Of course that's why I said that. It's the First Rule of Women, as established by my friend Jack and I almost 25 years ago: If her name is Jen, Jenny, Jennifer, or any variant thereof, she's automatically batshit crazy. I tentatively included my own cousin in that equation at the time, not wanting to be mean to family, but she's since proven me correct half a dozen times over. I deal with her husband almost daily at work and I've told him, "Fuck you, I'm adopted!" more times than I can count when he tries the ol' "She's your family!" comment.
My guess is that Barracuda Jen in your news story makes no mention of her husband/boyfriend because she's already killed him. Her son's father? Probably a random one-nighter she carved up and ate.