LOL! It's funny--years ago (like 40 years) I worked as a waiter in the Catskills--the famous Borscht Belt. A Joke I heard many times from many comedians was similar:
One Jewish mother is talking to another. In response to "How's everything?" she replies:
"I have some tsuris and some naches." (That translates, roughly, into "troubles" and "blessings," respectively. The "ch" in "naches" is like the "ch" in "Bach.")
"So what's the tsuris?"
"My son is a homosexual."
"Oy, veh! Then what's the naches?"
"He's dating a DOCTOR!"
[badumbum!]
:-D )))