An Etiquette Tea Party

I had a very strange dream last night. I had to attend a tea party, which was basically some sort of etiquette test. We were all supposed to behave perfectly throughout this tea party, make polite conversation, eat the sandwiches and cakes in the correct manner, and drink our tea appropriately. All while wearing extremely frilly, flowery dresses, which even I (and I'm totally girly when it comes to clothes) thought were disgusting.
All of this was conducted under the watchful gaze of two very prim and proper ladies, who were assessing our performance and making little marks on a sheet for every error. Each little mark would equal a cane stroke.
The really strange part, though, was that the prim and proper ladies were my aunt and cousin..! Luckily I woke up before I found out if they would be wielding the cane as well. That would have been a strangeness too far, I feel.