I need a break
Why do I need a break? Why would I need oneTo get the annoying, bossy and impatient vibe from my brother. I just can't shake it outta my head. He was this way from the get go when he made plans to be with Mom and Dad for Dad's Hawaiian trip back in April and it was getting more intense when it was time to leave for Honolulu. When I made a suggestion to what he and his daughter can do in Honolulu he didn't take to my suggestion and his reaction to what I told hime just inflamed him. I heard the letdown in his voice when I answered him what I was going to do in Waikiki and in Honolulu and looking back I'm more than glad what I told him what my plans were. Never told my niecewhat my plans were(at the top of my list everyday was to have breakfast or coffee with Mom and Dad) but I'm sure she would've loved to have visitend and gone with me where I wanted to go and where I went to last week. While in Honolulu he never let up when things got rocky - he'd be huffing, puffing, shuffling in his seat, rolling his eyes and always kept saying "whatever" just like one of the characters on "South Park" and when I made a simple request for him to bring a couple of towels to the beach the request must've been quite a flagrant appeal because he sure made it known without saying much that it would be too much trouble - he was at loss of words and put me on the spot telling me while he was sputtering away trying to find words that it really was a ridiculous and inconvenient request(this is something I didn't tell Mom and Dad). One would think that in the spirit of the day which was the family picnic(and my birthday) he'd have the aloha spirit(or even if were weren't in Waikiki) he have an outlook that it'll be no problem. I betcha...if I were to call the front desk hotel asking for towels they'd have someone bring them to where I was(Waikiki Natatorium)...well if we were staying at a lavish hotel they'd do it. But get this my cousins heard my request - they went to the New Otani and got towels for me...something I didn't tell my brother. He didn't wish me a Happy Birthday and it's probably something he overlooked but that is not what bugged the crap outta me...it was just his annoying, bullying and cantankerous actions. It really gotten to me when I was taking a walk when I met up with a friend(we made arrangements to go for a walk and coffee) along Ala Wai canal and he couldn't stop calling me on my mom's cell phone wondering getting highly impatient because I couldn't find a cross street sign along Ala Wai Blvd and neither could my friend. In additon since my brother was talking so loud my friend Dave(Dave #3) heard my brother...he asked me is my brother okay and I told him...not the way he sound he isn't. I didn't know whether to continue hanging out with Dave and in the end I didn't but went with him and my niece to have ramen at a Japanese restuarant on Kapahulu Ave. Dave wished me well and he said that if his brother asked him for towels, he's still at the hotel and heading to the family picnic/reunion he'd have no problem grabbing more towels or walking back to the hotels for towels.
Oh there's more because two days later my Dad was getting lost to this KAISER MOANALUA HOSPITAL and I had no problem but boy was my brother getting peeved. Geez...relax - we're not on a time, enjoy or look at the area we are in because who knows when all of us will ever be in this island again. It just made me realize that I am more flexible that I ever was before and that I never knew that my brother could change a negative into a positive. Maybe he can but he sure didn't show it from the the start of all this way back in late April and last week.
Oh there is more..how he went hog wild on Auntie Sally's quilt work and wanting more(learned real quickly...just give in) - Mom and Dad barely have any left to give to their friends and I...just never bothered to take any, he continued to step on the urgent pedal when Dad brought pictures and quickly asked if the cd to the picture were brought, in addition he asked me nine times(yes I counted) if I can give him the names to the e-mail addresses of our relatives. Nine times!!! As of right now I wonder is there a time limit as to why he had to have those e-mail addresses right away and when I was about to leave I so wanted to tell him that I he'll be getting the information tomorrow, but I knew immediately if I said that - he'd be having a fit which would be so unbefitting and uncomfortable to see.
Since I've seen him more than I usually do since since late April I suddently see that he too has mood swings just like everyone else in our family and his really swings from one side to the other. One second he is sour and crabby because we're getting lost and next thing he's overjoyed talking it up which I saw on Sunday, Tuesday and yesterday. Gosh that is so scary...glad I see that in my Dad and in him so I can catch myself if I have the potential of being that way.
He wasn't all that way when I was with him...we actually had some nice times for instance when we went to the volleyball match at U H Stan Sheriff Center on Saturday night or the tattoo parlors on Kuhio Avenue. Those were nice times unfortunately there wasn't a whole lot of that.
I sorta feel better now. This is one reason why I have written diary entries and journaling(remember there is a difference between a diary and a journal) since the mid-1970's. Doing this just takes a couple things off of my mind. I was irritated how he behaved at times and I really expected him to go with the flow and in his mind he thought he was but brazenly wasn't. These things do happen on a trip...talked to other people while waiting in the airports and they too vented out their disappointments with their family members and to my Ricecake friends. I knew that it wasn't going to be a smooth ride from the get go and I'm glad I prepared myself for that because if it wasn't I'd surely be yelling at the top of my lungs at him.
All I need is a break from him...I'm glad we get along and I want to keep it that way, but this trip really did not bring us closer together which wasn't the point of the trip if anything in my mind it cemented how I want my relationship to be with him which is basically to just get along with each other which we've always have been all of our lives. We've never been close nor have we've been bitter brothers...just always getting along and that's better than nothing, right?
As I always tell my friend MW and to you Ricecakes...there's more to tell you. There is always more I have to say.
Next up will be....oh I dunno, my solo adventures through Honolulu and who I finally met up with and my sis-in-laws ineecure comments.

Posted by ml208
at 4:10 PM PDT