Cuddle Time

The name of the blog is Confessions of a Dumb, White Guy.
And it's been a while since I confessed.
Here it goes: I slept with two dudes the night before I got married. 
Boy, it feels really good to get that off my chest.
I would love to see the looks on your faces or hear the words that you might have uttered after reading my confession. 
First off, Mrs. Shife is fully aware. 
Secondly, it is a whole lot more innocent than it sounds. 
So buckle up, blogging friends, it's storytime.

I spent my last night of being single at the University Inn in Moscow, Idaho
Moscow is home to the University of Idaho.
It's where I went to college and it's also where I met the lovely Mrs. Shife. 
Mrs. Shife also grew up in the area so it seemed like a good place to get married and start our life together.
I went out with some of my buddies the night before the big day to one of our favorite bars. 
I called it a night fairly early as I had a lot going on the next day. 
I made my way back to my hotel room and hit the sack. 
It's important that I emphasize that it was "my" hotel room.
Just me, myself, and I. 
At least that is what I thought until I woke up. 


Cuddled next to me were two dudes. 
I did jump out of the bed like Steve Martin in "Planes, Trains, and Automobiles" but it was more of a WTF moment instead of those aren't pillows exclamation.


It's a little unnerving when you wake up in the morning thinking you are alone and you are in a cuddle sandwich with two dudes.
Fortunately, I did recognize the two dudes, which was a relief, as I was pretty positive I didn't order "two dudes" from the room service menu.
The two dudes were my buddies that I went out with earlier in the evening.
But I was awfully curious how they ended up in my room. 
I was the only one with a key. 
It turns out hotel security isn't very reliable at 2 in the morning.
As my buddies stumbled into the hotel lobby from the bar, one of them pretended to be me and said that he forgot his room key.
And that was enough.
I am still convinced the alcohol fumes coming off of them temporarily hypnotized the hotel employee and they were able to get what they wanted. 
More like Jack Sparrow than Obi-Wan Kenobi and his Jedi mind trick.


And that is how I slept with two dudes the night before I was married. 
Pretty exciting, huh? 
I highly recommend it as it seems to have been a good omen for us as we are coming up on our 16th wedding anniversary next month. 


Thanks for stopping by and I will talk to you soon. 


I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream. 


"To err on the side of passion is human and right and the only way I'll live."Pat Tillman, 11/6/76 - 4/22/04 #GoneButNotForgetten

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  1. Those are some crafty drunk dudes. And hey, they didn't wake you up and let you get some rest before your big day!

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    1. I should have mentioned that with my deaf ear and being relaxed from a few barley pops that I can sleep through anything.

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  2. That was great! I'm curious how those two dudes climbed into bed with you and you didn't even notice?

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    1. I sleep with my deaf ear up, kden, so I can sleep through almost anything. And I had a few beers so I was probably less tense than usual.

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  3. idaho, huh. interesting.
    "TP&A" is one of my fave all-time movies.
    and knowing that you're a str8 dude, I figured it was all an innocent story.
    16 years is a long time; my 28th is in october.

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    1. Yep, Idaho. Since 1985. 35 years. Congrats on your anniversary.

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  4. I’m confused? They didn’t want to pay for their own room? Or they thought it was funny? Regardless, happy anniversary!

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    1. I could have done a better job with this story, bijoux. They had places to stay but my hotel room was a closer walk from the bar.

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  5. In all of the years I've known you online, that is not a story I've heard. This is why you need to write a second book.

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  6. chortle!
    Happy 16!
    xoxo :-)

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  7. What a hoot! I can truly say I have never slept with two men. :-)

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  8. Well I can truly say I have never slept with two men. :-) Great story!

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  9. That had to be a shock!

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    1. It wasn't what I was expecting when I opened my eyes, Bonnie.

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  10. Sadly,...'G' rated.

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  11. Well done, sixteen years. Another go round and you may be childless. Or babysitting the next generation.

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    1. Thanks, Joanne. Or pushing up daisies. =) I am always the optimist.

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  12. Haha. I love John Candy, but could well imagine that one John Candy equals two dudes in your hotel bed. What a way to greet the day!

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    1. John Candy as Uncle Buck is still one of my faves.

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  13. I read a lot of blogs. Sometimes I read one and say to myself, "Self, here's another one of those situations where you are living vicariously through this blogger."

    This was not one of those occasions.

    :::snort:::

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  14. What an interesting beginning, but congratulations on your 16 years of marriage (I was thinking that you had two dogs or cats who were going to have to learn to live with a new sleeping arrangement.)

    www.thepulpitandthepen.com

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  15. yes, it was exciting...and shock.

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  16. I have a better wedding story. I was supposed to get married on a sunday..my old flame kidnapped me and locked me in his bedroom til Monday. I have to admit I quit struggling after about 10 minutes..

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