But this morning I discovered it was in fact, not. As a I had feared, the streets in Georgetown were less than plowed this morning and my car got stuck. like...really stuck. As in crying and pitching a teeny tantrum because as much as I dug I could not get my car to budge! After 20 minutes of this fiasco, a man pulled up and asked if I needed help! Why yes, I did (and a glass of Pinot Noir...) He kindly gave me instructions on how hard to press the gas, which direction to turn etc all while pushing Bonnie Blue up 35th Street.
Thank you, Man in a Navy Blue Suit driving a White X5 for pushing me out of a ditch. You made my day.

Men may always open doors for me.