About
I was nicknamed Mustard Stains because I tend to spill condiments all over myself. I often end up with mustard, ketchup, those terrible little lettuce shreds, all over myself. My then-boyfriend Mike starting calling me "Mustard Stains Leete" soon after we met and then I married him so now I'm "Mustard Stains Barrell." I call him Carol Barrell, only because it rhymes. Seemed like a perfectly gross name for a blog.
For a time, I had breast cancer. Young, at age 30. I kept a running list of what I went through and how I coped, and anyone stumbling across this site for that purpose, feel free to peruse here and I wish you health and happiness and to get through to the other side. There's not a day I don't think about it, and there's a not a day that passes where I don't appreciate how blessed I am for being alive.
I wrote a book, too, in the midst of it all...it's here. (Not a cancer book, but a horror/thriller book. In my opinion, those fall under the same genre!)
For a time, I had breast cancer. Young, at age 30. I kept a running list of what I went through and how I coped, and anyone stumbling across this site for that purpose, feel free to peruse here and I wish you health and happiness and to get through to the other side. There's not a day I don't think about it, and there's a not a day that passes where I don't appreciate how blessed I am for being alive.
I wrote a book, too, in the midst of it all...it's here. (Not a cancer book, but a horror/thriller book. In my opinion, those fall under the same genre!)
