Anyone who knows me, knows, I am a Daddy's girl. I always have been, probably always will be. Growing up, I remember always being right by my Daddy's side. If he was fixing something in the house, I was right there, beside him, handing him the hammer. If he was at the lake, fishing, I was right there, beside him, learning to bait my hook. If he was in the bathroom, shaving, I was right there, wanting to "help". If he was in the back yard, grilling, I was right there, watching, learning. My Dad and I have always had a very special relationship. My Dad has been a huge influence in my life and is most of the reason I am the strong woman I am today. It was a hard road to get to where I am today and even through the rough times, my Dad never gave up on me, when many times, he probably should have. My Dad has had led a very colorful life and he has some of the best stories, ever. (If you can catch him in the mood to tell them) My Dad comes from a different time, a time when men were men and boys had to be men too. A time when one Summer would change your entire life, forever. A time that would make or break you. A time that will forever be etched into the collective consciousness of the entire world. Being in the Army as long as he was, has some lasting effects on you. He still, to this day, gets up at the crack of dawn, ready to face the day. The coffee is already measured out, to be brewed, bright & early the next morning. His clothes are laid out, the night before, so he'll be ready to go, no lollygagging around. His hair is always trimmed up, just barely above the ear. His face, is always clean shaven, even after open-heart surgery, no excuses. To say this man is disciplined, is an understatement. Being the teen daughter of an Army Sargent was not always easy. Sleeping in was NOT happening. Mom and dad would cook almost every weekend, laughing and carrying on, in the kitchen, loudly! When Dad's up, everybody's up and when Dad goes to bed, everybody goes to bed, even if it's only 8 o'clock (and he has to be at work at 6 in the morning). (How rude?!) Dating was a nightmare. Dad insisted on meeting every single person I got into a car with, girl or boy and wanted the tag number of the car and don't even think of pulling up and honking the horn, nope, wasn't happening. To say he was tough, is an understatement. He was always in my business, especially when I wanted to date "the bad boys". (He really had some nerve.) Being the adult daughter of an Army Sargent is a totally different experience, sort of. Dad is still an early riser and he's still "in my business". He wakes up at the crack of dawn to walk, on the track that's behind my house. (We live a block away from each other) He always looks over here, to check on me. I know he does, because, sometimes, I forget to take my trash can out to the street and somehow, it magically makes it to the curb, before the trash man comes, magically. Being the tough Army guy is a role he had to play for so long, I guess it just stays with you, but to see him with Micah, I know he has softened up, with age and I know, on the inside, he is just as soft and smooth, as his sweet, baby face is on the outside and to help him stay that way, I'm introducing him to the new Gillette Flexball razor. The new Gillette Flexball is more than just a razor, it's more like an engineering miracle. Built to respond to the contours of a man's face, it is designed to give your man the shave of a lifetime. Kind of like a sports car is designed to hug the road, the Flexball is designed to hug the curves of your man's face, it just doesn't have tires and costs way less. Available at your local Walmart store, for less than $12, the new Gillette Fusion with Flexball technology is definitely worth sharing with your favorite military guy.He will thank you for his #SmoothSummer face! Thanks to #CollectiveBias for another fun #shop. For more #SmoothSummer faces, check out these fun Pinterest boards, for more "pinspiration".
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