2002 Christmas Letter

Welcome back to the continuing saga of the Soupiset family.

January - When we last left the Soupiset family they were spending the tail end of 2001 living in a Residence Inn hotel suite because their home was being “repaired” by a “plumber” because of some “problems” that had arisen. The whole process was basically the housing equivalent of Chinese Water Torture. By mid January, the Soupisets were living back on Chevy Chase Drive with renewed resolve to put their Incredible Shrinking House on the market.

February - Paul and Amy began house-hunting while work on the house continued. Toolbox won big at the local, regional and national ADDY awards this year, and the local shindig saw a nervous, tuxedoed Paul reading from a teleprompter for the first time. Paul and friends also saw Bob Dylan in Austin.

March - As if Thanksgiving and Christmas of 2001 weren’t enough, we ended up having to spend yet one more week in the hotel as the “builders” finished “working” on our “bathroom.”

April - Put our house on the market.

May - Spent the entire month of May cleaning house, it seems.

June - We spent many hours preparing for Vacation Bible School. Within the period of one week we participated in VBS, sold our house, bought our new house and left for a weeks’ vacation. Please make note of our new address: 127 Irvington Dr. Everything else is the same. (zip code and telephone number) We actually only moved 4 blocks, but we are now proud owners of a second bathroom.

July rolled around just in time for a summer break and a family reunion of sorts, all rolled into one. We flew into Providence, RI, and followed green hills and winding interstates out to the Cape, where we paid a return visit to Hunter’s Pine Acres – an idyllic getaway hidden somewhere along Barn Hill Road on the edge of Chatham. There, saltbox cottages are arranged along a pine-needle-strewn drive; each house is quaintly named: “Bluebird,” “Sea Shell,” “Jack & Jill.”

The extended Syler/Hall clan was on hand to enjoy the July 4th week and to witness the re-launch of Tom Hall’s 18-foot, 1964 Grady White Hatteras Weekender, a wooden boat that Sue and Tom had spent years restoring. The first day we were in Chatham, Jordan learned to ride a two-wheeler. Later the entire family took a bike excursion along a trails-for-rails path near the adjacent town of Orleans. Jordan cycled all ten miles after having learned two days prior. Highlights of the trip included seal watching, Paul’s requisite sand-castling, and Amy catching a foul ball at the Chatham A’s baseball game.

August was sketched in lazy brushstrokes; Amy and the kids spent a week tanning, wading, swimming and jet-skiing at Horseshoe Bay with close friend Amy Thomas and her kids. Paul and Martin Thomas joined the gang for a long weekend and perfected Martin’s now-famous salsa recipe.

September marked the loss of summer’s leisure. Jordan began first grade at Woodridge Elementary, Abigail embarked on her preschool adventures at Alamo Heights Methodist, and Kate even went to Mothers’ Day Out once in a while to give Mama a break. Amy started her eighth year in Bible Study Fellowship – she’s teaching three-year-olds – and Abi started her fourth year of BSF.
Paul, Jordan, Abigail and about half of the Toolboxers took a long weekend camping trek to the sublime Dolan Falls Ranch Preserve, owned by The Texas Nature Conservancy. The small group of creatives were invited as special guests of the Conservancy after designing several pro bono pieces for their preservation efforts. Dolan Falls is situated along the rock-faced uplands of the Devils River on the southwestern edge of the Edwards Plateau. It plays home to endangered birds and sits at the intersection of three diverse ecosystems.
Meanwhile Amy and Kate motored east to Louisiana where she spent time catching up with Jena Smith, a bridesmaid and dear friend from her Baylor years.

October brought a visiting brother (Syler and fam in from Chicago), a and three goals (Jordan began soccer this year). We also embarked upon uncharted territory: we began hosting a Home Group at our house; five couples meet at our home each Wednesday for prayer, support, lively discussion and fostering deepening relationships. This also meant it was time to leave the safe nest of our old, cherished Home Group that had become home to us. Paul still makes time to meet with the men of the old group weekly, including the mentorship of Bill Mitchell and some close friends.

November.
A father-daughter campout at Hackberry Ranch. You should see Abigail commandeer a four-wheeler. The selfsame four-year-old naturalist played the role of an Indian Princess for a school program; just days after Jordan crossed the Atlantic in a cardboard Mayflower and feasted with the Wampanoag people at Plymouth (and created his first Thanksgiving-themed multimedia presentation on a PC).

Mark and Robin Soupiset gave birth to Hailey Soupiset, a cute little munchkin that we can’t wait to get to know better.
As the weather cooled off, we loaded up the family and headed to Las Vegas to visit Amy’s dad and step-mom for Thanksgiving. Syler, Heidi and their kids converged upon the scene and we put to test the theory that it is possible to do nothing for five days straight. We had almost succeeded when Paul managed to swing a sharp, heavy object into his eyebrow and spend three hours in an E.R.

December signaled the close of another year. Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, Christmas celebrations in San Antonio, a getaway for two down at the Westin Hotel, Alamobowl, and writing our annual Christmas letter...

that's all for this year.

May you have peace, joy and faith for the New Year.

Paul, Amy & The kids.
127 Irvington
San Antonio, TX 78209
paul@toolbox.net
mamasoup@prodigy.net
210-829-1539

 

 

 

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