Well, we should be in bed. But we're not. 

We just returned from a free Smashmouth concert on base -- all sorts of people out and about (again, it's not like i don't know half the base at this point) -- and a few of our favorite songs -- "All Star" "I'm a believer" "When the morning comes". Really it was fun.

We're now deaf. 

WHAT?! DID YOU SAY ?! 

you know, the deafness would work for me, because then i wouldn't have heard all the things from people today that I'm not sure I wanted to know and then had to type them up for hours and hours after the last one left...yes. Deaf could be good. 

But seriously, after our week of gallavanting, one has to buckle down. 

So i've been working late. Justin has been camping. (We have different ideas of buckling down.)

Did I mention he's volunteering for the Boy Scouts? Yes, my little former-Eagle scout is wearing a uniform again, getting badges, camping in the woods, orienteering. Did you hear what I said -- ORIENTEERING. Using a compass. As in trying to follow a map. Amazingly, he made it back from the woods.

While he was out with the boyz this weekend, I was busy pawning him off to modeling agencies. Hell, I pawned myself too...i might have to drop all this medical nonsense and become an "international" model. Because, of course, I'd never make it in the States---i'm not 6 feet tall and 110lbs. 

So it was a funny scene -- me and the 3 other gals I was going with -- we all wandered into the little gymnasium amongst about 200 zealous parents and their (often cute) future model children. We towered over the little moneymakers as we went up to the counters to drop off our applications. 

Of course, I always put Justin's application first -- he has those pretty blue eyes -- and said "I think my husband could model for you. He's darling in person." I'm sure he'll appreciate that. 

THen, they'd take my application, give me a number and i'd wait in line to get my picture taken. 

Now, with no experience modeling, it's hard to know how to.....um....pose. As my friends Sara and Jen had said, the first few shots were not unlike smiling ridiculously for the junior high school yearbook photos. THe photographers kept telling Jen, "Do serious face"...at which time the smile would diminish into a sultry gaze....or EVENTUALLY it became sultry. At first, as she notes, it was more like a mugshot. 

We got the hang of the hip shift, chin tilted down, grin and wink...

I just kept seeing my patients and wondering, do they even recognize me? Is this insane? 

Ultimately, it was really fun. 

But no....Tokyo-wood hasn't called yet. Not yet.

Anyway, Halloween is tomorrow. Hopefully we'll have some good pictures from the party. Hope everyone else is having a good couple of weeks.

in other news -- my brother Tony is leaving for Iraq SOON...like in less than 2 weeks... for another year. So if you get the chance to email him (antonio.cimino1@gmail.com) - please do!