The 86th Annual Academy Awards aired Sunday night and my viewing buddy, Beth, and I were back on the couch, ready to shout our opinions to anyone who would listen. In this case, “anyone who would listen” was Beth’s son, Michael. (For the record, he was unimpressed by Lupita Nyong’o’s gown, which we thought was gorgeous. Boo, Michael! You’re one. What do you know about fashion?)

Nyong’o was easily the best dressed of the night in a pale blue Prada gown that she helped design. I’m pretty sure there isn’t a color in the crayon box that wouldn’t look fantastic with her gorgeous skin tone. My pick for worst dressed was Jim Carrey whose metallic teal blazer clearly once belonged to Bob Barker, while Beth thought Kerry Washington’s maternity gown looked like a sheet held together by a very fancy safety pin.

Host Ellen Degeneres created an atmosphere where everyone seemed to be able to relax and goof off in a setting that typically takes itself a little too seriously. She ordered pizzas from the stage and passed them around the first few rows. It was delightful.

Degeneres never busted out any of her signature dance moves, but Pharrell Williams’ infectiously upbeat performance of his nominated song, “Happy” from Despicable Me 2 more than made up for it. The performance was pure cartoon joy and had everyone, including our little buddy, Michael, dancing in their seats.

Jared Leto took home the award for Best Supporting Actor for his performance in Dallas Buyers Club and gave an acceptance speech that lasted for approximately five million years. He gave a shout out to all the protesters “watching this tonight in places like the Ukraine and Venezuela” and I rolled my eyes so hard that I hurt myself a little. Yeah, Jared, I bet they called a timeout, so that everyone could snuggle up and watch an American awards show. We get it. You’re edgy. Wash your hair; this is the Oscars.

Judy Garland’s children were cordially invited to watch Pink yell their mother’s timeless classic, “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” dressed as a giant ruby slipper. Idina Menzel hate-sang Frozen’s “Let It Go” after a twitchy John Travolta introduced her as Adele Dazeem. Within an hour, an Adele Dazeem Name Generator popped up online. (My Travoltified name is Seonaidh Feesher, by the way.) I got to make fun of Beth for getting misty during Bette Midler’s in memoriam performance of “The Wind Beneath My Wings” because it was super schmaltzy and lame.

The pinnacle of the night, however, was Lupita Nyong’o’s Best Supporting Actress win for her role in 12 Years a Slave. She radiated genuine gratitude as she humbly acknowledged the person she portrayed on film saying, “It doesn’t escape me for one moment that so much joy in my life is thanks to so much pain in someone else’s.”

It was a nice departure from Matthew McConaughey’s speech where he talked for four minutes about how his hero is Matthew McConaughey. Beth laughed at me for blubbering a little during Nyong’o’s speech. Whatever, I’m not ashamed. The line, “No matter where you come from, your dreams are valid” was beautiful and, to be fair, it was way past my bedtime. Congratulations, Lupita. You can come back anytime.

Sarah Erchenbrecher Fryling is a Northwest Ohio columnist who writes about what it’s really like to parent in the 21st century.