Welcome to No, Seriously... I'm Jen Logan. These are my adventures, experiences and opinions. If you are new to the site and can't decide if you want to send me gifts because you think I am so awesome, or send my husband an escape plan because you feel so bad for him - I recommend a few stories to get to know me.
I listen to great music! I also remember pretty much every life event I have had by what music was streaming in my head at the time.
I screw things up a lot! I'm okay with this. The more you screw things up, the less people ask you to do. The things I am good at, I'm pretty damn good at.
My husband is a saint! He truly is. He has stuck it out with me for almost thirteen years now.
Being a parent is the greatest gift in the World! It is also the messiest and scariest gift I have ever received.
Suburban Home
About two years ago we decided it was time to move. It was shortly after the boy who lives next door punched my daughter in the stomach and scratched her arm while "playing" outside and then lied when confronted about it. Since that time, we have been looking at...
Punk Rock Saves Lives
Multiple day music festivals are more common than crop tops on pre-teens these days, but when I was a young music fan, there was no such thing. The first time I went to a show with more than three bands and one stage was Lollapalooza in 1991. My memories are limited,...
Brody (The Young Crazed Peeling)
My cat died this week and I'm fairly certain there is a hole in my heart that will never be healed. I think I had forgotten how much you could love an animal until he came into my life. Maybe it's because I had been wanting a kitten for five years before my husband...
Rebel Girl’s Daughter
I woke up sobbing this morning like a little girl. It took me a minute to wake up and realize that I was a little girl and I was crying because I was talking to myself. It's something I tell clients to do a lot when we are talking about trauma they went through as a...
Face To Face
Way back in November 2022, I won an overnight stay at a waterpark and promptly forgot about it because it was Christmas. When I found the envelope again I remembered that I had just assumed that it would be a trip for me, my husband, my kid and my parents because it...
Punk Rock Jock
I promised my Dad I wouldn't write about him anymore. But here's the thing - he is the star of most of my life stories, and I'm a liar. He can't even really be mad because he's the one who taught me to lie. He taught me to tell a good story, and sometimes that means...
Beat My Head Against the Wall
My last computer was a Dell and it lasted me almost 10 years. Recently, my husband decided he was sick of hearing me whine about how bulky it was and how my camera was fuzzy, so he bought me a brand spanking new HP. It lasted not quite five months. Last month, the...
Kool Thing
Last month, I showed my daughter a new skirt I bought and she told me I looked like a homeless person. It wouldn't have been so bad except she was kind of accurate. It's an army green skirt made of nylon with draw strings. It does kind of resemble a Hefty bag. Now I...
I Want Candy
I have a serious sweet tooth. Anyone who knows me, knows I cannot pass up anything sprinkled, drizzled or dipped. I also am known for doing everything a little bigger than necessary. I earned the nickname "double scoop" when my entire family went out for ice cream and...
School of Punk
My mom took my kid shopping a month ago and tried to buy her a Bob Marley sweatshirt. My daughter thought about it for a second and said she couldn't wear it since she couldn't name three Bob Marley songs. Some parents have rules about playing with matches and screen...
Punk Rock Kitty Cat
Our not-so-little furball is two years old today. We actually are not sure about his real birthday since he was a rescue, but the vet picked early August as an approximate time and he was given this day to celebrate. I bought him a new harness and longer tether so he...
Running Up That Hill
My daughter started watching Stranger Things last month and has become completely obsessed with it. I can't say I'm mad about this, as I usually get pretty stoked about her liking the same things I do. The scary part, however, is realizing that she is closer to being...
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