Mornings
 

The neighbor dropped in on a friend and found her sitting
at the kitchen table, staring blankly at a half-empty cup
of coffee; her three kids squabbling loudly in the other
room.

What's wrong, Marge?" she asked.

Marge told her that she had "morning sickness".

Surprised the neighbor said, "I didn't even know you were pregnant."

"I'm not," the harried woman replied. "I'm just damn sick
of mornings."