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.
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...
Catholic School Girls Rule
My daughter has been out of school for a few weeks now and I am already thinking back to the good old days when I learned all kinds of interesting things in…
Stay Together For the Kids
Theme parks really bring out the worst in people. Half the people are wandering around clueless and lost and the other half are running you over to get to the front of the line. For those of us in the middle of these two groups, it's a bit of a war zone. We spent...
Too Cool for School
I just went to parent/teacher conferences and was reminded just how much my kid and I are alike. She has been talking for weeks about her Latin teacher and how cool he is. When I met him, I couldn't help but notice he was a lot like her dad, both in looks and sense of...
Rebel Girl
My child has taken up roller skating. This is an unexpected turn of events since she went to a roller skating party once in the second grade and hated every second of it. She had not tried it again until a few weeks ago when a friend asked her to go skating....
US Out of My Uterus
I get some weird junk mail and spam mail. A few years ago I received a handwritten letter by someone I had no recollection of that claimed to have been a classmate in high school. Since I also have a limited recollection of my high school days, I took her word for it...
Happy Holidays, You Bastard
I don't know if I mentioned this before, but my family does everything a little over the top. We are an all or nothing kind of family which means I don't sleep from Halloween until about January 3. My husband literally packs up the hand painted trunk or treat...
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