Meet Roxanne Walker…The South Carolina Broadcasters Association named Roxanne Radio Personality of the Year in 2002. She has been honored for her political opinion commentary by the Greenville Chapter of Women in Communications.
Roxanne resides in Taylors, SC with her husband Alan and the best dog in the world Allie.
Wasting away in Columbia, SC
The level of dysfunction and inaction in South Carolina’s state legislature was clearly on view last week in published articles detailing the end of the general session. Lawmakers failed to pass a budget or fund 4-year old kindergarten, new school buses and raises for state employees. Instead they passed a bunch of stupid meaningless measures that are superfluousness at best. The kind of crap you do to make people think you are working, when you are clearly just dicking around. T
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Free Therapy
I just had a wonderful lunch with two of my good old girlfriends. We laughed so hard I physically hurt afterward. We reminisced about some old enemies and dished about those freaking Kardashian witches. I don’t know what I would do without my girlfriends. I just read a celebrity that confessed that she didn’t have any good girlfriends and I was astounded and saddened by that.
I find friends to be guide posts along the path of my life and my career. It’s comforting to talk about how fat you’re feeling and how frustrating men/husbands are at times. It’s like therapy with food included. There’s no substitute for venting with friends that’s legal.
So Vicki and Robyn, thanks for the free therapy, love you!
What a difference a day makes
Death has a way of changing your perspective. I learned this last week, after attending the funeral of a neighbor, the 18 year old graduating senior was killed in a car crash. My son had once been hired to babysit for the young man and his older brother. His death was tragic, sudden and heart breaking for every parent who’s ever handed over the car keys to their child and laid awake until they heard their key in the door. Sitting in the pew at the funeral service beside my son, I felt the pain and grief of everyone in that church wash over me like a river.
The next evening driving home from a meeting, I came upon the scene of an accident my son had been involved in, his car was totaled but no one was hurt. He didn’t have full coverage but he’s alive. I didn’t even care about the car, just relieved he was okay. What a difference a day makes in my attitude and my perspective.