A strange dream

Early this morning I experienced the oddest dream in which my mother, my aunt, and my youngest children featured. It was completely odd. I cannot recall how it began exactly, though I remember being in my grandmother's house (as it was many years ago... clear, with white carpets), and I remarked to my mother how I really needed juice for the youngest children. So my mother and I were discussing it and my aunt chimed in and said she would take me out to get some. So we got in her car and I remember asking where we were going since she was not on any route that would take us to a store. Instead she said, "I know where we can get juice." and took me to a building that was in some stage of construction... meaning there was no real landscaping and there were some large equipment (I didn't dwell on those). There were no other buildings around. By this time is was twilight. We went into the building and she told me to follow her and we went to a room where all sorts of bottled drinks were stored. My aunt glanced around and remarked that there didn't seem to be any juice bottles there (was thinking about purple grape juice), then she said maybe so-and-so would have some as she was one that was commonly taking it all. So we went to this persons office and we grabbed a couple bottles of juice. Then we went out to the car, by this time is was quite dark and magically I now had a car too, separate from my aunt (hey it's a dream world! The car I had was dark green, my aunt's was tan... both were some kind of luxury vehicle). Then suddenly these 'officials' were surrounding us at the trunk to my car. The looked at my aunt and told her, "you know better than to bring strangers into the building and you also know not to take the juice out of the building." She looked chagrined, but as she was not the one carrying the actual juice, they let her go with just a warning. She looked over at me briefly, sympathetically, then got in her car and drove off. The officials looked at me and told me they would go ahead and let me take the juice this time, but not to come back anymore. I said okay and got in the car. At this point I awoke.

The whole thing was exotically peculiar. Everything from the house to the 'building' to the weird juice sequel was just completely off the wall! But then, what are dreams for if not to give our subconcious an opportunity to delve into the bizarre.