The Rockwood Files

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Dear Santa, I’m nearly exhausted this time of year so I can only imagine how worn out you must be as you gear up for your […]

It started with a limp. What we’d hoped was just a muscle sprain in the dog’s hind leg lingered for two months, landing us in the office of a veterinary orthopedic surgeon for x-rays. Those […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 One of the things my dad taught me about the working world is that it’s always good to have “multiple revenue streams.” That way, if one […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 I’m not a Black Friday shopper. I’m a Black Friday sleeper. While the stores see black on the bottom line, the only black I see is […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 More than 20 years ago, Tom gave me a gift certificate for an hour-long massage as an anniversary gift. I’d never had a professional massage before. […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 On my desk, there are three essential things – my laptop, a computer mouse, and a no-frills, lined pad of paper. Without the computer and mouse, […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 There should probably be a warning on this column because it’s graphic, and if your stomach is as weak as mine, perhaps you should turn back […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 It finally happened. After a stifling summer in the broiler, fall temperatures dipped to a crisp, cool 58 degrees. And that meant it was time for […]