Being Greedy

My strong love for food is not understood by my family. My brother eats like a pig, he can eat an entire pizza and still be hungry. Normally after devouring what he can find in the fridge already made for him by my mother, he moves on to what I've made. You see, he is 21 years old, and very lazy. He basically lives off toast, cereal, or anything you can microwave because he refuses to make anything for himself, he thinks it's too much effort. Besides, when he tries (because my mom forces him to), he normally messes up. 21 years old and he pours the pasta in before he's boiled the water. 21 years old and he still has trouble with the electric can opener. I imagine you can see my point by now. My issue with this, is that I put effort into making my meals, and when I have extra, I put it into the fridge to heat up later. Or so I think. When I come home starving after work or school, I go to open the fridge and my meal is mysteriously gone. I've talked to him nicely about it several times asking him to leave my meals alone. He agrees, but doesn't seem to see the issue, he thinks food is food and that if it's there is should be eaten. The thing about my brother is what you say seems to go right in one ear and out the other. Instead of being kind about it the times following our talks, I normally get angry. Which leads to him telling me I am food obsessed. Maybe I am, so be it. I have just recently started to put sticky notes on my meals saying "ASHLEY'S!!!" so that he knows now what specifically he better not touch, or else!