It's better

My brother came to visit for the Labor Day weekend.

So far, his attitude is better.

But I still lied and went out to the movies to see World's End with Araina, Dianne, etc. Then we went to Hudson's Grill for burgers. I said that I bought dinner for a co worker since she helped me call parents who don't speak English. After dinner, I even pulled over in a deserted parking lot to change back into my school T-shirt before I arrived at my house.

I drove him to Sprouts for organic and wholesome groceries for meals. It was pretty hard refraining from walking out with goodies-- butterscotch muffins, goat's milk soap, fresh meat. We did hit Spec's Liquor for Tequila (for a recipe). But no trips to the cheese bins or humidor.

We were quiet in the car for a while, but then he opened up bitching about his co workers-- the thirty year old cheapskate slob, the guy from Spain who farts out loud.

I just hope the weekend ends well. But things are better. All feelings of severing ties with my brother are pretty much gone.