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Caution- This week’s episode is peak Mismatched: chaotic, honest, way-too-personal, and absolutely hilarious.
We kick things off with colds, Zycam confessions, and questionable vitamin-pee science, before diving straight into the real stuff: finally cleaning our houses for the first time in months, decorating for Christmas on a snow day, and the joy of a candle that makes your whole house smell like the holidays.
Then we wander into classic Mismatched territory:
From there, buckle up—because we go deep into our childhoods of jorts-wearing dads who mowed the lawn in cutoffs, tanning-bed memberships (yes, truly), and why dermatologists are underrated heroes.
Louisville drugstore being robbed while buying tampons. Yes, cardboard tampons. Yes, a formal protest was filed.
And if you’re a male listener… we’re sorry. Truly. We lost you somewhere around the tampon debate or the “please don’t snuggle me, I’m sweating” conversation.
By the end, we covered exactly none of the topics we planned, overshared way too much, giggled through the chaos, and wrapped it all up with:
A perfectly imperfect episode — just the way we like it.
By Kristin and Danna4.8
1818 ratings
Caution- This week’s episode is peak Mismatched: chaotic, honest, way-too-personal, and absolutely hilarious.
We kick things off with colds, Zycam confessions, and questionable vitamin-pee science, before diving straight into the real stuff: finally cleaning our houses for the first time in months, decorating for Christmas on a snow day, and the joy of a candle that makes your whole house smell like the holidays.
Then we wander into classic Mismatched territory:
From there, buckle up—because we go deep into our childhoods of jorts-wearing dads who mowed the lawn in cutoffs, tanning-bed memberships (yes, truly), and why dermatologists are underrated heroes.
Louisville drugstore being robbed while buying tampons. Yes, cardboard tampons. Yes, a formal protest was filed.
And if you’re a male listener… we’re sorry. Truly. We lost you somewhere around the tampon debate or the “please don’t snuggle me, I’m sweating” conversation.
By the end, we covered exactly none of the topics we planned, overshared way too much, giggled through the chaos, and wrapped it all up with:
A perfectly imperfect episode — just the way we like it.