I can't tell how much we got overnight because that would mean going out and measuring which would mean putting on shoes or something. I'm tempted to do that just because our courtyard looks lovely in the snow and it would be nice to make the first footprints in the pristine cover before one of my neighbors goes and walks a dog or something. But the heaviest snowfall is supposed to start any moment now and it would only fill in those footprints, so what's the point?
Like everyone else, I ran to the store last night. However, I actually needed a couple of things since I promised to make cornbread for a potluck and I didn't have any cornmeal in the house. The entire population of Fairfax County was in the Safeway at the Pan Am Shopping Center, too. They'd run out of milk, for example. Not an issue since I keep powdered milk for situations like this (and they had plenty of soy milk in long life packages which nobody else seems to think of). While waiting ages in line with my cornmeal and heavy cream and scotch tape (not for the cornbread), I amused myself by looking at what people were buying. There was surprisingly little of the traditional milk, bread, and toilet paper.
Apparently, if the end of the world comes and you live in Fairfax County, it is vitally important to have potato chips and wine.