The Rockwood Files

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 […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 October is about restraint. It’s about resisting the urge to buy those giant bags of candy until the day before trick-or-treaters show up to collect it. […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Dear Ragweed, So you’re back. Again. Back to bully me and 50 million other people all over the world. I’m familiar with your plan of attack […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 I had lime Jello for breakfast today. Guess what I’m having for lunch? Lime Jello. And dinner? You guessed it. Lime Jello is on repeat today […]