Buried in a Winter Wonderland

Wow.

Worcester is covered in a beautiful blanket of pristine white.

A pristine blanket of white that is making it impossible for people to get up our street. My husband is at the office right now because he just tried for fiteen minutes to get up our road and couldn't.

All of the plows are out and trying to keep up with the snow, but it just keeps coming.

I feel stupid for saying this, but there's a fancy Christmas party tonight that we've been invited to and I have a pretty preggo dress and I really want to go, so I really really want the snow to clear up. Obviously, I don't want to go badly enough to risk safety.