I missed the supermoon but here's a preview from a few weeks ago.
I woke up yesterday with the worst intestinal bug I have had in many years (I'm thinking, not at all fondly, of a norovirus outbreak on a cruise ship in St Petersburg). I'm better, in that I'm no longer puking every fifteen minutes but I still have no appetite and have to force myself to eat soup or a few spoonfuls of yogurt. It's difficult to imagine that I will ever desire food again.
The fact that TV stations are full of commercials featuring big fat raw turkeys doesn't help.