It's snowing here. It doesn't usually snow more than a couple of centimeters, about once a year, and it's generally gone the next day. Tonight's forcast is calling for 6-10 cm of accumulation. It's amusing listening to my coworkers. You'd think they were afraid of their tauntauns dying before they reached the first marker! Meanwhile, I have candles, and quilts, and a pile of cheap, second-hand sci-fi novels ready to hand. I have a camping stove and tins of food... and I expect to use none of it except the pile of novels. What do you do when you're expecting snow? Are you a "milk and bread" compulsive?