Lost/Found Phone and new friends

Miracle of miracles,  here I am.

I had dropped my phone in NYC, and back "home" (I was calling it "the Vineyard" but it was some composite of Cambridge I think) I called it to get it back.  A woman answered but we had a bad connection or she was speaking quietly, I could only understand little bits of what she was saying.  She was getting annoyed with me because I had to keep asking her to repeat herself, but I just wanted to get my damn phone back and couldn't understand where she was...(just realized i was trying to write her phone number down but der she had my phone i could have just called it!)  Finally ended up at her house - turns out she was right next door to where i made the phone call - she had been in NYC visiting, saw my phone on the street and picked it up and brought it back to her house which just happened to be right where I was. I marveled at the luck that she hadn't just left it in NY like any normal person would have done if they saw an abandoned phone there.  It was missing its cover.  I started checking the photos - I often do this in dreams and have awesome ones on there.  This one had awesome photos of friends all having fun together - in the dream they were my friends but i didn't recognize them really... i was so happy to have them.  Can't remember what happened next...but then a cop car came crashing through the wall.  ... Later I was looking through the phone and realized i had been in NY wasted and had all this fun and met all these people but couldn't remember any of it.  But i had a bunch of new contacts with names and photos.. mostly guys.  Some of them were texting me... guess that's it....

My mom, a machete, and a vicious bunny

Was driving with my mom, going to some beach. She was hvig. Directions and kept making me pull over. Then we got to a spot where the tree branches were hanging over te road and we got out to fix it. Rick was in the car ahead of us and he had hacked at some of the branches with a machete. Then they asked if Emmett wanted to try. Emmett picked up the machete and said something about what type it was, or that it was old school or something. Everyone laughed. He did a great job getting the tree branches out of the way, but then my mom was piling the branches in a neat pile, and saying that we needed to pay to take them to the dump. I asked why couldnt someone just use them for kindling? I was aggravated because she asked us to do it and then acted like it was a bug hassle after it was done. Then we went into a building with my mom and Rick. It was some kind of group meeting there, a d lots of the people had disabilities. She kept introducing me to everyone. Then a woman came over with a little girl and a bunny. THR bunny was cute and I wanted to hold it, but it kept putting its little arms around the woman's RX and I was afraid it was going to start biting her. Then my alarm went off.