Table Topic Tuesday. 7/2.

Happy Tuesday to you. It’s Table Topic Tuesday Time!

Drumroll…..

This question seems so simple, right? But it just leads to more questions. What kind of boat? I own it, but do I share it? Naming a boat is almost as serious as naming a child. It has to fit.

This boat has a magical name, eh? A girl can dream. (Disney Digression #1)

And if I owned this boat, I’d call it “Happy Place”.

I snapped this shot from the now-closed Pier in St. Pete. You get in a boat like this to recharge or kumbaya with nature. So something like “The Battery” or “Truce” feels right.

But, if we ever get a boat, it will be one like this—an unassuming kayak that we can paddle through the shallow channels of old Florida.

Tuck piloted this buddy at our friend’s “River House.” The River House is made for reconnecting, slowing down and catching up.

There’s something arresting about being in a kayak. Floating close enough to touch the current is a quiet thrill. When you’re immersed in creation like that, time pauses. Life feels easy. It’s like an unhurried conversation with a dear old friend.

If when we get a boat like this, I’ll name it “Chum”.

To be fair to my fam, with whom I would be sharing said boat, I asked Tucker, Case and Jeff what they’d name our craft. They answered “The Pearl of Revenge,” “The Lion King Boat,” and “The Mindalynn” respectively.

And, of course, my expert panel weighed in, too.

Lindsay says:

If I ever owned a boat {let’s hope for the sake of the high seas that I never own a boat}, I would name it either FAST FEET or A RUNNAROUNDD LIFE. I can’t decide. I think “A Runnaroundd Life” is fun because it’s my blog’s name, and “Fast Feet” embodies the runner and biker in me. 

Lynda says:

I love boats. And when I say I love boats, I mean that I love going out on other people’s boats. Because really, who has time to keep up with the maintenance and troubles and overall responsibility of a boat? I can barely do that with my car. 

I don’t love high-speed water activities. And that includes jet skiing, water skiing, tubing, wake boarding, and all the other crazy antics people get up to on the water. Don’t they know hitting the water at 30mph is like hitting concrete? I just imagine broken arms, legs, and busted chins. No thanks. 

Obviously, I am not what one would consider “adventurous,” so if I had a boat – and that’s a very big if because I’d prefer to just keep mooching off of existing boat owners – I’d name it “The Big Chill.” That pretty much sums up my ideal afternoon on a boat – drifting up a river or circling a lake enjoying the sun, the breeze, and most importantly an icy-cold beverage. None of that would be possible in a boat named “Cheetah” or “Viper” or “Turbo” because your hair would be a mess, you couldn’t keep your drink from spilling, and you’d be gritting your teeth and hoping you don’t get thrown out. At least that’s how my logic works.

So if you see me puttering along in an old pontoon boat named “The Big Chill,” drop an anchor, cast a line, and float awhile. There’s guaranteed to be good tunes, plenty of laughs, and coolers full of icy-cold beverages – koozies provided.

Okay. You’re up! What would you name your boat?