so loud.

Then I hear the words "That's NOT my Mama" uttered. I was so sad.

They painted her.

*I apologize for the quality of the picture. Big D was traveling fast and I had to snap it quick in the midst of my despair.

6 comments:

forgetfulone said...

Oh, no! They painted it? And what a color!

Debbie said...

I'm so confused. Why did they do that? And what is that yellow thing?

Patois said...

BOOOOOOO!

kris said...

HAHA! sorry....

Kim said...

WOW! What a difference a paint job makes. She sure isn't your mama anymore.

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