Fragments of dreams

I had a weird series of dreams this morning, four distinct fragments that did not seem to cohere, yet were all remembered upon awakening. Here are two:

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I'm helping to set up a party and there's a young man and woman in charge. They're in their early to mid twenties, but the dynamic is as if they were much older or I were much younger. It's not with Lost Rocket's folks, but the house looks the same and the "of course I'm here four hours early" thing is very similar. I feel like I'm being very helpful for about an hour when I do something stupid, I think standing on the table or something. The man really gets on my case about it and I apologize but I tell him I feel like I've been very helpful so far and he's being really harsh on this one mistake. The woman says that quite the opposite, I've been an annoyance and a hindrance the whole time. I angrily tell them that fine, I will leave and not come back until the party actually starts, and I do. I'm aware of the fact that even though they made me feel like a little kid, I'm actually an adult and can do that. Later, not at the party but on the street, they see me and want to take my picture and seem to pretend nothing happened. I flip them off, forcing them to take my picture that way or not at all. They opt not to take the picture, which is what I hoped they would choose, and I've also made the point that they can't just hurt me like that and then ignore it.

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I'm in the grocery store when I see my grandma Pat. At least I think I do. Then I go closer and there seem to be two of her. The one I saw has a rounder face and then there's one with a more square jaw and I conclude the second one is actually my grandma and the other is her sister. I go over and say hi to her, then my dad shows up and we all chat. Then she says something and it sounds rather philosophical, when I realize she's quoting a song, some 90's hit I know. (When I wake up I realize it's Glycerine.) My dad does that funny I'm-about-to-change-the-subject laugh and says he'd better get going. I say "why, 'cause grandma is quoting 90's pop?" He goes off and I say I ought to get back to my grocery shopping too. But when I go back to my aisle I can't remember a thing I wanted to buy.

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In other news, I found someone to stay with in Eugene, so it's happening! This is gonna be really fun.