The Rockwood Files

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Food. I love it. I hate it. I hate how much I love it. Now that I’m staring middle-age square in the eye, food feels so […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Like most writers, I have a dance partner whose name is Procrastination. I hate his guts. What a slacker. And yet we keep on dancing. We […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 When I was a kid, one of my favorite summer outings was to a swim park called Willow Springs. It was a man-made lake full of […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 I got hit on at the gas station last week. But it didn’t boost my middle-aged, mother-of-three ego because this particular pass didn’t come from a […]

Dear smartphone, You gave me a real scare yesterday. When I took you into the Apple repair shop, I figured some teenage tech wizard would wave a wand and fix the weird glitch you’ve had […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 With less than two weeks to go before school starts again, kids have never been more interested in teachers than they are right now. They’re practically […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Dear Jack, You picked a good time to do a study abroad trip to Iceland. It’s so weird to know that one of my kids is […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Despite what you might have heard, “quiet” is not weird. It’s not abnormal. It’s not suspicious. It’s not a threat. It is a personality trait common […]