It was hosted by a friend of Yamma's and it was attended by all women (not that the men would have gone if they HAD been invited). It was a dainty little affair complete with tea, scones, mini quiche and assorted finger sandwiches. There were flowers, doilies and lacy things everywhere (very ritzy). My focus was keeping a hawk-eye on HP who kept wanting the lick the whip cream off of a tray full of tartlets.
I am proud to say that HP was quite well behaved (read: didn't break any of the china or smear chocolate mousse on the white carpet) and the tomboy in me made it through unscathed (I even resisted the urge to put my hair in a ponytail, something I haven't accomplished since 2001).
All in all, it was a a fun way to spend a Sunday afternoon (especially since the Bears 2008 season is still a few months away).