Welcome to No, Seriously...
Hi. I'm Jen Logan. I'm a punk rock mom and wife of a seriously skilled creative man, who we should probably call St. John. I am a mental health therapist and CPA and I used to own a record label. I have had a few careers, and worn a lot of hats in my life. I have been married for almost 21 years now, and my daughter is about to turn 14. She doesn't like me to talk about her much because she hates to be in the spotlight which is kind of weird for a kid who is on stage all the time between theater and her rock band. I am really close with my parents, probably to a point of co-dependency, but that's okay. I love them. They are the two people who told me I could be anything I wanted to be and encouraged me to take chances.
The one thing that has been a constant in my life is punk rock music. I can tell you what I was listening to at most points in my life. I know exactly where I was and what I was doing when I learned that Kurt Cobain died and I remember when a girl was struck by lightening at the Tibetan Freedom Concert in DC. It isn't a wonder I married a musician and hear music in my house consistently.
I like to tell stories about my childhood, and my family, and the weird encounters I have in the world. These are mostly just my thoughts written down in a place my kid can one day discover and learn a little more about me. Did I mention I have a pretty high opinion of myself?
She
Today is my daughter's 14th birthday, and I woke up this morning thinking about the day she was born. I think of that day pretty often actually, because it was one of the best days of my life. I was surrounded by a lot of love on that day. I proceeded to follow my...
Bottle Blond
I have to take a minute to brag about the bravest girl I know. My daughter, Riley was diagnosed with Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS) in the fall of 2023 after months of experiencing symptoms. We took her to the pediatrician after she told us she had...
‘Merican
I had the most amusing conversation with a man in the parking lot of a strip mall last week. I was walking out of Michael's carrying a bag of crafts I probably don't need and a black and white checkered pot when a man approached me in the parking lot with his hands...
Epiphany
I'm beginning to think some character traits skip a generation. My grandmother used to make up words for things and I do that pretty frequently. Although she used words like "crunkles" to describe crumbs on her clothes and I tend to say things like "son of a...
State of the Union
This has been a hard week. Since the inauguration on Monday the majority of my therapy clients have been struggling with increased depression and anxiety, afraid for their future and the future of our country. Although working in mental health has been the most...
In My Eyes
When we moved into our house a year ago, we had about triple the wall space to decorate as our last house. My husband has been slowly filling the walls with his artwork. We had a handful of his pieces at our old house, but his last job kept him so overworked, he had...
Cats Are Assholes
Seriously, cats are pushy, demanding, stubborn little jerks. My two baby boys have been getting mani-pedis since the time they moved in with us and all of a sudden they have decided they want nothing to do with the vet or the vet techs. A few months ago when they went...
Touch Me I’m Sick
The medical industry needs some work. I spent two years in pain and thousands upon thousands of dollars while doctors shrugged their shoulders and passed me off to the next doctor before a test for an unrelated issue revealed two boulders in my kidneys. I had cameras...
Danger Kitty
I'm pretty sure my youngest cat is trying to off himself. Although I have to wonder if cats possess the cognitive ability to have suicidal ideation, the drama queen in me says I need to immediately search for a kitten therapist. I think he might low-key hate himself...
Pump Up the Volume
My family doesn't eat fast food often. We eat it so infrequently that when I do drive through a drive-thru I become paralyzed with confusion. My family finds this hilarious, and therefore, try to send me out for burgers and fries as often as possible.A few weeks ago...
Better Things
It's been a year. We've had a little good, a little bad, and everything in between. It's been a year of change overall. Our address changed, my husband's job changed, my daughter's health changed, and even the pets in our home changed. We started new traditions,...
I’m Not a Loser
I love when you walk into a space and find your people. I do it a lot at punk shows, church basements and a little book store that sells mental health books. My kid did it last night at a restaurant in town. We sat down at our table and our waitress immediately asked...
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