Ipod Dance Party

 Last Saturday night, Mark and I attended our first Ipod dance party.  In fact, we were the "guests of honor"

 and indeed we were honored to be included on the prestigious FaceBook guest list.

You may be asking yourself, "What is a Ipod dance party?"

That was our question exactly, when Ashley told us about her "incredible fun Friday night activity" 

that she participated in a couple of weeks ago along with a group of other BYU students.

Ashley was SO excited to tell us all about the dance party that as she described it, "has changed her life!"

That may sound a little dramatic, but she was so enthusiastic and passionate as she continued to explain

 how it (the dance party) "has taken dancing to a whole new level."

She tried to explain the whole technical components of how a Ipod dance goes down.

Dad had a hard time wrapping his head around the whole thing.

She tried to explain and it goes like this:

The party organizer sends out an invite on FB with a link to a playlist 

with a time and location of where the dance is to take place.

Those invited download the playlist on their Ipod and show up to the location 

at the designated time with Ipod in hand (costume is optional but encouraged.)

Once all participants are gathered, Ipod in hand and earpieces in ear, 

the party host starts the party by simply saying "1,2,3, go!" 

At that moment, everyone starts their engines I mean Ipods,

 in theory at the same time and with that, the dancing begins.

The thing that is so fabulous, is that the eager and adventurous party goers, 

 become so absorbed in music, with their earpieces in their ears, 

they begin to be unaware of anything and everything around them, 

as they lose their inhibitions and themselves in the music.

"That sounds great and I get that," a perplexed Dad askes again,

"but how does everyone know exactly when to start the music on their Ipod?" 

Ash explains again how the party organizer says, "1,2,3, go!" 

and then everyone hits the start button on their Ipod.

"But, technically, someone could be off a few beats, right?" says Dad.

"Well, yeah... I guess someone could be off a second or two,

 but basically everyone is just dancing to the same song on the playlist, at about the same time."

 Dad confesses that his concern would be that if he went to one of these so called Ipod Dance parties, 

that he would be like that guy that is in the commercial that is left dancing

 for about 30 seconds after everyone else is done.

With that, Ashley, decided that Mom and Dad just had to attend one of her parties!

That is how we got roped into all of this college craziness...

and of course, we are not ones to ever miss a party and 

I'm happy to report, that this party definitely lived up to all the hype! 

 The dancers, eagerly and patiently waiting for the all important signal to start their Ipod!

 And the dancing begins.

Brooke "whips her hair!"

 As you can see Ashley is looking good, as she is sporting a costume and mardi gras beads.

Here she is hitting the pose of the evening!

 And Kate, takes a break from luging and lunging, and dances the night away. 

 The kids head up the hill to find a large rock to dance on.

 The kids were "Dancing in the Moonlight" up on the hill.

The parking lot was rocking.

And so was Dad, as shows us all how to "Rock and Roll" on a large rock.

 Ipod dance parties have also been called "Port-a-Parties" and "Silent Rager. Idp."

 Brooke and her friends from the dorms, didn't know that college could be this fun!!

 Notice the Provo police car parked across the street?

The Provo police are notorious for having nothing better to do than hand out parking tickets 

and break up dance parties on the weekends.

Many have claimed that the police are more than eager to close down any event that involves music 

and when more than 15 kids that are gathered, ready to have fun!

This was such an event and you could tell that they were there 

waiting for the party to get "crazy" so they would have to intervene.

But the police were puzzled because there wasn't any noise 
and the kids were just dancing in an empty parking, 
not bothering anyone, so technically they couldn't do anything about it.

The police car stopped across the street, waiting for something "crazy" to happen,
 then drove around the block and stopped again, waited and watched, 
then drove around the block and stopped for the third time.

We are happy to report that they did not find a reason to close the party down.

 And then Kate found a rock and decided to "Do it! To it!"
And this is how it is done!

 Then Kate ordered me to, "Come on, SkiMomma! You can Do it! To it too!"
Actually, she really didn't say anything,
 but she gave "that look" and I knew exactly what she was thinking.

With Brooke's support, I kind of lost it for a moment,

climbed up on the rock and struck "the pose of the night."

I don't know what got into me.
Did I just get caught up in the excitement of partying with the college crowd?

Or was it like Ashley said, that I lost myself (and my mind) in the music and let go?

Whatever it was, it was fun, revolutionary and definitely changed my life!

Thanks, Ash for letting your parents be a part of your cool college life!