Blonde Moment

Well, here's my blonde moment of the day...

As I was on my way out the door to teach piano lessons today, I go to start my car and the battery is dead. This has been happening recently. *Note to self: might wanna get this checked out. Anyways, with not much time to spare I frantically call Kyle to see if he was close enough to come help me start my car. Now, I've jump started my car a few times, but I always seem to panic right before I have to do it. Kyle was on a different base today so he couldn't make the 5 minute trip home to help me out. This is how my conversation on the phone with Kyle went:

*The conversation is not word for word, but you get the gist of it.*

Joy: "Hey Kyle, my car is dead, where are you?"
Kyle: "I'm on Hansen, sorry I can't come."
Joy: "Oh, Okay."
Kyle: "Well, go see if a neighbor is home; you have the jumper cables in your car."
Joy: "Okay, I'll go check if anyone is home. But it's raining and I don't want to blow myself up with the jumper cables."
Kyle: "You won't blow up."
Joy: "Well, before I go, just to make sure I'm doing this right, which car do I start first before putting on the cables??"
****LONG PAUSE****
Kyle: "Well, considering YOUR car is DEAD, I would probably try the other car first..."

Then we both proceeded to laugh really hard for the next 10 seconds or so. Can I blame this blonde moment on the fact that I'm pregnant and the baby is sucking my brain cells? Or is that too much of a cop out?