Pregnancy brain rears its ugly head

Because I enjoy laughing at myself I thought this would brighten your day a bit as looking back on it has made me giggle. 
For Riley's b-day I bought 50 balloons thinking this year I would save some money and blow them up myself.  So Saturday evening I sat down and started on #1.  I was confused and decided to see if #2 did the same thing-that same thing being falling right to the floor and not floating at all.  After #3 and #4 I yelled for Derrick to come to the living room and help me.  He assumed I had ran out of air (ha!) and I assumed my air was not good enough or that I was doing something wrong because the balloons weren't floating.  After I  explained to him that I wanted the balloons to float and that I had my matching string sitting out waiting for a balloon to float from it-he couldn't stop laughing.  Yes, I knew that you needed helium to make a balloon float for days but I totally thought my air would at least make the balloon float for a few hours before dropping.  Indeed that is not the case (something I would have surely remembered had I not been pregnant (ha!))  So instead of saving money, they charged me the same amount for the helium as they would have if I'd have bought the balloons there and I still have 40 balloons left.  I have been told by friends NOT to repeat this story.  I just couldn't help myself.