My own party went really well. I co-hosted with
And a bottle of port I was sure I'd lost in the move (*sigh*) turned out to exist and be found midway through the party (AW yeah!). So I opened another bottle of thoroughly lovely port which was older than most of the participants. I think I liked the slightly-younger bottle at the previous party better, honestly, but I can now say that I've had port older than I am, as can a number of the other guests. Plus, y'know, a boatload of hurricane cocktail over ice to celebrate the Great White Hurricane since that was the most recent party theme. I think we went through four bowls of that, but Choletta was making them after the first two so I lost track of the total.
Amy's party was excellent. I didn't know enough people there and I don't see the ones I did know often enough. But hey, maybe she'll keep throwing them and I can see those folks more often :-) She made my own preparations for vegetarian arrival look like the crude, poorly-though-out efforts they were. I may need to make some of the little tomato/cheese things they had for my next party, though probably with a dairy product other than bleu cheese.
And
Definitely a tolerable three-party weekend. Some other things went wrong but they appear not to have gone as wrong as I feared... Don't know how badly yet. So maybe the worst I have yet to worry about is ants. That'd be a relief.