spaceship, elizabeth taylor, house remodel

I dreamt that I had just crashed in a spaceship. It was a small one, about the size of two large helicopters. I was looking around where we crashed and as I looked, I saw several different versions of the crash, as if I was looking through different lives and different decisions. No matter what life I was in or decision I had made, the outcome was similar, my one friend would die (he was human in one life and died from the crash, red skinned with horns in another, dying from an attack from something on that planet with a large tusk protruding through his chest, and so on) and I would be there with the other people looking for what to do next. Elizabeth Taylor (not sure which life) was on my ship. She died in the crash as well. She had left no family, so her belongings were up for grabs. I was looking at her rings. She had a ring on each hand. Some were delicate and some were gaudy. I picked one and showed it to my mom and said I liked this one. It was small and had a pearl in the center with intricate metal work framing the edge. She didn't much care for it. Then I was looking through a box of Elizabeth's belongings. It had odds and ends and then there was a tiny, very old box. I opened it and it had a large diamond shaped like a heart. It was dangling from a purple ribbon. I recognized it as a precious jewel from the royal family that Elizabeth had acquired some how. I thought ... what a treasure and how lucky I am that it is mine. I immediately started searching my memory to make sure none of this should go to someone. I knew there was no more family, but what if she had left things to a friend? On the other hand, how would anyone know, and did we even know if we would ever return to our home planet? I decided to keep it but only to return it to the royal family. I felt guilty holding on to it in a finders keepers way. Then I left to check out the area. I knew it wasn't too safe to be out in the open and that I needed to get away from that area. I ran across a small one man helicopter. There was no shell really, nor motor. It ran by sitting on a plate and holding on to two bars that were connected to a propeller that was under you, not above. I also could see what I was wearing at this point, short short black shorts and black high heeled wedges. How Eon Flux of me.... Anyhoo... I kept trying to get up in the helicopter but realized it was chained to a dog house. Then someone came out of the dog house, either a woman or a long haired man.. I knew I needed to give up on the helicopter and move on....

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I dreamt my  mother was in the middle of a remodel. It seems she was focusing on the yard, the porch and a deck, but the house was demolished as well. The front yard was a mess, all torn up, although the stones from the front steps to the sidewalk were in place. She was hemming and hawing over it not being perfectly in line. I told her it didn't really matter because one side of the steps was at a right angle and the other side was swirly and ornate. She wasn't listening and kept talking to herself. I sat in the dirt and was under some sort of construction. There were little dogs playing in the yard. I wanted to pet them and there were small wrapped chocolates turned in to the dirt.
mom's house remodel, dogs, ....??