Pam took this snap as another day got under way in North Palm Beach. A nice way to start the week!

Tchaikovsky's "The Nutcracker" has been a Christmas-time tradition since it was first performed in 1892. The 2015 edition by Ballet Palm Beach has multiple performances this weekend, including a Saturday matinee, which we attended. The magic and the music combine with standout performances from the ballet company's dancers to enthrall the many children in the audience. The last show is set for Sunday, Nov. 29 at 2 p.m. at the Eissey Campus Theatre at Palm Beach State College. Here are more details at the Ballet Palm Beach website.

ou​Have you known one of those people?

You know, when you were in school, they were the ones who always listened,  took notes in class, raised their hands, and ALWAYS had the correct answer.

Have you ever known one of those in adult-form?

I have, and do.

Name?

Gerry.

He still pays attention to details, and always has the correct answer when I ask him a truly inane question.

Over Thanksgiving, he made a lemon meringue pie for the first time. It was perfection.

Over the last couple of weeks, he has built and launched our Website. Yes, I have a hand on it, but all the heavy-lifting is on his capable shoulders.

He wears many hats, and they (pretty much) hang properly on his head.

But, until Sabrina, a dear friend, slapped a photo into my email inbox, I had no idea (I'm late to the party, again) that we could all be wearing his name in the form of cozy athletic wear.

I did a little digging and discovered that this cold-weather garb has, sort of, been around for ages. It has been up and down and all-around, but you can visit a Gerry showroom in New York if you happen to be in the Empire State. You can buy the stuff at Amazon, Dillard's, and Macy's, if you live where you need to be warm.

All this Gerry jazz is just lovely, but there is a tiny rub.

The Gerry that hangs with the Cavi and I, pronounces his name "Gary."

We live in a warm weather state, but I may just have to order him something from the Gerry line for Christmas anyway.

Gotta jump on the Internet and begin my search for something fabulous named, Pamela, Pam, Pammie, Pammy...I never took notes in class, so I'm really not that picky about this.

--Pam

It's been "Coming Soon" for some time, and hopefully the grand opening of its North Palm location is just around the corner. Stay tuned. -- Gerry

The ocean at Juno Beach had a little more of a Thanksgiving feel this week as cooler temps swept in on the northern wind. But as is the case in our tropical setting, it doesn't hang around very long. Enjoy it while it lasts. You can always get the latest weather update here. -- Gerry

Thanksgiving is bearing down with all its might, but it seems much more like Christmas at every turn.

I have reconciled myself to all this Christmas stuff being around months and months in advance of the actual day. It is just easier to take it in stride. Besides, to me, all the glitter, tinsel, shimmer and sparkle is divine.

However, through all the decorations, music, sales promotions and general frenzy, there is a specific thing that lifts the veil on my personal "Holiday Season" time-frame.

Now, it could be something as simple as the first time I spy the Santa-emblazoned Coke can on the shelves. Alas, it is not.

It could be the first time I spy a Salvation Army bell-ringer. Close, but no.

My season officially begins very late on Thanksgiving, for that is when I begin decorating, and slide my first holiday film, A Christmas in Connecticut, from the shelves (okay, streaming), and watch. I watch it many times, but on January 1, it is returned, along with all the other classics, to the shelf (again, I bought all the Christmas movies on Amazon to stream). Watching is over, and the decorations come down.

I suppose we all have that one thing that triggers our holiday spirit into action. This film is mine. -- Pam

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Those spotlights shining brightly Monday night outside Cabo Flats in Jupiter were aimed at the newest member of the Rolls Royce family of automobiles, the Dawn. BMW was throwing a party to show off the new, gleaming white convertible in all its hand-made glory.

Invited guests enjoyed fine Cabo appetizers -- such as empanadas, Mexican street corn and seafood ceviche -- before getting up close and personal with the Dawn, the fourth and some would say the sexiest Rolls to date.

Pamela Scheel, Rolls Royce marketing specialist, was on hand to provide more details. "The three leading markets for Rolls are California, New York and Florida," Ms. Scheel said. Braman Motorcars has a Rolls dealership in West Palm.

To say each car is hand-crafted to exacting detail at the Goodwood, England plant is an understatement. For example, Ms. Scheel said the wood used for each vehicle (they only produce 5,000 a year) is cataloged and retained in a controlled environment, should an owner ever need to replace the original. Entry to the room is only in a hazmat suit.

The Dawn's 600 horsepower will get you anywhere you want to go in ultimate luxury. And they have thought of everything. The driver side door boasts a button that when pressed releases an umbrella, housed in a special drainage unit to prevent mildew. James Bond, eat your heart out.

And what does all that luxury costs? The final price is yet to be determined, but expect it to range into the high 300s, as in thousands. Even so, the 2016 model year is already sold out, and 2017 is filling up fast.

Which remind me: Did I buy my lottery ticket this week?

More about Rolls-Royce at the Braman website.