Tailor Maid Cleaning

04/20/2025

Happy Easter to all our clients and followers!

03/05/2025

Check out the sparkle in the house!
Best of all, no harsh chemicals and you can count on one hand 🤚 the number of ingredients in these cleaners.

03/01/2025

As many of you are aware, we make the majority of our cleaning products from NATURAL, non-toxic ingredients.

With the rising cost of everything, would you be interested in purchasing our locally made, safe, economical cleaning products?

02/27/2025

We've had a spot open up for an in-town clean! Help us spread the word please.

11/05/2024

Limited openings available for biweekly or monthly cleaning.

10/11/2024

Let us make your life easier and take housework off your to-do list!
We’re experienced, professional, licensed and committed to our clients.

There are few things more satisfying than a clean house. No time? Let me help! You get the clean house without using your time or energy.

04/09/2023

Wishing everyone a Blessed Easter.

01/01/2023

May 2023 bring everyone joy, peace and good health. Thank you for your continued support and I look forward to serving my clients in the upcoming year.

12/25/2022

Wishing all of my amazing clients who’ve supported me over the last few years the Merriest of Christmases.

11/06/2021

On outstretched wings Pink caught an updraft off of the sea and performed his best take off. Estelle’s eyes opened a crack to see sun, sea and little else. Hoping Pink had some homing instinct, Estelle relaxed into the flight, enjoying the scenery as a passenger. Her thoughts drifted to Murgatroyd as she wondered if she would ever see him again. To the best of her reckoning, Pink appeared to be winging for his pond. Since conversation was impossible, she thought of home, her clients and friends and with renewed vigor inspired by a bit of sparkle, excitement mounted at the idea of returning to her normal life of flitting in and out of homes, fluffing and floofing with frivolity. Happy thoughts!
At day’s end the scenery below took on familiarity. His pond in sight, Pink found himself happy. Like Estelle, his thoughts were of home and regular life. Adventure is fun and he had thoroughly enjoyed his new friend, but home felt good.
Fortunately for Estelle, Pink’s water landings were quite graceful and touch down was without incident. He swam to shore, quite depleted.
“Here we are, Princess. Home, Sweet Home!”
“Oh, Pink! What and adventure! I never could have done it without you. You are my forever friend and you were right all along. We are truly a team. Tonight I think I shall sleep like a baby.”
“Tuck yourself under my wing, little Saffron. You’ll be warm and safe. I hate what the morning will bring because I am going to miss you when you’re gone. I think I would rather spend the rest of my life having adventures with you.”
“Me too, but you know that’s not real life for us. For me, there are houses to clean and you have fish to catch. Good night, my friend,” Estelle said as exhaustion overtook them both.
In peaceful slumber, Estelle dreamt of her cottage, a cozy fire and was comforted. Always an early riser, she pulled herself out of the warmth of Pink’s plumage and watched the sunrise. Fi*****ng the sparkle amulet she offered up a prayer of thanksgiving.
Pink roused himself, stretched his wings and made his way to the water’s edge. “Top of the morning, Saffron! Hope you like sushi!” with which he set off in search of breakfast.
“Ugh!” was the only word that came to mind for Estelle as she set about building a fire. Raw fish was not on her menu for breakfast.
Breakfast finished, hers cooked to perfection, Pink’s raw, she prepared for the hardest goodbye. Sprinkling some sparkle on her electric broom, it roared to life. She left it idle as she approached Pink, wrapping her arms around his neck and laying her cheek along his with a huge lump in her throat. Refusing to say goodbye Estelle managed a weak, “Until we meet again, my sweet and wonderful friend.”
Climbing astride her electric broom, she flew off, not daring to look back. She never did hear Pink’s tear filled, “Goodbye, Princess.”

THE END

10/30/2021

Tumbling downward, desperately grabbing for a leaf or stem, Estelle grew disoriented. She tried her wings, but nothing. How could so many thoughts race through her mind so quickly? Her pursuers forgotten, Estelle became conscious of her tightly clenched hand. She still had her sparkle!
No sooner had this realization hit then she was swallowed by darkness and the landing didn’t hurt. Am I dead she wondered? Regaining her bearings, she felt around with her free hand. She knew she had been here before and the smell, or more precisely, the stench, were familiar and foul. At that moment light flooded her cage as Pink opened his bill. Of course she’d been here before. It was at the very beginning. Seemingly, life had come full circle!
Pink had saved her though how she did not know. Clamoring up she hoisted herself over the edge of his beak. Pink had proven to be a bit troublesome at times and definitely a pain in her neck, but right now his pink plumage and ungainly figure were the most beautiful thing Estelle had ever seen.
“Pink. How? You saved my life,” she exclaimed.
“I’ve tried to tell you that we are a team. I’ve got your back. You really need to become more of a team player, my little diva.”
“But how?”
“You lead a merry dance, flying off like you did. I couldn’t keep up through this overgrown jungle, so I flew when I could and walked, which by the way, is highly overrated. I couldn’t make out what was happening up there and was trying to figure out my next move when I spied an iridescent flash coming in fast so, I opened wide for the catch. I knew my tongue would cushion the landing,” Pink explained. “Now what say we blow this popsicle stand before the bird and bees find you. It seems you have something they want.”
“Oh, Pink. You’re my hero! I’ve got it. I’ve got my sparkle. The bees were guarding it like their queen.”
“Back in the bill, Princess. Outta sight, outta mind.”
With uncharacteristic obedience, Estelle complied. Her only thought was escape and a long, hot bath to ride herself of the stench. After a seeming eternity in the bowels of Pink’s bill the sky again came into view. Estelle climbed out to see nothing but cliff and water. “You’ve got to be kidding, Pink.”
“Nope. We step off this ledge and I figure I should be able to find my wings before we hit those boulders below. Climb up on back and prepare for take-off. This is your captain speaking. In case of emergency you will find emergency exits to your left or right. You’re on your own figuring out a floatation device in the event of a watery crash.”
“Wait. First I have to fasten this amulet to my chain and as a precaution I think I’ll use a little sparkle on both of us.” Doing so, she found purchase on Pink’s back, squeezed tight her eyes and the last thing she heard was, ‘Mmmm. Mmmm. I do loves me some sparkle!’ as she found herself in her second free fall of the day!

10/23/2021

With a high induced by fairy sparkle, Pink staggered up and began preening his bent pink plumage. “So, my little feisty Saffron Princess, I don’t suppose you got a bead on the legendary sunflower?”
“As a matter of fact, I did. It’s not far as the fairy flies, but I think you’d better rest here while I finish my mission,” Estelle answered.
“No way, Princess. We’re a team.”
“It’s too dense for you to fly. As it is, I have no clue how we’ll get you off of this island. You do seem to lack a vertical take-off.”
“Relax. I’m feeling fine now and it will be fine. I’m going to keep you around just for the sparkle!”
“I’ll go. Stay here please. I’ll be careful. I promise,” she answered and was gone. Pixie size has its advantages when it comes to flying through thick growth. Finding the sunflower without difficulty she flew upward. Part way through her ascent, the last of her sparkle ran out. Landing lightly on a huge leaf, she rested a moment. What a time to run out of gas, she thought!
Putting her derringer into her miniscule cleavage and her dagger between her teeth she prepared to climb. Murgatroyd had warned of perils and she wanted to be prepared, armed to the teeth, so to speak!
Climbing was arduous. Using the dagger, sinking it to the hilt in the thick stock between the leaves to assist the climb, she swore she could hear the plant groan with each impaling. Sweat dripping, in a most unladylike fashion, she worked her way up and up. Not knowing how high this giant had grown, she pulled and heaved herself toward the sun, occasionally resting on leaves to catch her breath. “I really have to start working out,” she said to no one in particular. At last she could see the sky and beheld the most spectacular sunflower of all time. Over the sound of her labored breathing she heard an overwhelming drone of insects, bees to be specific. Thousands and thousands of them were swarming the sunflower head.
Neither the derringer nor the dagger could protect her from this problem. As she sat and pondered, the sun glinted off of something shiny. The sparkle. Dead center and protected by a multitude of bees. “So close, yet so far away,” she said aloud as she fingered the amulet around her neck like a good luck charm. It was then that she noticed just a couple of flecks clinging to the bottom of the vial. With determination fueled by desperation she thumped and blew and prayed the miniscule bit would dislodge. The moment it did and found its mark, a burst of sunflowers sprang from the plant, catching the attention of the swarm. As they deserted their post, Estelle moved stealthily, hoping to not attract the attention of the guardians of the sparkle. No sooner had her hand touched the full amulet than the wind of wings pushed her off balance. Forgetting the bees, she turned on her assailant, a territorial hummingbird.
Pulling the dagger from her teeth she faced off for battle. Her other hand found purchase on the amulet. Lining up for another pass, the hummingbird moved in, intent on piercing Estelle through. Without taking her eyes off of the bird she reefed on the amulet. The suddenness of its release set Estelle off balance and she went into a free fall.
Crashing through the foliage, bees and bird in pursuit, she hoped gravity would bring her down faster than her pursuers could fly.