MOB Mentality

If there is one thing I have learned (or have been taught for that matter) over the last few years it is a bit about MOB mentality. No, it isn't what you are thinking.... like gansta' MOB.

I joined the MOB almost six years ago I was acclimated into the MOB world by mere circumstance. That is how most MOB members join, usually you don't realize you've joined the MOB until it just dawn's on you one day that you are in fact a MOB member and participate in MOB activities and rituals daily. Unless, of course you have a wonderful GOB who gives you a day off.

MOB in my world means Mom of Boy(s).

Because as "Mothers" we are of course girls and we don't know a whole lot about the male species. But when you join the MOB you learn in a big damn hurry.

My Mom isn't a member of the MOB so I couldn't lean on her for MOB rules, regulations or advisory's. However, I lucked out and my MIL is a MOB member four times over. So she is well versed in the area of MOB'ing. She is now a GOB (Grandma of Boys) so I think that is like a Gold club member or something.

As a MOB member (actually I would be a MOB2) if I were to be writing a "MOB Manual" I think Chapter 1 would bear a title something like "Feeding the MOB". Because honestly it is something I feel like I do... Feed the whole dang MOB. But, step one of feeding the MOB is grocery shopping for the MOB. I have to say that since becoming a MOB member my local grocery store has got new carts... With two levels... The inventor of those bad boys has most definitely got to be a MOB member with full understanding of necessity of the second level.

Prior to becoming a MOB member Big Daddy and I used to poke fun at my Mother in Law on her grocery supply habits. I clearly recall one time we were in her kitchen and in one cupboard there were like SIX store bought jars of jam. All the same kind, size and flavor. She didn't see what was so funny as Big Daddy and I chuckled. We could not imagine why someone would need six jars of jam?! Like do you think the store is going to run out? Her reply was "well, they were on sale." Now, as a MOB member I so fully understand the thought process. Boys literally can, and will eat you out of house and home. As a MOB you learn quickly that when something is on sale, you stock up. Especially if it is a dry or canned good. In the sub-chapter of grocery shopping for the MOB it should highly be suggested to have enough food on hand to last what you think will be months. Because it won't.

My cupboards were so well stocked that someone who isn't familiar on the MOB rules would think I was preparing for a natural disaster that would leave us shacked up in our home for quite some time.
I feel good in knowing that if God forbid something like that should happen here we would be ok for some time.

However, since Big Daddy has recently started a new job and is fresh out of University funds have been a little tighter than normal and I haven't been able to do full out MOB shopping as I see fit. So our supply has slowly been depleting. But the best part is knowing that I had my supply to rely on. I have to admit though that my blood pressure is rising and my anxiety is increasing as I realize that my MOB supply is slowly running into regular. I know it will be ok and this stretch is simply a fact of life as a transition between student loan living and paycheck life. The latter of the two being the so much better.
You know your family realizes the lack of MOB stock when they open the fridge and stick their head in and say "hello in there" and all you hear is echo.

But when payday does hit, watch out Superstore I have the MOB to feed.