Marriages, morphing cats, and more

There was a guy named Mark with curly long-ish hait, at least long enough for me to run my fingers through at the back of his neck. Apparently we had just gotten married, and we were on a family vacation of sorts - we were at some cabin-like place and some of my former summer softball teammates were there. I woke up in the morning and Mark came over to me on the couch and kissed me, and told me how happy he was that we'd gotten married. He was being so sweet - dancing me around the room, singing, laughing, telling me how even though we'd gotten married quickly he was happy he's found someone as beautiful as me. We both were Jewish, too, so that solidified things for him, he'd said. But the he had to go though - he had errands to run and then he had to go to his office for a little bit, even though it was a Saturday.

One of my cats bolted outside, but I was able to chase her, grab her and the bright pink socks and bra that somehoe were stuck on her, and bring her back inside. She morphed into a 10-year-old child that apparently I was supposed to be watching. The girl just wanted to be outside because everyone else was, but I wouldn't let her because as a cat, I hadn't gotten her theast series of shots she needed for it to be safe for her to play outside, but I didn't want to tell her that it was my fault. My brother was outside washing three of my family's cars at the top of our driveway and I was supposed to be helping but I had to watch the girl because she kept trying to sneak out through the garage. She even tried to slither up the driveway like a snake; that's when I lost it and grabbed her and forced her all the way inside, not just in the garage. She started to throw a fit, but she opened all three garage doors before she stormed upstairs because my brother eas done washing cars and my parents drove them down into the garage bays.

L.A., who is from my town but I'm not really friends with in real life, appeared and asked why I was so upset, so I told her about the cat/girl. L.A. sympathized with me and gave me some helpful hints, then we went inside and upstairs together because we had to get ready for an important dinner. I took off my sneakers and walked upstairs, hoping that I could be quiet enough so that the cat/girl wouldn't hear me, but I walked into the open area at the top of the steps to find her and her younger sister doing homework on their computers. I smiled and turned left to go into my room; L.A. was done getting dressed so I chaned into a light gray pencil skirt, pink tank top, black shirt and overcoat. Judi was there, too, and I had a flashback to looking at a photo of her family that she posted online - in it, Judi had Photoshopped herself out and at the time, I didn't know why. L.A. then started asking Judi about her wedding and I freaked out because I was upset that she'd gotten married and hadn't invited me or even told me about it.

L.A. was wearing neon green and white stilletos and finally we all sat down as the house started to rumble and prepare for takeoff.

There was more to this, including time spent in my neighbors' house, and some of the neighborhood kids all grown up, but I can't remember now.
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